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hellavile · 2 years
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baby, wyd? ichigo kurosaki.
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warnings . . . fem!reader, black coded, established relationship, modern au, fluff, erotic filming, mirror sex, smoking ꒰ blunt ꒱, unprotected sex, reverse cowgirl position, eating each other’s faces, cuddle fuck, sloppy intimate slow nasty sex lmao, pet names, use of daddy a few times, reader creams, ichigo’s rlly in love with reader.
mocha’s note .ᐟ . . . i did it yall *cries* i finally wrote for ichigo.
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ichi ♡
baby, wyd?
cupcake ♡
just got home from work ! whyyyyy? 🥺
ichi ♡
gonna take you out. i’ll be omw in thirty.
   thirty? after all this time he still doesn’t understand how time consuming it is to get yourself ready to go out. definitely when you weren’t aware of where you’re going. your boyfriend didn’t give you any hint so you were unsure of how to dress. on top of that, it was nearly midnight. your late shift at the hospital draining you, and the moment you came home and kicked off your scrubs, the last thing on your mind was to get ready to go out. your bed was calling you. so close yet so far. ichigo had literally messaged you the moment you leaped out of your convertible. sucking it up just for him, you hop in the shower with no further questions. it has been a while since you’ve seen him, both equally busy.
   maybe he just missed you the same and wanted to do something nice for you. or just craved to be in your presence again. weekends were really the only time the two of you were available. the sweet scent of olay white strawberry and mint body wash mixed in with the thick charcoal rag scrubbing against your skin relaxes your body to the fullest. phases by chase atlantic booms through the cream tile of your shower walls, vibrating in your ears inimically as the hot water beats down onto your skin. you made sure to leave the door unlocked for ichigo to step inside, usually welcoming himself in without letting you know. one time having to smack him for being inconsiderate even if he blamed you for leaving it unsecured. cleansing your face and then finishing with your to die for tree hut strawberry scrub, you’re wrapped up in a towel while you brush and rinse your mouth.
   patting dry, you lather yourself in baby oil from head to toe, hair still caught in your shower cap. you smile down at your chubby black cat brushing up against your ankle with a silver anklet labeled with your boyfriend’s name. a gift for your first anniversary. the short feline skips behind you as you stroll through your studio to reach your bedroom, sighing to yourself because you’re suddenly stressed about what to wear. nothing could possibly be open this late to really head out for. he has to be fucking with you. what if you get all dolled up just for him to pull up to mcdonald’s? you’d be irritated, but thankful nonetheless. quality time is all that mattered. even sitting in his car listening to music would mean everything right now. a passenger princess is what he called you one time. you just loved the idea of being around him.
   when he said thirty minutes, he meant it. a heavy knock on your front door before it’s pushed open alarms you instantly. sucking your teeth at his obsession with always being too early. as you’re closing the curtain that blocks your bedroom, out peaks an adorable fluff of tangerine hair from the door, a smile on that face you love so much, teeth bright as pearls.
“hey, cupcake!” ichigo chirps, closing and locking the door before he takes off his travis scott dunks, knowing you don’t allow shoes in your house. he’s picking up the cat the same time he’s glaring at your silhouette past the sheer white curtain.
   he catches you slipping on a piece of clothing over your head, taking off your cap and shaking out your curly head. he respects your privacy by keeping himself from walking in there and smacking your ass as a proper greeting . . . his way of one, at least. takes a seat on the low emerald, velvet textured sectional, the animal in his arms purring as he caresses it.
    “i hate you.”
    it’s the first thing he hears, and it immediately has him cackling. “why? i’m taking you out, aren’t i?”
    “well, yeah, but . . . you could’ve told a girl mid-shift. i would’ve had more time to plan an outfit. i can’t even do my makeup now. my hairs lifeless. it’s midnight. i worked a twelve hour shift, you know that? no consideration for me as a woman whatsoever.”
    “all i’m hearing is that you’re ungrateful.”
   “fuck you, carrot top!” a heavy slap following with a gust of wind is nearly enough to overshadow the low level of slow rnb. ichigo raises a brow at you, slowly licking his lips while tilting his head to the side, humming as he observes you. body clad in a white spaghetti strapped bodycon dress that accentuates all your curves, tits pushed higher due to your bra being adjusted halfway up your back. a hot pink, suede chanel bag hanging on your shoulder. big curls flowing around your face like a greek goddess. an angel.
   “baby, you lookin’ good as fuck. but you're gonna be cold as a bitch.”
   “why?” you frown.
  “we're going to the waterfront pier.”
   a cheerful gasp you bellow makes ichigo’s smile extend, your cat jumping out of his arms from the noise of you jumping up and down. “babyyyy. the birria truck is there! you remembered?”
   “of fuckin’ course,” he leans back with an arm thrown behind his head, hand on his bare stomach he tucked under his white tee. ichigo swings his legs dressed in black adidas joggers inward and outward, elated from the smile still on your face as you giggle and walk around the house in search of a shoe, eyes tracing you. “they're open till 2am.”
   you glance at the oval clock on your wall, pouting. “i didn't do my makeup.”
   “it's one in the morning. we coming back and cuddling.”
   sucking your lips in, you nod.
  “now come give daddy a hug,” ichigo motions you over with his finger.
   standing straight with giddy in your heart, you stroll towards him, your hips switching effortlessly, the silver chain labeled 'daddy's girl’, which you bought for yourself, dangles along with the ocean blue evil eye as you bend forward to press a kiss to your man's soft lips, the tingle from his blistex vibrating your own. he sits up with you standing between open legs, hands wrapping around the back of your thighs as he hugged you around your midsection with his cheek on your stomach.
   ichigo let's out an exasperated sigh, as if he was getting into a comfortable bed after a long day, squeezing you tighter. “missed you so much, baby.”
   the tips of your fingers strum through his hair as you reply, “missed you too. thank you for taking me out tonight.”
   “don't thank me yet. i need to see if you'll like the food first before we decide what mood you're gonna put on.”
   “are you saying i'm bipolar?”
   “i'm saying you're picky.”
   “correction!” you announce loudly while pointing up a finger. “specific. i like what i like.”
   “i can say the same,” ichigo groans before smacking your ass with a hiss, grabbing a chunk full before shaking it in his hand.
   you laugh at him and shove him away. “stop! let's go.”
   “lemme jus’ . . . ” ichigo gets lost in his thoughts, your eyes widening as he reaches down to grab your calf to lift. “get a taste real quick.”
   “boy!” is what you exclaim as you give his hand a firm smack, like you're popping a child for misbehaving. ichigo snickers, saying he was joking but you knew he wasn't.
   by time you leave the house, it's one fifteen in the morning. the streets are partially clear for your city's night. ichigo passing you his phone to browse through his playlists, immediately going for the ‘late night drive' one which was your favourite considering you helped him pick most of the content. the windows are cracked halfway, warm air breezing your faces as he speeds down the road like an asshole in his pristine white nissan gtr, two usual hand placements; one on your inner thigh and the other gripping the steering wheel.
   it's so hard not to smile like an idiot when he does that. hiding your face in your shoulder as you look up at him like a lost puppy. singing to bryson tiller’s song in check as you intake the scent of the vehicle. it smells just like him. tobacco vanille by tom ford. the opulent scent lingering onto your body whenever he hugged you long enough, or when you stole his hoodies and shirts to wear just to keep him close.
   the drive wasn't long. not even twenty minutes and you were pulling up to the pier, barely packed since it was a sunday night. lots of teenagers came out around this time to smoke and since there was plenty of food available it'd help with the munchies. hand in hand, the two of you walk towards the beaming taco truck with various of color's ranging from yellows, reds, and greens. birria landia was their label. very well known and talked about business. they moved locations so you were super excited to finally get your fill on it.
  ichigo has his right arm thrown over your shoulder, pulling you close to his chest where you rested and listened to his heartbeat and the rumble of his torso as he ordered your food. each order came with four quesabirria’s and a side of consommé, totaling fourteen dollars each which was a steal to be honest. ichigo wanted to try horchata as a drink, getting a large so the two of you could share.
   “you cold?” he asks briefly, spotting you rubbing your arms before you nod frantically, muttering a tiny ‘yes’. embraces you into a hug instantly, tall frame towering you as he rocked the two of you side to side while you waited alongside a few other people, laughing between his armpit where you buried your face.
   you were talking on and on about cotton candy, looking up at him with your chin on his chest, a pout on your lips. glancing deeper into the boardwalk and catching glimpses of big bags of pink or blue cotton candy hanging horizontally beside jumbo cartoon character while that song from ten years ago that always plays at amusement parks blast through the speakers. yes, it's call me maybe.
   “hey, i just met you,” ichigo begins, bouncing his knees to the beat of the song.
   “no!” you groan.
   “and this is crazy! but here's my number. so call me maybe!”
   one things for sure, you fucked those tacos up. licking your fingers and swinging your feet like nothing else mattered in the world. ichigo lovingly resting his palm in his hand as he watches you squeak as you bop your head to the music. could never stay still when you ate. you thanked him dozens of times with your mouth stuffed, dunking your tacos into your lime infused broth before chowing down, juices dripping. unfortunately, you weren't full enough after, and by then the truck had already gone. the two of you cleaned up your area on the bench before ichigo decided to grab a bag of cotton candy for you before you headed back to yours.
   his favorite thing about your living room was the beautiful collection of the weeknd’s entire discography hung up on your wall in vinyls. a glass record player sitting beneath. choosing an album, going with my dear melancholy because why not? sliding the disc from out of its slot, blowing on it to rid any dust before twirling it between the pads of his fingers and inserting it. you were sitting on your dark gray tufted bench displayed at the bottom of your bed, dressed comfortably in a white tank and royal blue panties. the tips of your pink toes are arched in the fluffy white rug beneath them, a tropical baby blue scarf on your head and your necklaces still in view. you were rolling a blunt on the alice in wonderland tray that sat on your lap.
   ichigo had just gotten out of the shower, ruffling his damp hair with the towel and finding a pair of his basketball shorts in your bottom drawer. the projector on your wall is silently playing avengers’ civil war. it's about five in the morning you presume, wanting to smoke just because. both of you love how quiet the home was, your cat sound asleep on her strawberry printed pillow by your foot, ichigo laying in your bed while scrolling through twitter on his phone until you were finished.
   crawling to him with a tired smile, you flick your plated heart shaped vivienne westwood lighter and pass it to him first, arching over his body sinking into your mattress as you hold it to his lips as he stares you in your eyes. ichigo takes a puff, drags it too long which has you snatching it away and giggling. his hand takes the back of your neck in his grasp, tugging you closer to blow the smoke directly into your mouth before kissing you. he sits you entirely on his abdomen and watches you take your share of it. caressing your skin lazily, and gazing behind you as you hold his face in your chest with your hand sprawled over his cheek, both of you watching the movie.
   the air shifts without the two of you even realizing it. it's when your clutching onto the duvet that's falling halfway off the edge of the bed you bury your face in as you bounce dirty on his cock in cowgirl that it resonates. ichigo now has possession of your blunt, holding it like a cigarette between his fingers in his left hand he uses to gently pinch your ass. fixating on the grip your slick pussy has on his dick, coating it perfectly, driving yourself up and down slowly. he's got his phone on camera mode, recording the way you fuck him in your mirror, pulling his bottom lip into his mouth as his brows crease.
you rock forward after your lips quiver when a shock strikes up your spine, heaving and slipping off. gripping onto his ankle for support.
   “put it back in,” he's haste when he hits your ass, your salacious whimper making his dick jump. raspy voice completely succumbing you as you reach behind yourself to wrap your dainty hand around the base, sinking back down and rocking your hips. his eyes scroll back when a ring of white centers his cock, a deep ‘fuck’ escaping his mouth as you cream around him. “yeah, pretty girl.”
   “ooh, baby,” a guttural moan vibrates deep within your throat as you drop your ass lower, taking in as much as you could. gasping as you fist the cover in front of you and move quicker, eyes crossing. “ichi !”
   “it's good baby, i know. i fuckin’ know,” ichigo whispers, hissing and clapping a heavy hand down, taking a quick pull from the blunt before putting it out on the ashtray on your nightstand. he abandons his phone, craning his neck to the side to blow out the remainder of clouds before he’s lifting you by your waist until you’re laying on your side facing him.
ichigo tugs you close, slotting himself in between your thighs once your leg hikes itself over his hip, entrapping him with your arms locked around his neck. both of you breathe in each other’s air, rotating your waist to get his cock closer, wanting it back inside before you cried about it. he sees how cute and whiny you are, sloshing his tongue and mouth all over your neck, the most sensitive spot on your body. it makes you insanely wet, gasping, bringing him in more, wanting to be completely entwined. ichigo groans in your neck, reaching between where you two meet to fist his cock, groaning when he finds that gushing hole of yours that sticks like honey and sliding back in.
now his lips are on yours, sloppily tangling tongues and breathlessly moaning into your mouths, the heel of your foot that’s thrown over his waist applying pressure to his backside to drown him in deeper. ichigo has his hands on your ass he’s squeezing until the flesh is imprinted with his marks, cursing and rutting up to sheath his cock in your sweet, sweet fucking pussy. something’s he’s been dying to do for days now. hating how busy the two of you were. there wasn’t enough time to do this as frequently as he desired. that had to change. effective immediately.
“i missed you,” a broken cry sings in his ears from you, slightly squeaky with cute hiccups, ichigo snapping his hips fairly faster, clenching his sharp jaw before kissing your forehead. “f-fuckin’ missed you, ichi.”
“daddy sorry, baby,” ichigo replies, skillfully rolling his hips to hit just the right spot that always makes you scream and claw at his back. he maybe crazy for liking it so much. but when you dig your nails into his strong back, and his skin feels like it’s bleeding . . . sometimes is, he fucking loves it. his strokes ease when he drags out a series of words you’re unable to comprehend. thrusts becoming sloppier. “promise i’ll make it up to you. know you get needy when i’m too far. gunna change that.”
   “mng. you gonna make me cum, baby,” your voice is higher pitched now, eyes low and your mouth dry from hanging it open too long. ichigo knows what to do in an instant, pinning you flat on your back and holding your throat in his hand, raising and dropping his weight onto you so his dick sinks in how you like it. “baby you gonna make me cum.”
“cum,” ichigo pants, his face churning along with yours, your voice going silent as you reach down to rub your fingers over your clit, keeping your eyes focused on his as the faint sound of skin clapping echoed the room. your body’s jolting beneath him, a dry gasp crumbling through. “cum right now, baby. right fuckin’ now, please.”
your knees stutter by his waist, holding onto him tight as the tone in his voice lightens, begging you to cream all over his cock, to cum with him, to give him what he wanted. and you do, roughly slapping your hand on his forearm for security, streams of ‘fuck fuck fuck’ undulating past your puffy lips. ichigo loses his balance and falls down onto you, chest to chest, puts you in a headlock to hold you still while he switches his pace entirely and fucks you harder, his eyes white as pinballs. “fuck, baby. this my fuckin’ pussy. my fuckin’ pussy. can you tell me that, baby? let me know.”
“it’s. your. fuckin’. pussy,” your voice splits with every heavy pound, writhing in his entrapment. holding your knees to the bed with your hands. lewd squelching only gets louder the messier you become. eyes shut with your soul leaving your body. ichigo’s ‘mmm hmm’ as a reply enough to make you cum again, squealing and arching your torso off the bed.
going numb, mind distorted and ichigo holds the back of your head so it’s bending enough to see him fucking you. even with the low lighting from the television you could still spot how drenched you were. ichigo kissing the bridge of your nose, then chastely your lips. “be a good girl n’ watch me cum for you.”
your toes curl when he slows his hips to pull out, resting his cock on your stomach and being rewarded when he cums in long ropes of white, painting your tummy with a shaky moan before mashing his lips back to yours, still thrusting.
“i love you,” he says. “i love you, i love you.”
and you loved him more.
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spacenintendogs · 6 months
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modern au ask. What are the gangs personal clothing styles ?
ooooo.... i'm not very fashionable nor am i rlly confident abt my knowledge of styles & stuff so i'm sorry if it's not as creative as it could be :')
hiccup i see a lot of layers, similar to how he dresses in the dreamworks franchise. as he gets older there's more leather since he does a lot of motorcycle riding. flannels, graphic tees, baggier cargo pants & shorts & sneakers are his general go-to. has a nice pair of chucks he brings out once in a while. no piercings but he has a tattoo of toothless' strike class silhouette on one of his shoulder blades.
astrid dresses practically. usually in a pair of jeans or leggings. when she dresses more casually it's basketball shorts with a jersey of some kind. she wears jerseys relatively often too. also shirts she can easily move & breathe in. i think she'd like horizontal stripes for shirts but i might be projecting lol. she's got multiple ear piercings on both ears tho. she also loves her headbands!!! gets a specially made one from tuff & snot with stormfly's spines on it!! steel toed boots.
fishlegs dresses like a hipster. have u seen his moustache in httyd 3?? he's a hipster & he fucking rocks it. also rocks a lot of street styles he's one of the most fashionable of the gang & he is proud of it. he looks great always. gets the tattoos on his arms like he has in httyd 3. he also likes wearing rings!! has a wooden bead bracelet he wears from his older sister. uses stuff like beard oil & is super into skincare. u will catch him with a face mask & cucumbers over his eyes.
snotlout prob goes through the biggest style shift. when he's younger he dresses like the usual high school douchebag, backwards cap & everything. once he's a senior & after he graduates he's more biker style (he does become a biker dude after all). super tight t-shirts that show his boobs lmao. he gets his ears pierced & gets a labret piercing. tattoo sleeve on his right arm of monstrous nightmares entangling around each other. old habits die hard tho so sometimes u catch him with his backwards cap. heeled boots bc he likes to be tall.
ruffnut is so fucking cool u guys. she dresses in a variety of styles, sometimes vastly different day to day but she pulls them all off flawlessly. strong fashion is actually how she & fishlegs bond sometimes (or argue lmao). she's got so many ear piercings & switches out what she has by the day. she does her hair the most elaborately out of the gang, when it's long or short. loves long necklaces & layers them. has her nose pierced too. she has a tattoo of barf going down her calf (tuff has the other half so if they stand next to each other it completes the zippleback!!). her fave pair of shoes tho are her sketchers hiking sandals. let the dogs out!!!
tuff is also so fucking cool, though in a more laid back way compared to ruff. more grungy. ripped jeans from falling off his longboard. old sneakers that have been everywhere. shirts he's had since middle school that may be repurposed to have ripped sleeves or become crop tops. that ugly dress u saw at a thrift store? he's wearing it & fucking looks great. he has his septum pierced and multiple ear piercings (like httyd 3). i also think he'd get snake bites. when he's younger he wears beanies a lot but once he's older he puts his hair up in more elaborate "viking" styles with how he braids. also enjoys tank tops & more frayed looks to shirts in general. has belch tattooed down his calf (ruff has the other half, as stated above).
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ccoffii · 11 days
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Eleceed Redeisgns
Don’t get the wrong idea I’m not trying to fix anything (despite my issues with 75% of the bestie crew having the same hairstyle) ZHENA-nim art did really well on this series and I can definitely see her improvements!!
I find redesigning characters I like as a good exercise for me since I’m trying to practice my character design skills! I’ve also added headcannons so strap in.
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First victim, istg he doesn’t even look like the same person lol.
- gave him the :3 mouth bc he has the little shit potential especially after wrapping everyone around his finger
- Longer hair comes from the hc that he is the kind of person who would hide behind it and to match his dads
- changed his hair to brown bc the blond colour blended with his skin too much (helps with contrast)
- The bag is to help him carry cats and more cat food
- Oversized clothes to wallow in, also to hide himself or something
- While Jiwoo and Kayden are implied to wear the same size clothing I still think Jiwoo’s clothes would be tight on Kayden
- It helps Kayden learn about Jiwoo as a person since he would question why his clothes were so ill fitting on him
- Colour palette was hard af, but I mostly went with warmer colours and added blue as an accent so he could match Kayden
- As u can tell the only thing that fits him perfectly is the school uniform, even then he likes to size up the blazer
- His bag would start with no buttons and over time more would be added based on where he’s been and the friends he makes
- Glasses are up for debate but they look nice on him
- gave him more down turned eyes so he could resemble Kang Daniel a little more
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barely changed, basically the outfit was the only thing to go
- He looks like the kind of kid that would wear headphones all day
- His glasses fucked off to somewhere and I brought brought them back THEY R HERE TO STAY
- The dress shirt in his casual outfit is the same one from his uniform
- Bc of his upbringing with the doctor guy I would think he doesn’t have that many clothes to begin with and sees little point in getting more
- Ofc that will change later with his friends
- His name tag says his last name is Park but he doesn’t rlly have one and the wiki says so too, so it’s just something he had to give the school or somethin
- More lanky build? Basically a bean pole.
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Again who the fuck is this
- gave him his melanin back, like all of it
- He seems more the varsity jacket type guy than Wooin
- Hair is based off Yeonjun’s lover loser era
- Tried to give him that international student type of beat vibe bc his sister is the big boss of the SK awakener scene
- i feel like with this hairstyle it’s easier to imagine him with black hair but I digress
- His jacket starts off with no patches and they’re slowly added on when he spends time with the bestie crew
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MY GIRLIE!!
- Changed her uniform to be more fancy based off of the reaction of other students in Jiwoo’s school, the pendant on her bow is her own addition.
- No respectable Gen Z wears ripped skinny jeans… Controversial
- a converse girlie for sure
- Her hair is kinda based off the Mafuyu White Day card, either way she has to give gender
- Are they called arm warmers? They give her an interesting silhouette and very distinguishable from the guys
- Alternatively she wears a turtle neck and a sweater/large T-Shirt when it’s too cold + arm warmers just cause
Some other stuff:
- yes, all the redesigns will eventually include some element of blue like Jiwoo to help connect them and signify how close they are
- a lot of them were made with a go out shopping episode in mind to help us learn more about them
- maybe I’ll write a fic but finals r chasing my ass rn so eventually
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artis-lined · 1 year
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HELL YEAH IVE BEEN WAITING 4 THIS QUESTION--
long story short, yes, it was incredible and if ur able to see it I would HIGHLY recommend getting tickets
Going into detail tho...
Let's start off w/ Jordan Fisher since he was (imo) the weakest link of the main cast. The end of Joannah was kinda anticlimactic and his vocal range wasn't the best. You could tell he didn't have opera lessons or smthn whilst the whole cast was very classical sounding, but I'm going to take a guess he just didn't have enough breath support since he sounded a bit shakey towards the end. He was stronger in the second act tho he wasnt rlly belting then. Jordan Fisher has never rlly surprised me vocally, but that's not rlly a bad thing, I just kinda wish they casted someone a bit more fit for the role.. but if that was the "worst" thing abt the show, I think it's going to be just fine.
The ensembles dancing was either hit or miss, some of it was very awkward whilst other numbers was incredible and clever. For "there was a barber and his wife" They had two dancers on a platform where they danced in the dark and it made them seem like silhouettes in the moonlight. Seeing as the show is still in previews, tho, they still have time to patch it up :).
Gaten Matarazzo was great as Toby and had nice vocals. I was also able to see him in deh and although he was more a talking role I think he is a great singer and actor. He definitely pulled off the ending as well and didn't worry about looking attractive or something while conveying to the audience that he had succumbed to the stress of his situation. Believe it or not I've seen a few shows where an actor would try to make themself look hot but also insane and its just kinda annoying tbh-- like they always sacrifice being believable over being handsome/pretty. All in all, he is a great performer and had wonderful stage presence.
Johanna was incredible. Like actually incredible. Green finch and linnet bird is one of my favorite numbers and she did it justice. I forget her actresses name unfortunately, but she was truly Johanna when she was onstage, and embodied the character beautifully.
Beedle was hateable as was the judge, but that's good because it means that they did their job well. Funny thing is that when he said his line "Deceiving slut!" A person behind me just went "oh-- 😨" and it was clear everyone was surprised.
The beggar woman was so good omg-- like she was great at switching between personalities when begging and it was so funny at times but other times it had the audience sobbing or thinking.
Mrs. Lovett was so incredibly funny it was unexpected. She's no Angela Lansbury but I think it's unfair to compare them to each other since no one is going to be as great as her. She was very lively and I never felt bored when she was onstage! Well-- I was never bored during the show but you know what I mean! Her songs were great and she has her own little twist on things. I don't know if they changed the key for "worst pies in london" bc I haven't listened to the og recording a lot but I wouldn't be surprised since every Mrs. Lovett has had a different key it seems. I really hope I get to see her in something else because she was just so fun to watch and I just loved her so much!
And finally...
JOSH FUCKING GROBAN LEZZ FUCKING GOOOO--
I love that man! I fucking love that man so much 😭!
He was absolutely incredible. My mother said she doubted he would be able to pull off an insane middle aged man but my god, he did it. It was strange to see him being so mean and malicious considering he seems so nice irl, but he was so great and I'm so glad he got to play Sweeney. And I'm even more thrilled that I got to SEE him play Sweeney. His vocals were stunning and he was incredible at acting (even if Todd himself is a rather silent and monotonous man).
So yes, all in all, it was amazing and I rlly hope I'll see it again! Here are some pictures of the stage and playbill :)
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@succsessions @mystically-michaela
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ex0toxin · 2 years
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your vibes are immaculate and ur okuyasus are *chefs kiss* thats a beautiful lil man 👏 what's some of your favorite parts about josuke/okuyasu's dynamic? :0
discovered this in my drafts and i’ll put it under a cut bc its! VERY FUCKING LONG LMFAO
i think my favorite thing about the josuyasu dynamic is how different they are? like, on the surface they look similar with both of them being entrenched in japanese delinquent culture and aesthetics, but theyre super different in like every other angle!
for one, economic background: okuyasu, while enjoying a middle class life for his toddler years, was basically destitute and very lower class for most of his remembered experience bro lived in squalor the coal mines fr. josuke has lived comfortably middle/upper-middle class his entire life rlly well displayed in the shigechi arc where okuyasu says he'll be putting his lottery winnings into savings + josuke calls him boring and says he's gonna buy a nice new suit with a sexy silhouette like okay gayboy. josuke has NO long term goals or thinking, he just lives life by the day, whereas okuyasu who is shown to have very poor emotional impulse control, still thinks far into the future about when this money will get him out of a tight spot we love a king who thinks (not josuke)
life experience: okuyasu's mom bite the fucken dust FAST LMFAO + he helped his brother kill people + his father beat him + keicho was emotionally abusive + and then his dad turned into snot + ratio + L + rip bozo etc. okuyasu is extremely traumatized :/ he's had to deal with the crushing pressure of financial instability, his dad's abuse and then his dad's 'disability',(condition is probably a better word but disability is very adjecent? idk the nijidad arc has elder abuse vibes as well) and his brother's control issues and neuroticism, and then with the responsibility of all those lives on his hands from the arrow hunting like gawt DAM at least let him grow some fucking chest hair babe DKSAJNASJIFLF so he never grew up with anything stable, other than the longterm goal of solving the problem of his dad's goopification like . zoinks
josuke grew up very privileged, tho not to say he didn't/doesnt experienced social ostracization and bullying at the hadns of his peers and small community for being a biracial bastard w/ a single mom and dressing like a lil freak etc, but his grandpa and mom were a very tight knit support system for him. he's solidly middle class, never moved houses and uprooted himself, has generous spending money, etc. at the beginning of diu you can see he's a lot more bratty and uncaring and even a little selfish, with the callousness he showed towards okuyasu's "death" during the rhcp fight, the rage towards angelo (though justified lmfao pop off), and his overprotectiveness of his appearance. the dude definitely had some way different challenges compared to okuyasus literal murder accomplice shit
grief wise!! my friend noticed that once josuke and okuyasu met eachother, they became sort of "grief soulmates"!! here's what my friend wrote about it:
"the traumas that okuyasu has are all "historical" in some way, rooted pre-canon in deep ways, which can even extend to keichos death in a way because of how the causality works out, and it's the mirror opposite for josuke who has a completely grief-free life until canon starts and brings with it this change in status quo that caused him to develop these new experiences that ended up having claws
so @ the same time as josuke is learning that the world is sometimes awful in truly desperate ways, he's kinda on a 'downward' trajectory in terms of hope and idealism, okuyasu is on his way up because the same change in events actually mark an improvement for him !!! and so they end up meeting in the middle a bit and helping each other stabilise as mirror images
which is that josuke is reaching "out" for comfort, because it's home and closeness thats suddenly new and dangerous, which suits okuyasu well bc hes reaching in, because he has these new centres of comfort and stability in josuke and their friend network + more literally the infrastructure of the town canon connects him with"
basically theyre opposites when it comes to trauma, okuyasu's life is on an incline (kira's murderspree isnt exactly strange to him, even if its still upsetting) and josuke's is on the decline with his grampy drinking murder juice
uhmm another cool thing is personality wow like 4893583459738 words in and im just now remembering to talk about their actual chemistry instead of thematic parallels (i have diseases) but okuyasu being impulsive and brash all the time but when it comes to extremely upsetting things [ie keicho's death, his OWN death and revival] hes like like :/ #yikes. vc josuke who is at all times trying to be the COolest and Most Epic Guy but also has bonkers anger issues and shits himself when he gets one (1) insult <3 the Balance............
theres like so much i want to put in this manifesto im SWEATING LMFAO but my last point i wanna cover is why theyre friends in the first place!! josuke is a ficking loser with no friends mentioned until koichi (who i firmly believe is fucking insane and just pretends to be normal) and then oku + the others. josuke bc of his baggage has never had any homies so hes super independent!! and okuyasu who relied on keicho(not entirely out of choice but if i start talking about keicho im gonna be here for another 500000000 words) so like!!
idk oku immediately latching onto josuke as his next guidestone in place of keicho is so :) ! im gonna shut up now bc ive had this in the drafts since feb and i just need to close my laptop WKALSKJDLKAJDKS hopefully.... this is not just insane ramblings but if it is then. yea .
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surveillance-0011 · 10 months
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*speed walking around in circles arms behind back folded up all nice* The creatures need enrichment. the creatures need to draw.
Hierophant does so often with whatever it can get its hands on on whatever surface possible whenever the urge to do so comes along. It does so with a sense of urgency. I feel they’d be in a similar style to the Civilsation I + II (KKB albums) art if a bit stiffer and not as clean. They are... prophetic? In nature.
I think it’s the only one who would make a habit out of it/draw often but it’d be interesting to see others try too
Magician would struggle with his claws if he tried and Im thinking it would turn out messy. Simple but there would be an attempt to be elegant or at least presentable. But would press too hard or too light. Would color things in if it fit. Exact style hard to pin down, i think it’d look oddly fuzzy. Would also find angrily scribbling and straight up grinding pencils to dust therapeutic.
Hangedman would be ok with drawing I don’t think it would be a hobby but if he had to visualize something or express somethng without words maybe he’d draw it out. Also very messy and simplistic but it’s. Blockier? everything is more like big shapes, the simplest you can get to recognize shapes. Everything is angular and there’s a decent sense of form. Lines are very very thick. Would use bright colors or black yellow and red alone to color in. Something may be a little disturbing abt it
Star would draw simple figures, more like silhouettes. sketchy and would not use color much. He would try it for the sake of it.
Empress could scribble something down if prompted (or if she wanted to try it out tee hee). Also very basic forms. smudgy. EIther featureless blocks/blobs or just cutesy but very simple. The would maybe look like those stylistic drawings i posted of her and emperor as that was meant to be a look of them in her mind’s eye or whatever...
While we’re at it! The people too :)
Lisa and Daniel both tend to doodle when bored esp the latter as he ran out of stuff to do in the facility quickly. The former draws eyes over and over in note margins and flowers and her style is kind of anime ish. Like. Chibi toon whatever. Daniel’s is like a simple realism or a comic style with shapes blocked out.
Kate would say she can’t even draw a stick figure but!! She has great handwriting. Could and would probably take up caligraphy. Sophie also has rlly pretty handwriting
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sleepysandy · 2 years
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fmab rewatch ep 16
is no one else seeing these two people on top of the train
vry funny how theyre bonding with barry
damn cant believe visas exist here
omg they just passed by the phone booth
i just saw that
sheska got a shorter skirt
is that allowed are there no dress codes
SHESKA STFUU
sheska couldve been freaked out more
like having a doppelgänger is freaky
mustang eye bags <3
theyll find out like tonight
woahh totally forgot ross tells them
well being in the military, he knows the risks
especially when he continued to research when bradley told them to stop
altho its extra sus that bradley told them to stop
gracia slay
cant believe they did this ross
shes literally just minding her business
so when lust is in disguise she gotta cover up her cleavage lmao
ep 17
huh was there only one shot
i thought there were two
how the hell did they fake it
is the investigator in on it
i mean they are refusing other evidence
cold flame wow amazing
if ross went to her parents then im pretty sure other people saw her there
well the homunculi are keeping tabs so they probs chose someone who wasnt in central
where are lan fan and fu
when i first watched this i honestly thought mustang did kill her
now i know if they dont show on screen death somethings up
armstrong got balls to say that to mustang
eds too teen angsty to have critical thinking
falman babysitting
everyone pissed off at mustang lmao
lmao he called them hindrances
ep 18
arrogant palm of a small human
who would even combine those words
amazing 10/10
surprised that theres still water there
who the hell is mr han
where the hell did fu come from
not the jesus imagery
ohh they right tho
police and military will never tell the press abt an internal issue
he had to bring a backup :(((
phone booth trauma
ooh his silhouette against the sunset
show those drawings to jean
cant believe theyre taking ed seriously
if i were there id just laugh at this kid giving a speech like that
wtf fu has to cross the desert twice
hes so old how does he do it
jean kinda
forgot jean is higher than falman lmao
the grey hair threw me off i thought he was older
riza my queen
the handling of the ishbalans is kinda weird tho
gluttony count ur days
i will not tolerate any riza harm
ep 19
ure blowing ur cover mustang
omg he loses his cool when its riza hihi
death of the undying???
amazing once again
.good doggy
thank god they did not kill black hayate
i would never rewatch this if they did that
rizas little smile
jean squeezing in next to al
why were her tits bouncing
that was kinda hot mustang
lmao their faces
NAURRR
i hate this
its rlly cool how the show has high stakes from the start
like its kinda an early ep
but theres been a few serious injuries and a death
the only reason why most of them aint dead is plot armor
oooh riza thinking mustangs dead
when they go crazy bcs they think ure dead >>>
they rlly had to have an ab ahot
this was such a slay
like the visuals of the fire
hmmm
so bradley wouldve killed them all if they hadnt killed lust first?
and just tell officials that he was too late to save them?
kinda a sad death for barry
i liked lust but she envy wrath and pride were more interesting ig
still wouldve been nice
this was such a plot twist
i was still in denial that the dad is alive
ep 20
that rlly what he says when he sees his kid after years
of i were ed i wouldve just said that aint ur home
u didnt even live there
the titles are so straightforward but it goes so hard
kinda creepy just watching him sleep
theyre trying winry chill
anime clothes just never ride up
the dads the only one who calls him edward irl
im happy that they have lots of pics when they were young
the dad was acting so sus
cant believe ed rlly asked this old woman to do this
pinako just staring at ed lmao
hmmm
wonder if its an actual person they made
so if they had the stone would they have made a homunculus
trisha too nice
i wouldve never wanted to see that man again
curtis fam just adopt
music so dramatic for what
still a banger line
has he always had a large back
amazing wonderful
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curiosity-killed · 3 years
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I have so many excellent skirts and I’m so mad abt it
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kamesama-archive · 3 years
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SATORI — AKECHI MITSUHIDE
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so i saw this post by @spoopy-fish-writes and i had to turn it into a fic. i’ll excuse myself now.
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AKECHI MITSUHIDE x FEM! READER ( non-romantic )
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— warnings: one hell of a crackfic. incoherent mess. additional memes. one single curse word. one single mention of a foot fetish. a messed up alternate universe. i don’t even know anymore.
— summary: mitsuhide is shook™ to hear you know so much about him.
— words: ~1690 ( nice )
— tagging: @silhouette-of-a-dream ; @nad-zeta ; @nuttytani ; @spoopy-fish-writes ; @silvanable ; @readerinsertfanfiction ; @mitsuhidethesnek ; @mineko811 ; @tsundere-mitsuhide ; @ashavazesa​ 
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it happened. it somehow happened.
your eyes had widened the moment you saw sasuke’s face, though it was too late to move. everything faded to white and you’d woken up in a burning temple, the scent of smoke filling your nostrils, causing you to cough ( an action that’d have you cancelled in 2021, but you knew better than to assume you were still stuck in the 21st century ). the taste of burned wood was bitter over your tongue, but you swallowed it nonetheless, looking around through watery gaze, well-aware of what you had to do — save oda nobunaga ( sorrynotsorry nobu haters 😎 ).
you had read the prologue all too many times already — with every fresh introduction of a new trio of characters — so your knowledge on the series of events was flawless. aware of how nobunaga would fancy your bravery, you acted fittingly to immerse yourself within the universe, staying as lowkey as possible, whilst clawing at ways to keep your dignity intact ( you had no desire to be subjected to foot fetish any time soon ).
you have denied the possibility of being a spy ( and that was the truth ), but your level of knowledge on these men would deem you as something far worse than a double agent — if given a chance, you could be this era’s worst enemy. in the blink of an eye, you could befriend hideyoshi by simply informing him of nobunaga’s well thought out hiding spot for his beloved konpeito; you could tell the oda forces of shingen’s health; you could yeet the azuchi castle to find sasuke and swear your loyalty to the uesugi-takeda alliance; or you could simply decide to go to hell with it all and burn the world with motonari.
so much power was in your hands, and you planned to use it well. although you presented yourself as a mere female who found herself at the right place and at the right time, you were so much more.
it was all according to keikaku ( translator’s note: keikaku means plan ), for you were now surrounded by the oda forces and attending a meeting — all eyes on you, as if you were a curious specimen.
you had already predicted hideyoshi’s wary and judging gaze, ieyasu’s gloomy annoyance, masamune’s sparkling interest radiating from a grin upon his lips... and mitsuhide’s silent, analytical gaze, those golden hues digging into your side like sharp blades, immensely keen to find out what you’re hiding. for all you knew, he could have already sent his men to ask commoners about you, your background, but you knew something he didn’t — that his search is in vain.
not going to lie, it wasn’t all so comfortable. although you had this storyline in the very palm of your hand, finding yourself in this universe was not as lighthearted. for example, you’d never imagine that mitsuhide’s eyes would leave you with such a nagging, annoying feeling crawling over your back. perhaps masamune’s curious eye had a role in that discomfort, but you knew it was the snake that studied you harder than any other member of this force.
you had to do something about it; mark your territory, assert your dominance — show that man that he wasn’t the sneakiest crawler around and that you could destroy him with as much as a few minutes of well compiled sentences.
aware that his calculating gaze won’t cease any time soon, you cleared your throat, addressing none other than the oda male himself, “if i may speak—” “yes, you may. i wish to hear what curiosity you have to say.” 
jackpot. so keen on hearing his lucky charm blabber, nobunaga held nothing against the idea of you getting whatever you wanted off your chest, as long as it remained amusing to his so knowledge thirsty mind.
“thank you,” you smiled, proceeding to face hideyoshi who sat across mitsuhide, “hideyoshi,” you called out, a harmless smile on your face, “i see you are eyeing me with unease, but rest assured, i am no harm to lord nobunaga,” you comforted, grin growing wider as you turned your head towards mitsuhide, gazing at the man with confidence from the corner of your eye, “and neither is mitsuhide.”
cue to silence.
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you were walking on thin ice, but you knew how to recover — act dumb ( that’s how mc survived for 13 routes available in JP, 11 in EN, out of 17 possible suitors with an addition of various side characters in the game — stats from april 6, 2021 ).
“after all, you have all been so kind! i don’t know why i am getting a treatment so special as to attend your war council, for anyone would risk their life for the one of lord nobunaga!” suspicious words, but they weren’t suspicious once you’ve topped them off with the doki-doki charm of your oh so feminine energy, your eyes gleaming with the innocence you’ve learned to reenact after having exposed yourself to so much of mc.
“y/n is so kind!” mitsunari sang out, “see? mitsunari, my man, you are the best.”
all hail mitsunari, the eraser of suspicion.
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with that, you were dismissed.
now, get the drum rolls and play their mighty song in the background, for the moment you’ve been waiting for is around the corner! make way for the chaos, make way for the fluster, make way for the utter disbelief and fall of the crown, when all coolness is threatening to yeet.
your statement at the war council has played around with the events of your route, for the butterfly effect was the ever-present thing in the flow of happenings, but despite this river taking on a whole different course, your gut and speckless knowledge of canon and characters provided you with a feeling, awareness that mitsuhide would pay you a visit.
S P O I L E R ⚠️ A L E R T : he did. he paid you a visit. how unexpected. 
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the snake had to slip its tongue out in order to taste the possible danger in the air ( metaphorically, although i am pretty sure we all would want to see mitsuhide sniffing the air like that, you are welcome for that mental image 👁👅👁 ) and as such, mitsuhide was at your door.
“oh, if it isn’t the shady man himself,” you uttered before greeting him with a grin, “hello mitsuhide, how may i help you?” 
mitsuhide, with that infamous smirk of his tugging at the corners of his lips to pull them upwards in the sneaky arch, gazed at your form, as if trying to read from your eyes, “i’ve merely come to ask if you are comfortable.”
“i am very comfortable. are you?”
he blinked, his smile dropping for a moment before it came upon his face once again, “bold question,”
“yeah, i guess so.” you pondered, “well, come on in? i still have some tea here, you can indulge,” you invited, and the male’s familiar teasing voice began to lull through the space, “you should be ca—” “i should be careful when letting a man in my chambers like this? yeah, i should and i am. now, tea is gonna get cold, you want it or not? it would wound me so if you turned me down.”
for the split of a second, mitsuhide was rendered speechless, but he had kept his mask on, deciding to step into your room and take a seat, the amusement still painting his face — or at least trying to. his mocking confidence was like make-up and your unexpected words were make-up removal ( it rlly be that deep 😌 ).
you sat across him, pushing a little plate with sweets over to his side of the table, “here, have some while i pour tea,” you calmly spoke, “they are too sweet for my taste, but i suppose that won’t bother you.”
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a shiver ran down mitsuhide’s spine — did you know of the fact that he lacked the sense of taste? no, couldn’t be. he didn’t even know you, and he doubted that such a word spread over anywhere.
drum roll intensified in the imagined background, before blending into suspenseful music.
mitsuhide watched you, not bothering to spare a glance towards the mentioned sweets. if he had conscience, he would have heard the sweets weep as they yearned for his attention like hardcore fans, begging for the senpai to notice them, but he didn’t — his eyes were on you. 
“you denied being a spy.” he stated, “that’s because i am not a spy,” “that’s exactly what a spy would say.”
the man was testing your patience, and with that, you spoke up,
“would a true spy let you know that they are well aware that you sent your best man, which is kyuubei by the way, to collect information on them instead of letting the man play around with chimaki?”
mitsuhide’s foxy grin™ was still attached to his face, but his eye twitched as he listened to your cool words, gaze dangerously sharp and stern, “or that you are planning to betray nobunaga to shark eyes, which you are actually not planning to do, you just want people to believe that you are the bad guy and especially hideyoshi out of all those people because the poor mother hen would make it all harder for you and you need your act to be on fleek.”
mitsuhide could feel — for the first time in so many years — his palms sweat as the uncomfortable bundle formed in his throat and he swallowed it, smile slowly dropping into but a straight line. his skin was cold, mind racing as silence settled between the two of you. he pondered over the possibilities — did he, perhaps, overlook a certain detail? did he overshare something in front of his vassals? 
he could find no flaw in his behaviour, for his tactics were without a mistake; they lacked a small and insignificant misstep, let alone one big enough to have someone know of his future plans. you were threatening to ruin this man’s whole career.
“who are you?” mitsuhide asked, all humour in his voice gone, no longer wishing to tease you.
“satori, bitch.”
cue to dab.
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thank you for reading! feedback would be appreciated!
— kame
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baebaejooheon · 3 years
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Corpse husband x cottagecore! Reader headcanon
Just a cottagecore esque thing where it’s readers birthday and they throw a big meet up/sleepover thing.
Fem reader just bc. Mentions wearing a dress/skirt
A/N: uhhh leave me alone Ik I have a series in the works that I haven’t written for in months. Leave me alone 😎 not edited pls it’s rlly not good , as well as written at 6 am. Based on a maladaptive daydream I had for like a week straight. I could turn this into a real fic if anyone wants it but like ahaha I can barely write once a year 😌🤚🏻 I will probably reread it and fix it later but as of now you get what you get. I literally just typed this on my phone with no sleep so like 🤗🤪
Originally posted by datchidatchi
A little background, Y/N lives in a medium sized cottage esque house. She has a small garden in her back yard, as well as a free roam fluffy brown cow named dellie, and a big chicken coop. As well as a duck that roams the property and a couple of other animals. As well as a huge flower field a little off the premises. (All of this is infact important.)
It’s Your 23rd birthday, and for this big occasion you decided to invite over all your friends, even those who live outside of the country, to your small home in the middle of nowhere. This would be the meetup that would break the internet.
Many people were invited. The typical among us group:Jack, Felix, Rae, Sykunno, Toast, Poki, and even Corpse who was given the option even tho the likelihood was low given the situation.
A few SMP friends you had made through association were also invited: Karl, Alex, Nick etc.
Many people, lots of fun.
The morning of your birthday, You awoke to many messages and posts for your birthday. Lots of bomb selfies on the feed as well as #HAPPYBDAYY/N trending on Twitter. Along with this, you were greeted with a few texts from your non American friends stating that they arrived safely or that they were checking into the hotel rooms they had booked for the weekend.
When the time came for the party, most of the people had managed to show up. The party was in full swing, everyone had a drink in hand, posting pictures, celebrating being together as well as it being your birthday.
Filling the trending tab on Twitter with so many hashtags
Around 10 pm you got a call from corpse and decided to head upstairs to get some peace and quiet from the loud music in your living room.
Answering the phone the conversation wasn’t anything special, corpse wishing you the fourth happy birthday for that day, as well as asking how everything was going. It was a normal conversation, that was, until his breath hitched and his voice started to quiver as he grew quiet, barely mumbling. Asking what was wrong, corpse went on a small tangent about how he wished he was more confident with his looks, how he wished it wasn’t scary showing his closest friends what he looked like etc. and how he wished he could be there at the party with everyone.
“Corpse I’ve told you 100 times. I understand your situation and it’s ok that you couldn’t show up. I don’t hold it against you, but I didn’t want you to feel left out :))”
“What would you say if I said I just pulled up in an Uber and I’m absolutely terrified of what’s gonna happen?”
Sneaking out of the back door as quickly as possible and running to the front lawn preparing herself. Corpse steps out of the car and You just jump in his arms. like full on koala grip on this man.
Holding his face and just showering him with compliments. Lots of reassurance and sweet nothings.
Heading to the back porch in order to allow him to calm down and prepare. The two end up sitting outside in the dark talking for like 30 minutes.
Finally working up the courage to head inside. You hold his hand the whole time and you see his hands start to shake.
Stepping into the living room, Jack noticing corpse was there, smiling but not saying anything after realizing he’s nervous. Meeting eveyone for the first time really being hard on him. No one else knowing what he looks like so no one really has a reaction
“Look who I found”
“Oh Y/N!! We were wondering where you ran off too. Who’s your friend?”
Corpse just hits them with a “uhh, hi 🤗”
Everyone freaking out as soon as they realize who it is and trying to talk to him.
Phones were put away for most of the night in fear of leaking anything.
You going the extra step to check everyone’s camera rolls (with consent of course) just incase and deleting any photo with any form of corpes face.
A group selfie with just corpse’s hand doing a peace sign
Many drunk escapades
Everyone finding a place to crash for the night. Some staying awake on their phones, some heading to hotels, some alresdy passed out for the night.
You check in on corpse before you head to bed, knowing today was a lot for him.
“Surprisingly? One of the best nights I’ve had in awhile :))”
Heading off to bed.
6 am rolls around and ms Y/N is up at the crack of dawn to do morning chores for the small farm.
Cute hobbit esque dress. Brown skirt, off the shoulder white flowy shirt tucked in, white frilly apron, brown corset belt Etc. you know the fit
Walking down the stairs, you see corpse on his phone in the dark sitting at her dining room table. Everyone was still asleep and it seemed like corpse hadn’t even slept a wink. You know, his insomnia and all.
“What are you doing awake? It’s only 6 am and you partied pretty hard last night?”
“Farm life doesn’t stop for a hangover, but I could ask you the same thing mister :) come on you can help me out”
Corpse is 100% not dressed to do anything outside, especially not any farm work.
Tells him to wait on the back porch while she gathers some stuff from the house. coming out with a messenger bag as well as a basket and a blanket.
Sets everything down and continues to feed the animals with corpse, asking him to grab the big bucket of feed. showing him the ropes, filling up everyone’s water dishes. Collecting eggs etc.
Corpse just watching you with a smile on his face. Your just talking to all your animals, yelling at fiesty hens for pecking at your legs and/or talking to Gerald the duck for getting in the way.
Corpse lowkey obsessed with dellie the cow. Pets her and coos for like 5 minutes straight.
When they finish the sun is barely rising everything still looks like a silhouette from far enough away. putting what needs to go inside away, and then grabbing the messenger bag off the porch.
Dragging corpse to the flower field just down the hill at the edge of the property.
Laying out the blanket and sitting just talking for hours.
You plays music from your phone through a small speaker, dancing around and twirling, lost in your own world.
Corpse’s Instagram story is just full of videos and pictures of you in the sunrise, small captions like happy birthweek to the most amazing person Ik. Or damn who knew farm girl had moves.
Literally 30+ story posts at 7 am.
Corpse takes a picture of you making a flower crown. Shadows cast across your skin, the small bit of sunrise light casting a soft golden glow. The field of flowers all around. Literally goddess worthy.
Fans going crazy reposting the pictures, spamming Twitter etc.
His camera roll is FULL of pictures of her.
Giving corpse A flower crown full of an array of wild flowers
Dancing together. Just twirling and laughing.
City boy corpse loving the farm life
Secretly of course
Relaxing and just sitting with eachother as it slowly reaches 10 am.
“Uh, thanks for this morning, I had a lot of fun.” A small sleepy smile on his face. The flower crown crooked on his messy curls as he just stares into your eyes.
You both end up leaning in for a kiss bumping noses as you gently pull away
Definitely the best birthday gift you could have asked for
Heading back inside to see how everyone’s doing.
Rae being one of the few awake asking where the two of you had been seeing it was already around noon
“Those of us awake took it upon ourselves to raid your kitchen sorry not sorry”
Corpse getting sleepy wanting to take a nap seeing as it was noon and he was running on little to no sleep.
You let him rest in your bed as you occupy everyone downstairs
Everyone leaving around 3 pm, corpse is still asleep so you go outside to check on all the animals once again.
Letting Gerald in the house bc he’s being a pain in the ass.
When you come into the house you see corpse coming down the stairs rubbing his eyes and streatching. His shirt twisted and raising slightly, the jewelry and chains he was wearing now gone.
Giving him a good “morning” kiss.
The day is filled with you cooking for him. Making fun of his foil troubles, watching movies, laughing and overall joking.
Spending the rest of the night cuddling together and making the most of the time you had together.
Making things between you official
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When you post about eachother to tell the fans that the two of you have been dating for like 6 months the captions are wild.
Corpse is like “ugh look at my gorgeous girlfriend, so pretty, so nice and kind, the most amazing person ever” just full on simp. The pictures he uses are from the morning after your birthday.
Your picture is just you guys holding hands. His usual chains and jewelry. Caption just “eww a city boy 🤮, gotta take all the love I can get tho”
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mikuyuuss · 3 years
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Kimetsu no Yaiba Character Designs: of Kny Girls, Thoughts and Breakdown
I’m just a huge nerd when it comes to character designs, and I think Kimetsu no Yaiba has did rlly well on that. I especially like how artistic and varied the designs of the female characters are. So here, I'm going to talk about their visuals, as well as my own thoughts on it as an artist!
So here is my take on the characters designs of kny girls! Given some of my knowledge as a design student who took a short course on character design, I wanna talk abt my thoughts in the design, how it relates to the character of the girls, and what I like and don’t like about it. Keep in mind that this is for fun, and I might also express my personal thoughts on their style and aesthetics, bc I like to think I have some semblance of fashion sense (lol), and also bc I believe style and aesthetics also connect to character design in one way or another.
Sooo let’s start w Nezuko!
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-Cute, wild, but also modified to be more practical (given her circumstances), those are the first two things that come to mind.
-I love the whole black and pink and red color scheme
-I like how her outfit is really just a simple kimono, but the slight modifications on her outfit make it visually interesting. It really shows her transition from a regular human to a demon girl. The little details, like how her skirt more open, to free up her legs for battle, considering how a kimono skirt has a restraining vibe to it.
-her hair gradient is symbolic visual of her human and demon side, how she tethers between the two.
-Her hair creates a wavy-ish silhouette, which expresses her dangerous/erratic side as a demon, Silhouettes are very important in character design, and can tell a lot about the personality of the characters. The red gradient shows her hidden fiery side (and her relation to the hinokami kagura), and obviously, the focus on her design, which is the bamboo on her mouth, all of which shows that she’s dangerous
-but despite this, there are cute details on her outfit which creates a contrast, like the ribbons on her hair, and the shape of her footwear, which is round and chunky. I think it provides a nice visual contrast to the fact that she is also dangerous and would kick your ass. The fact that her kimono is baby pink makes me feel that I want to take care of her.
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-The leaf pattern on her kimono is a Hemp Leaf (Asanoha). It is frequently associated with growth and child health, this could possibly symbolize her caring and nurturing personality, especially towards her younger siblings. (aw)
-Or, it could be a symbolism of the growth of her own demon abilities
-The only thing that bothers me personally is that she doesn’t look like she has taken a bath, or changed out of those clothes in YEARS.
Kanao
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I like the lace boots, and the white and pink color scheme that makes the pink pop more
-A very simple and subtle design, the silhouette is pretty basic, but her side ponytail does make it recognizable
-Personally, it also looks a little plain for my liking, but I think it does make sense for her character. Since Kanao has always had trouble expressing herself, it does make sense how it could reflect on her clothing choices (now I feel sad thinking about this) but still, a few adjustments would surely improve her overall look.
-I do like the subtle bits of asymmetry on her design though, like her side ponytail and the ribbon on her cape and sword. Asymmetry is something that is highly encouraged in character design, and its the most obvious in Kanao’s getup. Generally I do feel that kny could use some more asymmetry for its other characters.
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-From her outfit, she seems like the younger sibling that wears hand me downs, because her hair pin once belonged to Kanae, and the design of her sword, which is flower breathing, was the technique Kanae once used.
-I prefer the sword design of the manga version more. The color scheme matches her hairpin, and the color of the flowers matches her eyes, when she uses her scarlet spider eyes technique.
-The cloak is fastened by a flower knot! (cute!) making it ever consistent with her flower breathing theme.
-I do wish there could be a bit more going on with her cloak though. It looks very under designed, maybe there could be a subtle pink gradient, or a more unique "flower-like" cloak, to show her connection to Kanae, just anything to not make her cloak look like a towel because its too flat. It would also be nice if they would continue that same pattern on her lace boots, make her overall look more consistent.
Shinobu
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-ara ara
-This is peak design, easily a 12/10. It’s one of my personal favorites alongside Mitsuri. I love her flowy and elegant style, and how she embodies the butterfly aesthetic. What her design really did well is the repetition of patterns, all the little details on her are all related to butterflies. BUTTERFLIES! what more can I say, down to her hair pin, and haori and even her leg wraps, all the patterns, are consistent all throughout. Not many people can pull of her outfit the way she does, sadly, bc of how bulky it can look at times
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-In the manga, her eyes have crisscross patterns that resemble an insect, befitting on an insect pillar. I’m disappointed that the anime removed that.
-The silhouette of her haori, especially when she’s gliding, feels very agile and delicate, which also reflects on her fighting style, which is less on brute strength, and more on precision, It also reflects on her sword design, which is thin and needle like. The size of the haori emphasizes how petite she is.
-her color scheme is a bit more on the subtle side, You gotta look past the details to appreciate the gradient on her haori, and the like. I also like that her hair is tied neatly, bc it puts more emphasis on her butterfly clip and haori
-The butterfly motif in general, represents, resurrection, endurance, hope and life. This shows through Shinobu’s own perseverance despite her disadvantage in her strength as a swordsman, and also the general fleetingness of her life. (sad in hindsight)
-also on the matter of butterflies, I was told that some butterflies are toxic, which suits her duality with medicine and poisons, reflecting her design motif. It really shows the dual nature of her character.
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-Her sword design kind of looks like insect wings too now that I think about it.
-If I do have one critic, it is that her hair gradient looks a bit dull, and her butterfly clips colors also ( idk, blue and purple is kind of a boring scheme) maybe the colors of the hair pin could the same as the haori, so that it would look more consistent. The colors of her sword also doesn’t pop as much I would have liked it to.
Mitsuri
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-WATERMELON QUEEN!
-Also one of my personal favorites! I love her style, reminds me of an art student (which she is, in kimegakuen!). Aside from that, she reminds me of a Shoujo heroine, which brings me nostalgia of my pink and magical girl phase, until society told me that being girly girl sucks and I needs to "mature" so I have to hide what I like.
-But hey, Mitsuri’s character is all about going against those expectations imposed upon her, and it shows in her appearance, which is why her design is well thought of, not to mention inspiring too! (I had the opportunity to cosplay her once, and it felt great)
-I initially hated that cleavage window but now, I do see how it completes the look. The shape of her braids creates this rounded shape, which expresses her sweet personality. The fact that her braids are so exaggeratedly big is  done on purpose, it is to emphasize the silhouette. In character design, some proportions are made bigger and smaller on purpose for this exact reason. The curvy silhouette is further emphasized when her whip-like blade is out. Curves are associated with emotions which indicates, how Mitsuri is someone motivated by her emotions.
-The design really did well in terms of visual continuity, the gradient of her long braids just leads you down to her cleavage (lol) and her sword handle, which has little hearts on it! Did I mention her braids itself looks like hearts too, really befitting of a love pillar, and shows are quirky she is! 
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-Extending past her braids are her stockings. The stripes and the continuity of her color scheme, elongates and puts emphasis on her legs, which makes sense cuz her fighting style has lots of legwork!. The little ribbons on her ankles are a cute detail too. It is a simple yet striking design, and sometimes you got to look past her color scheme to really appreciate the details in it.
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-The design of her sword guard is a four leaf clover (Katabami Leaf), this symbolizes luck, hope, and love, which also relates to Mitsuri’s love for many things. It could also be a reference to the crest of the Katabami clan, a clan that created its own form of martial arts, similar to how she created the Breath of Love. It represents how Mitsuri turn her feelings of love into a weapon that she can use to help others.
-Gotoge also did well with the pink and green. Complimentary color scheme can be a hit or miss depending on how you apply it, put too much and its going to look painful, but with Mitsuri, Gotoge was aware to make her uniform and haori plain, so as it balance out her colors and make the focus of her design (hair, sword and stockings, pop out more)
-I think the adding white to her color scheme is cute, bc it adds to Mitsuri's food related motifs, not only does her hair represent the sakura mochis that she ate, but she also embodies the colors of hanami dango! One of her fav foods! 🍡
-But still, I wish the Haori could have a bit more design. It was apparently suppose to be Rengoku’s keepsake, but it felt like an afterthought because it lacked interesting visual. Maybe if the haori has a bit more subtle design to it, it would be better, like some texture, or perhaps play around with its shape, just like with rengokus haori (so they can match)
-Also, while I do love her hair, I think it would be better if there's a bit of yellow between her hair gradient for a smoother visual transition!
-Overall still a great design, 9/10, her cute and quirky outfit, shows how unique, sweet, romantic, and artistic she is.
Overall
Though I did have some personal opinions about the styles and aesthetics, the fact that their appearance tells a lot about their character really shows how good the character designs are. I think Gotouge really nailed it, down to the motifs, details, and the silhouette of each of these girls!
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vancyschmancy · 3 years
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designing humanoid nomicon doodle dump walkthrough ramble babey
im not 100% happy w the look in any of these concepts but the little ideas in each are nice enough that i can figure out how to incorporate some into the final design, plus i spent a hot second drawing each to not at least show them.
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this first one is to play w the concept of how the nomicon doodles can manifest onto its humanoid form (samurai mask, proportion lines of its body showing through no matter how dark the clothes or environment are as if it was a living sketch, etc.). im certain that this design has ink-blotted skin like under the face to emulate the ninja mask (as seen way better in this piece!) and on the hands to forearms. i also realllyyyy like the norisu nine fading hair swirls but its been jacking up the design’s overall silhouette in some concept attempts so i might not do that since it makes the character shape so choppy.
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you can see that this nomicon isn’t that much taller than our quite stunningly rendered ninja for reference, but you’ll see very soon that that wasn’t a concept that could stay for long lol
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body/clothing concept that this design is just the nomicon manifesting its energy in physical form (its pretty much fanon that the nomicon is the soul of a teenage norisu and as much as i adore the human-turned-book fanon, i rlly liked the existentialism of a book-turned-human and the question if it’s capable of sentimentality) with the actual book acting like a heart in the chest; the human form’s core. but because the ninjanomicon is already a pretty big book, it being only the core means the bipedal form would be scaled wayy up to make the book chest proportional. i headcannon randy to be around 5’8 so I think this design is like 7’6 in order for the scale to be accurate. big book indeed! also hair as traditional japanese ink brushstrokes like the book paintings randy shloomps in, bc ink hair pretty.
when concepting the high collar i was going for a stiff material that was very exaggeratedly tall and geometric, as i was thinking more of an unconventional avant-garde texture of clothing rather than a soft fabric cape/cowl, same with the geometric asymmetrical skirt i worked in later. the stiff avant-grade style would be similar to these:
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not saying that the ninjanomicon would be the most fashion-forward icon lol but it was just that most designs were already based off the kimono or a martial arts uniform, so i wanted to play around w something different. I felt the angles would reflect the shape of the book and the stiff+uncomfortable angles allude to that the nomicon is very strict and still inhuman in this form. a lot of this design is meant to be a book-turned-human, not the other way around. the ink blot skin, unnaturally tall stature, and fading or paintbrush hair were all elements to have this nomicon give off an ‘not-quite there to human’ incomprehensible wisdom and whatnot vibe.
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last body/clothing concept for now! overall i found my body ideas so far to have wayy too much visual clutter bc i always viewed the ninjanomicon to have a very minimalistic cover, so i want to translate that canon design better in the next tries. the only part im absolutely happy w is the face design, so don’t look at this fail compilation and go look at this again. but i still wanna show this last piece too bc SMALL NINJABOY. A CHILD. try ignoring all the nomicon’s lessons now, dork
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zazujoy · 3 years
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Wait do u still have the sky cotl rant I sent you because I have more to say but I don't want to repeat myself
OK SO it's this game where u fly around and collect spirits and its open world and rlly rlly pretty and the soundtracks amazing and so are all the sound effects and sometimes it involves some grinding for stuff but a lot of the time I go with a friend or 2 and then it can be rlly fun and even if you go on ur own its fun bc everything is so nice to look at and a lot of the game is based around like. Getting cosmetics and emotes and making friends which some people don't like because it doesn't really have an "end goal" as such and it sounds bad but some of the appeal for the game comes from the out of bounds areas? 
Because there's a lot of them and they're so so pretty and there's these things called seasons which last abt a month and have a week or 2 in between and they're like events and you can get exclusive cosmetics/emotes and the spirits you get those from do leave when a season ends but they can come back as travelling spirits which have the same things the seasonal spirits did but at much higher prices (because some of the stuff you can get from them was only available for people with season pass (which you pay for but don't need) when it was their season, so they had to make it fairer to the paying players) and there's not really an overall story? 
There's fan lore and stuff but! There's a new season coming after the one there is now and its going to be season of prophecy and the people who made the game say it'll have lore in it like we want and the promotional stuff looks SO COOL and I'm so excited for it and there's so much amazing fanart and stuff and there are instruments you can get and play music on and they take a while to understand and I don't rlly get them but I've seen people use them really really well and I aspire to do that and! It's not really a game thing but a big theme in the game is light (as in the currency is candles and you start to die if u lose light and you burn darkness plants and the only way to see anything abt another player besides a default grey silhouette is to light each others candles and you use candles to make friends and level up friendships and light candles to show important info and idk??? I just think that's rlly cool?? There's more but its spoilers so I can't tell you but in conclusion sky good pls get it
^^^^ That’s what you sent me the first time and reading it again has made me SUPER interested so maybe this time I will actually go get the game (I’m bad at getting into new things AND I’m not usually that into video games but it sounds so so cool so maybe for once I actually will)
Anyway if you want to elaborate on any of that stuff I am all ears
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beanie-on-a-string · 4 years
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Finally - Modern AU! Dark Crystal AOR
Hey! So, a few months ago, I posted a Dark Crystal AOR Modern AU post, and someone sent in this ask:
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And a few months later, here I am. With the fic. Idea by @canadachild9​
If you want, you can read my Dark Crystal Modern AU post first for context HERE
“Gurjin, that’s a terrible idea.”
“Aw, come on!” Gurjin rolled over from his sprawl on Brea’s couch, moving into a sitting position and leaning in closer to Brea, who was sitting on the floor in front of him. “We’ve tried everything else.”
Brea scrunched her face up a little. “I still don’t know. Maybe it’s –“
“What’s going on in here?” Tavra poked her head into the living room. “I heard… how shall we say… heated conversation.”
Brea turned to face her sister. “Hello Tavra. What, no Onica this time?”
“Oh no, she’s in the kitchen.” Tavra gestured to the doorway. “She’s cleansing her crystals. Anyway,” she said, smirking, “I didn’t forget the reason I came in here. What’s going on?”
“Gurjin wants to put Rian and Deet on a boat together,” Brea replied. “He thinks that they’re going to confess their love for each other or something.” Just as she said this, Lore, the family pumi, shuffled into the room and curled up into Brea’s lap
Tavra laughed lightly at Lore, then looked back at Gurjin. “You’ve been watching too much Disney lately.”
Gurjin huffed and sprang into a standing position. “We’ve been trying to get these two idiots together for – what, a year now? – but they’re both so dense that they refuse to believe they’re liked back. It’s literal torture, you know. I’m always telling him that Deet very clearly likes him, but then he’s all,” Gurjin’s voice shifted into a mopey impression of Rian, “ ‘Oh no, I don’t know, Gurjin. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t.’ It’s so stupid I could cry. Neither of them have made anything even close to a move yet, and anytime we try, they undermine themselves.”
“You have got a point there,” Tavra murmured. Brea emitted a little cry of betrayal as her sister said this. “I mean, whenever I’m around them, I want to kick myself. And trust me, I have come close to actually doing it.”
Brea huffed. “Usually I’m up for these ideas, but this sounds like the equivalent of locking them in a closet, you know?”
“It’s not really like that, Brea,” Gurjin insisted. “A closet has… implications. But a boat? If it goes wrong – and let’s damn hope that it doesn’t – they could just have a conversation or something. And if they don’t like it, they could always swim back to shore.” That last remark earned him a slight dirty look from his friend.
After a moment of thought, Brea spoke up again. “I’m still not convinced. Too many things could go wrong.”
Gurjin pulled at his bun and inhaled. “Okay. Brea. If you don’t do this with me, I will make sure that you find a pigeon in every room in this house.”
Brea’s eyes widened, whispering a soft “no,” as Tavra doubled over.
*
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Brea scowled as they stood at the line where the dock met the grass, watching Rian’s silhouette approach them. “Correction – I can’t believe you dragged me into this.”
“Look, it’s nice to drag someone into something instead of being the one dragged into everything for a change,” Gurjin shrugged. Brea shouldered him lightly with a soft “you’re lucky we’re friends.”
“Hey guys!” Rian jogged to them, pulling Gurjin and then Brea into quick hugs, then casually placed his elbow on Gurjin’s shoulder.
“Hi Rian,” Brea giggled as Rian softly poked Gurjin’s bun, the mass of hair slouching to one side.
“Give me a break, why don’t you?” Gurjin lightly bumped his friend off of his shoulder as Rian gave an exaggerated huff. Gurjin rolled his eyes but smiled as he took his hair down to fix it. “Now all we need to do is wait for Deet. Right?”
“Deet?” Rian’s eyes widened. “Deet’s coming?”
“You didn’t know?” Brea asked. “I thought we’d told you.” She turned to Gurjin. “I thought you’d told him!” She hissed quietly.
“I must have forgotten,” Gurjin whispered back. “Sorry. I had to help Naia prepare for a trip, and it completely slipped my mind.”
Brea shook her head a little. “It’s fine. Sorry.” She turned back to Rian, who was quietly waiting, fingers absentmindedly lacing through his necklace.
“So. Deet.” Rian laughed a little nervously. He brushed his bangs out of his face. “Yeah.”
Gurjin resisted the urge to facepalm. “I forgot to tell you about it earlier. She got pretty excited about observing all the plant life out here. She also got pretty excited when she heard you would be coming.” His delivery was one of someone who had gone through all the possible options and was now on his last leg.
“Oh?” Rian’s eyes lit up slightly. “Well –“
“I’m sorry I’m late!” Rian’s gaze snapped over to the girl racing towards them, cheeks flushed from running. She stopped, chest heaving, by Rian, who was staring at her with a wide-eyed mixture of fondness and nervousness. She turned to him and uttered a ‘hello’ with a small smile, and the two observers could swear Rian melted.
“Hello, Deet,” Rian softly said back, all confidence replaced by a flustered air that he never had around anyone else.
“Now that we’re all here,” Brea said, causing Rian and Deet to jump, “we should probably get to the boats.” She approached the rental booth, beckoning to Gurjin, who followed behind, leaving Rian and Deet alone together. For a moment, they did nothing, simply looking at the grass, then each other, then back at the grass again. Finally, Rian spoke up.
“You’ve got a – you’ve, uh –” Fumbling on his words, Rian decided to just pick the leaf out of her hair himself.
“Oh!” Deet’s hand flew up to the spot where Rian had touched it. “Thank you! Are – are there more?”
“I don’t see any more,” Rian said. “Wait, hold on.” He moved closer to her, turning to peek at the back of her head. “Yep, no more.” He pulled back, then frowned. “Deet, you alright?”
Deet furrowed her brows in confusion before realizing that she was holding her breath. She exhaled. “Yes. Thanks, Rian.” She smiled.
He smiled back, pink coloring his cheeks, and was about to say something else when Brea and Gurjin returned, life vests draped over their arms.
“So,” Brea said, clapping her hands together. “We got two boats, each one holding two people.”
“Brea and I are going to take one,” Gurjin said, “and you two can take the other.”
“…Us?” Rian asked after a beat, pointing to him and Deet.
Gurjin gave an exasperated sigh. “Who else? Now let’s get these on.” He threw a life jacket to Rian, who was too busy gazing at Deet to catch it. Deet giggled at the vest lying limp on the grass as she put hers (which Brea had simply handed to her) on. Flustered again, Rian made haste in acting like nothing happened and putting on his vest.
Soon enough, the two boats were on the water. While Gurjin and Brea were comfortably chatting (and sneaking glances at the other boat), Rian and Deet sat on opposite sides of the small rowboat, doing everything they could to keep their feet from touching (and sneaking glances at each other).
Rian cleared his throat. “Deet.”
Deet looked up. “Rian?”
Rian looked up at the sound of his name, surprised for some reason that Deet actually responded. “Oh. Yes. Um, lovely day, isn’t it?”
She giggled, her large black eyes glittering. “Oh yes, absolutely! It’s absolutely beautiful. Everything looks so alive.”
He nodded. “Yeah, I can see what you mean. How’s Fizzgig?”
“He’s alright,” she replied, referring to her pet dog who seemed more like a pompom with teeth than an actual canine. “He’s been a little more feisty than usual these past few days, but otherwise, he’s okay.” She grimaced. “I bet Hup’s got quite a few bandages on his fingers.”
Rian clucked his tongue, shaking his head a little. Hup was a boy who lived a couple houses away from Deet. He had big dreams of becoming a knight and was never seen without his trusty sword in hand. (It was actually a large wooden spoon, but everyone chose not to say anything about it.) He was often seen fighting dragons (Fizzgig) and saving a damsel in distress (often Deet, or a halfway enthusiastic Brea).
“I wonder what Brea and Gurjin are up to,” Rian mused. Deet followed his hand as he ran his fingers through his bangs to keep them out of his eyes, then squinted through the sunlight to watch the other boat. Turns out, the other boat was watching them, and Deet laughed as the other two waved to them.
“They can be so strange,” she giggled as she leaned cautiously to observe a particularly large lily pad. As she did this, Gurjin started waving frantically to Rian. Rian furrowed his brows, mouthing a “What?” Gurjin mouthed something, and Rian grimaced, circling his pointer finger in an ‘again’ motion. Gurjin mouthed again, and this time Rian understood.
Tell her.
Ah. So that’s what this was. Rian ran his hands through his hair again, this time in slight annoyance, as he pulled his phone out.
You: Really?
You: Did you set us up?
Gurjin is typing…
Gurjin: maybe
You: DUDE.
Gurjin: I’m sorry I’m just rlly rlly tired of watching you two making goo goo eyes at each other
Rian rolled his eyes.
You: We don’t make goo goo eyes. Please
Gurjin: yes u do
You: Shut up
Gurjin: tell her and I will
“Rian? Is everything alright?” Rian’s head snapped up, and his eyes softened immediately at the sight of Deet, hand just touching the surface of the water with a small, concerned frown.
“Yes, it’s all good,” Rian replied as he tucked his phone away.
“I was wondering... may I braid your hair? I mean, there’s not much to do on this boat, and –“
“Of course, Deet,” he said, already turning so that his back was to her. “Shall I scoot back, or…”
“No, no, I’m on it,” she said, the boat creaking quietly when it shifted under her weight. Rian could feel her breath on his neck as she gathered his hair up and gently tugged it away from his neck.
“I can never believe how long your hair is,” Deet murmured as she combed her fingers through his hair. Shutting his eyes at the sensation, he leaned into her touch.
“It’s beautiful,” she continued as she sectioned his hair into parts. “My hair could never be this soft. It’s like it’s made of silk.” She made to brush away a wisp that had fallen away from a section, but her hand caught the necklace instead.
“Nngh,” Rian’s eyes fluttered open and he winced as the necklace began to grow tight against his neck. “Deet…”
“Hm?” She felt a tug against her finger and saw the necklace wrapped around it. Then she saw Rian. “Holy Thra!” She twisted her finger, and the necklace fell back onto Rian’s neck. She could hear him suck in a breath. “Rian, I’m sorry-“
“No, it’s alright,” Rian quickly waved his hand.
“Should I stop?”
“No! No, please continue.”
“Alright then,” she said as she adjusted again, picking up the sections. After some braiding, she spoke up again. “I’ve never asked about your necklace.”
“Oh.” Rian’s voice was deeper, more relaxed. Deet could feel the blush growing on her cheeks at the sound of it. “It was a gift from Mira. She left before you moved here. A year before, maybe.”
“That’s lovely. What’s the bottle in the front?”
“Ah. The vial.” She could hear the smile in his voice. “A few years back, Mira and I… we used to date.”
Deet blinked. “You did?”
“…yeah, we did. We eventually broke up. Well, obviously,” he said, the smile back in his voice. “but it was on good terms. When she was about to leave, she gave me this. She made it herself. The vial was… something of an inside joke that’s kind of a long story to tell – don’t worry, I’ll tell you eventually – and something to remember her by. Oh, and it glows in the dark.”
She laughed. “I like glow in the dark things.”
“I know you do.” His words were interlaced with a chuckle.
“Okay – done.” She leaned back a little to admire the French braid in his hair, smiling at the streaks of blue peeking through the brown.
“Can I see?”
“ ‘Course you can! It’s your hair, after all,” she said as she pulled out her phone. Leaning back just a little bit more to get the right angle, she snapped a picture. “Here.”
Deet leaned back in to show Rian, and he twisted to look.
“It’s amazing,” he breathed, sounding as awed as the first time she had braided his hair.
“Thank you,” she whispered back. Rian was suddenly aware of how close they were, and that their hands were touching, and-
“I like you.” The words tumbled out of his mouth, and he couldn’t catch them in time. Deet froze.
“What?” Her voice was quiet, shaking. He slowly looked up at her. Her large eyes were on him, wide and surprised.
He inhaled. “I like you, Deet. A lot. It may even be more than a lot. And I understand if you don’t feel the same way –”
“Are you crazy?”
Damn it, Rian, he cursed himself. You were an idiot to think she’d ever return your feelings. He looked back down, shoulders beginning to sag.
“Of course I like you.”
What? “You- you-” He looked at her again and nearly melted. Her eyes were soft, and she was beaming. “I thought you didn’t –”
“I thought you didn’t!” Deet began to laugh, which caused Rian to do the same. Soon, the two were laughing so hard the boat began to sway dramatically, and the laughter died down as the gripped the edges of the boat to keep from capsizing. Rian met Deet’s eyes, a silly grin wide on his face.
After some time, she spoke up. “I would really like to kiss you right now.” She blinked, her eyes wide. “Sweet Mother Aughra, did I just say that out loud?”
Rian chuckled, scooting closer to her. “Yes, you did. And I would just like to say that… I wholeheartedly accept your offer.”
“Oh, good, ‘cause I-” She wasn’t able to finish the sentence before Rian had brushed his lips against hers.
“Sorry for interrupting,” Rian muttered, face impossibly close to hers. His voice was low again, but heavy this time. Deet was sure she was blushing furiously.
“It doesn’t matter,” she muttered back. She saw his eyes flick down to her lips, then back up to her.
“Can I kiss you again?” He asked quietly.
Deet answered by closing the distance between them. She could feel Rian’s arms wrap around her back, gently pulling her closer. She slowly moved her hand to rest on the back of his neck, her fingers lightly tangled in the wisps of hair too small to stay in the braid. She tried to soak up the moment as best she could. She wanted it to last forever.
“FINALLY!”
Deet and Rian jumped back in surprise, Deet emitting a little yell of shock. Gurjin was close to standing, Brea attempting (and failing) to tug him back down as her laughter resounded across the area.
“I’ve been waiting for goddamn ages. Ages!”
Deet turned her head slightly to Rian, her eyes meeting his. She raised a brow, clearly amused. “Rian, how long exactly have you liked me?”
“Uh…” he ran his hands through his bangs. “Around since you moved here, if I’m being honest.”
“Oh?” Two years? Deet began to giggle. “Two years? Rian, I- I-” she couldn’t find the words, so she settled on pulling him close again and pressing her lips to his.
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trvelyans-archive · 4 years
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okay well i’ve been thinking about wayhaven celandine all day so here’s a fact dump (under the cut because it’s Long):
religiously does her nails - she used to bite them down to the nub when she was a kid and had a tendency to pick at her hangnails until she was bleeding, so the only thing that stops her from doing that when she’s worried/stressed is by wearing nail polish/acrylics
online shops Way more than she should and spends too too too much money on her clothes. she wants to feel sexy and badass All The Time and intimidate people by feeling sexy and badass. lots of very very simple and understated tops but with sharp angles/silhouettes 
on the other hand, has a very minimalist house - she doesn’t have very many decorations or anything.... personal, really ? she has some fake plants to Liven the place up so it doesn’t look like an ikea set but besides that not much - pretty standard furniture, coasters, etc
was in the debate club in high school and fucking Rocked it. was 100% the top debater and the only time she ever really partied in high school was debate trips. she also played lady m*cbeth in 12th grade and like. was really good at acting ? briefly considered a career in it but wanted to do something more “respectable” (i say as a theatre major slkfjsdl)
she kept to herself in high school a lot besides that, and didn’t really get along with her teachers bc if they messed something up or said something dumb she Would Debate Them, yes she Is that type of person, yes it Does come from childhood trauma of her mother not being around and therefore celandine not respecting authority very much,
met bobby bc he was assistant stage manager for the show where she played lady m*cbeth lol !!! tbh she didn’t really care too much about bobby - sure, they dated for 3 years but she never really loved him, and it was never too serious of a relationship, they just went on dates and had sex a lot but didn’t really take it seriously or fully commit to each other
then, when he steals her essay or whatever it is and she finds out, she dumps his ass and doesn’t regret it for a second, mainly bc she feels embarrassed and angry that he got the better of her and somehow did that ? like stole her whole ass paper ? but also he’s crusty so she doesn’t really care besides that !!! she starts going on dates again right away so it doesn’t really matter, in fact bobby probably got the worst deal
keeps her dad’s wedding ring on her bedside table in a little ashtray. sometimes, when she’s INCREDIBLY sad or feels really lonely, she likes to hold it in her hand and talk to him. she doesn’t remember her dad, like, at all, but the only thing she ever wanted was for him to be alive so she wasn’t so lonely and didn’t grow up relying on only herself for so long
she’s really polite when someone needs her to be nice to them- she always thought that, if her dad helped protect people and took care of them, that she should when given the opportunity to make him proud. besides that, though, she isn’t at all friendly and can easily hint to someone that they should gtfo when she wants to be left alone - she just doesn’t really care about anyone else’s opinion of her really, she grew up so independent that herself is the only person she’s felt like she can rely on. tends to act polite anyway, if a little stiffly, because a lot of the time there’s no need to bitch someone out, but when she needs to... oh boy does she deliver
she likes tina and verda well enough, and tina is just generally hard to hate, even for someone like celandine. they’re pretty close and have had a couple of girls nights with wine and like. face masks and nail polish painting, but don’t do it very often because celandine doesn’t really want to do it very often slkfjslsdfk. having fun with people and getting close to people makes her second-guess every conversation she’s had with anyone ever and every person she’s pushed away so. it’s not good to dwell on it
she’s babysat for verda a couple of times and is actually decent with kids and is pretty good at Pranking them into eating their veggies and telling them exciting bedtime stories with voices and everything. she doesn’t do it anymore for a few reasons tho, mainly just that she doesn’t have the time
she is terrified of commitment because she just doesn’t have a lot of grace when it comes to relationships and feels like she is inevitably going to say something wrong or mean (not that she would, because like i said, when someone needs her to Not be mean, she isn’t mean) or she’s going to die/get busy and leave them feeling like she’s felt her entirely life and she’s had a very sad and lonely life so she wouldn’t wish that on anyone
that being said, once her and adam get together at Some point during the series, she just has. the absolute WORST baby fever. now that she is committed and has a future with someone - guaranteed bc no matter what happens her and adam will always stay together - she can not only be a better mom than rebecca ever was, but also she just wants to be the best mom in the world. she would be ! her kid would be so stylish and also would feel so loved and respected and cherished and she would kick the ass of any bully or teacher who tried to fuck with them !!! and she would be so good at bedtime stories and playing with her kid !!!
okay, so, now that the Fun facts are out of the way, onto her very obvious flaws: mean, likes to feel better than anyone, terrible spender (like terrible, i’m serious when i say she spends probably 40% of her work paycheck on clothes), absolutely so stubborn, gets really mad and belligerent when she’s proven wrong or loses at board games, no sense of artistry and is good at no artistic things besides acting lol LKSDJFLDS, stans Shakespeare and reads his books for fun, finds looking thru ikea catalogues and furniture catalogues relaxing, showers every day, has a 1 hour bedtime routine, and, on the other end of that, she cannot be roused out of bed if she doesn’t want to be !!! 
but she has good qualities too !!! she’s not Evil, she’s just mean, so she does have a good heart and DOESN’T like when people are cruel and hurt other people on purpose (something she very rarely does unless someone is rlly pissing her off), will do work for you if you need her to (her love languages are words of affirmation and acts of service), and if you’re close friends and once she’s let down her guard a bit throughout the series, she WILL be really fun at parties bc she is very witty, she is very supportive of you and yet will be honest if you need her to be, and she really will be super loyal to you for a long time - she’s scared of commitment but, when faced with the need to commit, she will do it !!!
also she’s a master couponer so if you’re her friend FUCK buying things full price, she’ll find you the best goddamn deal in the world !!!
her and adam’s date night ideas are: 1 - sparring together ! 2 - playing board games together that ends with the winner giving the loser consolation smooches until they feel like a winner too :) 3 - reading shakespeare together :) 4 - going on walks !!! 5 - doing work together and distracting the other with an occasional smoomch or a Loving Declaration before handing them the pen they asked for !!! 6 - drinking red wine and celandine asking adam for Juicy Historical Gossip ;3 7- sleeping !!! celandine isn’t grumpy if she wakes up to hot man smooches
okay that’s all i got thanks for reading okay bye
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zitkaplushie · 4 years
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this one's 48 pages long so it gets it's own post as well, hopefully i can do a bunch in one go after this, provided i don't talk too much!
batman: day of judgement thoughts:
-it's nice to have the chance to read a comic about tim, dick, and babs that isn't written by dixon so i'm excited to read this.
-this dude is walking out of the water with cement blocks around his feet, and the summary says undead gangsters so i'm expecting zombies/undead people again -_- why are we doing zombies??? what is the reason?? whyyyy??
-i like babs' oracle head statue, and the little batman plushie/doll
-why the FUCK is batman leaving nml??? like have we not just spent 71 issues talking about how much batman cares about his city and how he needs to protect it and now he's leaving?!?!? beatty you couldn't just come up with another reason for bruce not to be involved? smh
-i LOVE every time babs and bruce interact, i really love their dynamic, so i'm loving these pages. i just live for their interactions bc they're so interesting and complex and ahhh
-how tf did that gangster dude kill that other guy so quickly/easily?
-dick has long hair now apparently, because screw continuity
-dick's batman impression is so funny fhkdsj and i love his sibling banter with tim
-what the FUCK is this gargoyle???? so creepy
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- ..... what if it's all hallucinations because of scarecrow's fear toxin? i have no basis for this assumption i just prefer it to 'zombies' lmao
-they bring him back to life to kill him again rlly
-babs' being completely done when dealing with those two kids is hilarious i love it
- i got excited at the thought of cass and dick having a mission as batgirl and nightwing but it turns out it's just an old mission of babs and dick's :((
-reiterating that i love tim and dick's banter so much
-babs is really pretty this issue, i love her
-STOP BREAKING BABS' CHAIRS!!!!!
- i like this silhouette
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-the ending was really sweet and kinda funny
-ok so this is a crossover event too but like, it's still set in nml so i am confusion.
-i'm still not the biggest fan of the zombies but i liked them a lot more here than in dixon's issue.
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