#didn't give us much but hey!! it's a teaser

[darkbluekies]

Hey if you don't mind me asking, what are you working on rn?

Why don't i show a few of them? :)

Autocorrect will stand for the weird things I will hopefully take care of when editing

dbs SS Normandie (project name) — all 5, male detective reader [releases 11th may]

“What are you going to do now?” you spit, cocking your head to the side. “Throw me overboard?”

“Not exactly”, Silas says, smiling menacingly.

“Not yet, at least”, Jerry says, grinning.

“If I don't meet my contact in New York, people will know that something has happened to me”, you say coldly. “They'll hunt you down.”

“Oh, will they now? I didn't realize that we had stolen their golden boy.” Silas's cruel smile widens. “Well, Golden Boy, plans seem to have changed.”

You glare at him in confusion. Silas pets your head twice and you hiss at the painful touch. Whatever they hit you with, it must have caused a gigantic bruise.

“Seems like we have to keep you for a while”, he says.

You glare at him.

“Do you really think ropes will stop me?” you ask. “I'll be out of here in no time.”

“I would very much like for you to see what we do to you if you decide to break free.”

(Have two smaller parts because the other teasers became longer)

Before pulling you up on your feet, she unties them. You stumble, almost falling on Jerry.

“Watch it, big boy”, she warns you. “If you knock me down I’m kicking you between your legs.”

“If you hadn’t tied my feet, I would actually have blood in them. I can’t feel them.”

She unties your hands. You make your way into the bathroom and catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. Hedwig had wiped away some of the blood, but there were still traces of it in your scalp. You sigh heavily. What should you do? Finally, your hands and feet are free, but you aren’t yet. And — after a quick look around — there’s no way out. The only way out is through the door which Jerry is guarding.

You could perhaps get out by defeating Jerry, but you have something against fighting women. But, then again, she had knocked you with — what you guess was — a glass bottle. You look around for something that can help you and lay your eyes on a metal bar over the bathtub, used to pull one up. Without a second thought and will all your might, you rip it off. You give it a few squeezes, feeling if it could be strong enough to be used as a weapon and trying to find a comfortable, yet strong, grip.

You open the door quickly and swing the metal bar towards Jerry. She tries to grab it out of your hands but you push her off and knock her to the ground with the bar. You're not sure how hard you are hitting her, but it's enough force to keep her down. Quickly, you make your way past her and storm out of the cabin, almost crashing into the opposite wall in the corridor. You look around quickly, trying to think of where to go. After what Silas said, that he has more men than just his second in command lurking around, you're not sure who you can be seen by.

Foreign queen (project name) — Edmund, female reader

You sit down on the bed with your head in your lap, waiting for something to happen. The castle makes sounds, as if it is trying to communicate … and for the moment it is the closest thing to comprehensible you can hear. 

The door unlock again and you look up from your hands, only to be met by the king. He closes the door behind him. You freeze. He lets his eyes wander over you with a small smile. 

“Beautiful”, he says. 

“What do you want?” you whisper. 

“You have a beautiful voice when you don’t yell or cry. Shame I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

He moves over to the bed, standing in front of you. You look up at him. He moves his hand slowly towards your face to move a piece of your hair out of your eyes. You sit frozen under his touch, too scared to move. The man points to himself. 

“Edmund”, he says. 

You recognise a name when you hear it. 

“Edmund?” you whisper hesitantly. 

He smiles and nods. Your accent makes his name feel new, personalized. It’s your name for him.

“Yes, Edmund, that’s right”, he says and points at you. “You?”

“Y/N …”, you whisper. 

Edmund stands still for a moment before his smile widens. Hearing your name makes him feel euphoric. 

“Y/N”, he says, tasting your name on his tongue. “Y/N.”

Edmund smiles.

Sick (project name) — hedwig, gender neutral reader

The chauffeur helps you up the stairs as you enter the georgian mansion. Your legs give up halfway and you almost crash into the stairs. The chauffeur grabs you quickly.

“Sorry”, you whisper.

“Don’t be”, he says.

He leaves you on Hedwig’s bed and asks if there is something he can get you. You shake your head. Even if you did need something, you still feel weird asking random people to get it for you. the few times you’ve done that, you’ve offered to pay but they’ve always turned it down. You’re not Hedwig, you aren’t used to having a dozen people do things for you. You have your own two hands and legs and are fully capable of doing things yourself.

“Should I get you some medicine?” the chauffeur asks. “I’m sure miss Hedwig would like it if I do.”

You give up, your head aching too much to discuss what you do or don’t need. You agree to him buying the medicine. As soon as he leaves, you change into your pajamas and tuck yourself in, hugging Hedwig’s teddy bear. Just as you’re about to fall asleep, there's a faint knock on the door. You pry your eyes open slightly to see the chef sneak in.

“What should I do for you?” he asks.

“Hedwig recommended soup”, you mumble.

“In that case I will make soup.”

He disappears again. You fall asleep within minutes and doesn’t notice when the chef comes in with steaming carrot soup, or when the chauffeur comes with the medicine. You first wake up when Hedwig leaves kisses over your face.

“I’m sorry for waking you, sweetheart”, she whispers apologetically, caressing your face. “But I got worried. You haven’t touched the soup or the medicine at all.” She feels your forehead softly. “Have you taken your temperature yet?”

“I have been sleeping”, you explain and cough loudly.

Hedwig furrows her brows worriedly and helps you sit up. She smiles as she sees you hugging her teddy. You cough again and she caresses your hair, looking as worried as if you'd have cut your arm off.

Like father, like son — Edmund + his son Ludwig, female reader

Edmund returns a few days later when everyone is asleep. Ludwig meets him in the hall and fixes his hair quickly.

“Welcome back, father”, he says.

“Has everything gone smoothly?” Edmund asks nonchalantly. “Has my wife done anything she shouldn’t?”

“She hasn’t!”

Edmund smiles. “That’s my girl. Well, where is she? Is she sleeping?”

“I believe so, father. She has been feeling a little … down … so …”

Edmund twirls around and gives him a stern gaze.

“What?” he asks coldly.

“I haven’t let her out of her room since the day you left. She has been forced to rest.”

Edmund practically runs to your shared chamber, wanting to get to you as quick as possible. He opens the door to find you sleeping in the bed. He sinks down on his knees in front of you and brushes the hair out of your face. You open your eyes slowly and he smiles.

“Hi, my jewel”, he whispers lovingly. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“Edmund”, you gasp, somehow happy that he’s back, that you don’t have to deal with Ludwig anymore.

He hugs you and brings your face into his neck. His arms sneak around your waist.

“Ludwig has been telling me that you’ve been feeling a little down”, he whispered into your hair. “What happened, my dear?”

“Nothing”, you replied. “It doesn’t matter.”

“It matters to me. Tell me.”

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere drabbles #yandere oc x you #yandere mafia #yandere oc x reader #yandere fics #yandere stories #yandere king #yandere doctor #yandere female #yandere rich girl #male reader #female reader #yandere teaser

[toniiswrld]

into you (l.at) TEASER

lee anton x fem reader | fluff | angst | smut | college!au | fake dating | ex friends to lovers | slowburn | mutual pining | anton is kind of an idiot.

teaser wc: 1.8k | full fic wc: est. 15k

RELEASE DATE: friday, march 1st

read full fic here

this is all too much. anton used to like you? how come he never said anything? you excused yourself from his parents, and made your way to the kitchen. 

“hey mom, i’m a little tired so im gonna head upstairs.” you walk in to her drying and putting away dishes, while anton washes them. he looks over you, noticing the tone in your voice along with the look on your face wasn’t because of fatigue, but that something was wrong. 

“okay baby, let me know if you need anything.” she walks to the end of the kitchen island where you were standing, giving you a hug goodnight. “anton, why don't you go with y/n upstairs? it's getting late, and I can finish up in the kitchen.” she turns from you to look at the boy scrubbing away at a pot, and he stops dead in his tracks at her words. 

“i was just going to head back with my parents once we finished,” he starts, looking at your mom and then at you, not wanting to intrude. he did want to talk to you, but he didn’t want to be in your space if you didn't want him there. 

“don't be silly, anton! you two are a couple and are old enough now, i don't have to separate you two” she laughs, and you and anton just stare at each other awkwardly. you were going to tell her to let it go, but because of the unique situation you two were in it was probably the best idea to follow your moms orders. you motion for him to follow you, you both saying goodnight to your mom and then to his parents. you’re walking towards the stairs to go to your room, when anton tells you that he’ll be back to get his bag out of his car.

while he grabs his things, you make your way up to your room. You leave the door open, just in case anton doesn't remember which room was yours. walking to your window, you open it and stick your head out so you can get some fresh air.

what a night, you’re thinking to yourself. you need to calm down. with what happened on monday and what antons parents were telling you earlier, you were just too in your head. too much was happening too fast. why was this affecting you so much? and with that you hear footsteps coming into your room and then a door closing.

“are you alright? you looked a little flushed downstairs” the soft voice calls to you, and you know that its anton. 

you take a deep breath before turning to face him. “i'm fine. i am now, at least. I just kind of felt bad for lying right in my mom and your parents' faces. I had to get away from them” your voice is low while you speak, looking to the floor once again to avoid his eyes. he takes note of your body language, seeing that you’re a bit tense and awkward now but he doesn’t want to pry. 

“If you want i can sleep on the floor,” he’s placing his bag on the chair by your desk, grabbing something to change into for bed. 

“no, that's too uncomfortable. You can sleep on the bed” you say it in a way where its clear there's no room for debate, and he nods. 

anton would never admit it to you, but he found you severely intimidating. even when you two were younger, he was always intimidated by you. you carried yourself well, you didn’t take bullshit from anyone, always got your way, and you were stubborn. he was surprised your personalities didn't clash, he felt like you wouldn't want to be friends with someone like him. but truthfully that's what brought you two together. it was like fire and ice, you were the fire and he was the ice to cool you down.

but with being the ice, he was too scared to touch you in fear that he would melt. 

another week passes by, and you feel like you were going insane. You don't know what it is, but every time you see anton, your heart starts racing, your face heats up along with the rest of your body. 

when he holds your hand or rests his hand on your thigh when you two were out with friends, you had to keep your composure to the best of your ability. especially when he would subconsciously  graze his thumb across the back of your hand, the action small and going unnoticed to the naked eye, but feeling too intimate for you and you would pull your hand away. 

the days that he would come over to your apartment or you would go to his dorm to hang out after classes, you found yourself feeling nervous. especially when you two were at your place, seeing him in your room and in your bed had you feeling like jelly. sometimes he would fall asleep before you, and you wouldn’t wake him up. It would be late, and you would feel bad for waking him up and making him go back to his dorm. you were comfortable enough around him anyways to tell him to move, and he never slept too close to you throughout those nights. a deep part of you wished he did, though. but you don't want to think about crossing that path yet. 

a few more days passed, and on wednesday, you went with him to his swim practice so you two could go back to your apartment and order takeout once he was finished. you brought a book with you since you didn’t know much about swimming, and you wanted to keep yourself occupied while you waited. 

an hour of practice goes by and lets just say, not a single page of the book you brought with you was read. not like you would be able to focus on reading anyways, seeing how he swam in the water was a lot more entertaining than you thought. along with how he looked when he pushed himself out of the water, full body on display. His broad shoulders, his toned arms and stomach, the droplets of water dripping from his hair down his back, the way he throws his head back to move his hair out of his face-

wait a damn minute.

you needed to leave, feeling hot suddenly. were you really sitting here thirsting over anton? Of course, you always found him attractive. you would be silly if you didn't. But you never had any thoughts about him. and you don't want right now, in the campus pool, to be where you start. You walk down the bleachers, trying to think of an excuse of why you’re leaving the building.

“y/n? you leaving?” anton catches you before you could find him, you turn around to see him speed walking towards you and you almost let out a giggle seeing he hasn't taken his goggles off.

“It’s just kind of humid in here. i'm gonna sit outside until you finish, okay?” you clutch your bag a bit tighter, him standing wet and shirtless in front of you is making you nervous. He’s peering down at you, smiling lightly before he lets you know he’ll be out in around 30 minutes. 

you nearly trip on your way out, feeling refreshed once you finally escape the pool room air.

did you really want to date anton? you told yourself you didn't before, but now you weren't so sure. he was the full package, everything you could ask for in a guy. so there was really nothing stopping you. but you two were friends. 

he also used to like you back in grade school. key word: used to. What if he completely got over you and wouldn’t even think about dating you now? this was a tough situation, and you don't know how much longer you could keep this up with repressed feelings. 

after 10 more minutes of overthinking, you can feel a presence behind you so you quickly turn your body to see anton right behind you. 

“you ready?” he’s looking down at you again, hair slightly covering his eyes because of the beanie he wore. his body once again covered up by the baggy hoodie along with the black sweatpants he wore. You would never be able to guess how built he really was under the clothes he chose to wear.

you realize you might be staring a little too hard for a little too long so you give him a nod. “yeah, let's go” and he’s taking you by the hand while you follow him to his car.

 he drives you two to the nearest food place you guys could agree on. you two agree on getting wings for tonight, and then make your way to your apartment. once you enter, you see sky sitting in the living room. she gives you a look only you two would be able to understand, with anton right behind you.

sky greets you two, and anton greets her back while you take off your shoes and then make your way into the kitchen. you grab two sodas, and walk out to where anton was standing. he was usually a bit awkward around your apartment if you weren’t telling him where to go, too scared that he would touch something he shouldn’t. 

following you to your room with the food, anton shuts the door softly behind him. the boy was already in comfortable clothes, taking a shower before he left the locker rooms after practice and made sure that he brought something he wouldn't be uncomfortable in. You were still wearing a pair of jeans and a cute crop top under a zip up hoodie. 

“i'm gonna change in the bathroom, you can pull the food out and put something on the tv,” you tell the boy sitting on your bed, and he hums in response while you leave the room. walking over to the bathroom down the hall, you take this time to relax yourself. 

you quickly change into a pair of shorts and an old tshirt, and you walk further down the hall to the living room to quickly talk to sky. 

“are you fucking him tonight? let me know so i can put in my headpho- ow!” you pinched her arm before she could finish her sentence.  

“i am not fucking him! i just came out here to tell you that i'm gonna talk to him about it”

“okay, but if there's a change of plans let me know!”

truthfully you were going to tell him about your feelings, just not tonight. maybe friday, you got invited to a party that sohee was throwing at his frat and you know that anton will be there too.

you walk back into your room now, seeing the food laid out and a movie ready for you as you get situated next to anton on your bed. he put on some action movie, which was a genre you both equally enjoyed. being around anton was comfortable. you two were able to sit in silence, laugh, and talk without any judgments. 

This could either end really good or really, really bad.

A/N: excited to post this one, its not finished yet but its almost there! i got the idea for this fic from the proposal, one of my favorite movies. lmk what you guys think and if you want to be apart of the taglist :p

#riize #riize x reader #riize smut #anton riize #riize anton #riize imagines #anton x reader #anton smut #anton x reader smut #riize x reader smut #anton lee smut #anton imagines #toniiswrld

[hamsterclaw]

The Yoongi driving in the car in the documentary teaser!!! VOWS, VOWS, VOWS Yoongi!!!

Oooof the idea of Vows Yoongi driving is a whole mood.

A Vows drabble under the cut.

Warnings: Mentions of blowjobs

Yoongi looks up from his book when you burst into his study.

You look sexy and irritated, not necessarily in that order.

'Can you drive stick?' you ask, forgoing a greeting completely.

'Can you suck dick like a champ?' Yoongi asks, before he can stop himself.

You stare at him like he's spoken an alien language.

'I don't want to give you a blow job now, Yoongi.'

Yoongi closes his book and sets it down on the coffee table. 'The answer is yes to both, wife. What can I help you with today?'

'Yoonseok came over with Minju, and they've disappeared, and his car is blocking mine, I can't get out of the driveway,' you explain, so quickly it takes Yoongi a moment to process your meaning.

'You want me to move his car?' Yoongi asks.

You throw him a look so grateful Yoongi would move mountains to keep you looking at him like that.

A moment later you're both looking at Yoonseok's flashy Italian sportscar.

You toss him the key.

'Help me, husband,' you implore, hands clasped.

'Careful what you wish for,' Yoongi breathes. He drinks in the smooth lines of the bonnet, the leather interiors, the sleek chrome gearbox.

He unlocks the car, and you're already heading for your own, much less flashy car when Yoongi calls, 'Hey.'

You turn back, wide-eyed and looking sexier by the second.

'Get in, I'll drive you.'

You look perplexed for a split second, and then you're sliding into the passenger seat next to him, your whole face lit up with the mischief of what you're about to do.

'I don't know if Yoonseok would allow us to borrow his car like this,' you say, the soberness of your tone belying the naughty twinkle in your eye.

Yoongi shrugs, starting the engine, throwing the car into gear.

The vibration reverberates through the chassis as he revs the engine.

Yoongi pulls out of the driveway, rolls onto the road. He looks over to ask where you want him to drive you to, and you're already looking at him.

'I know I said I didn't want to give you a blow job now, Yoongi, but can I change my mind?'

Yoongi laughs, shifts gears, signals to come off the slip road.

'Don't worry, my love. I know a place.'

#vows au #yoongi x reader

[tadc-ragatha]

It's Symbolic - Chapter 1: Puke

TW: Screaming, (painless) torture (what Pomni went through in the teaser), vomit/general sickness, centipedes (bugs), knives, a large/dangerous animal, (censored) swearing

Type: Fic; platonic

A/N: "You wake up somewhere new feeling very, very sick." Teen gender-neutral reader. Based on a post of mine available here [x]. I did my best here alright. I'm still working my way into characterisation.

"What—what's going on?! What the hell is going on?!" a voice screamed.

You looked around. Everything was a fuzzy mixture of dark colours, and your head was spinning. Reaching out, you grabbed onto the ground and tried to feel your way around.

"Now, are you ready for the show to begin?" a different more masculine voice boomed. A silence followed. "I said, are you ready?"

You were feeling at wooden plank flooring. Everything was dark, making it hard to find your way around as you felt like your brain was going to explode. Vomit was filling its way up your throat as you struggled to get to your feet.

"I'm ready, Caine!" said a third voice. It was cartoonishly cheerful and pierced into your brain.

Your legs giving way once more, you decided to crawl your way forward. It was hard to tell what direction you were going with your eyes yet to adjust to the darkness. However, feeling with your hands, you felt yourself brush up against a soft fabric. Using it as a guide, you crawled in its direction.

Yet just as your head was beginning to calm, a loud drum roll erupted. Instantly, your head was pounding again, and the nausea returned. Threatening to spill, you clamped your hand over your mouth.

Only, as you did so, you did not feel your mouth nor your hand. Instead, you felt thick hair all over your face and a cold round piece of metal. Moving your hand around, nothing changed. Every inch of your body was covered in long hair. Except for your hands, which as you felt them were wide slightly curved in metal circles—nothing like a normal human hand.

The drum roll stopped as a bounty of music filled the air. It was so much louder than the drums and sent your head splitting. With a sharp inhale, you tried to crawl through the pain. But with each crawl you were met with the music becoming louder. They were ear-splitting, head-smashing, brain-melting circus tunes.

"First up," the masculine voice who you assumed was Caine continued, "we have our jester Pomni on the amazing knife-throwing wheel!"

A "fwip" sound followed by a thud was heard.

"Hey! hey!" the voice from the start pleaded; one you assumed belonged to the so-called jester Pomni. "I didn't sign up for this! Let me go!"

Next you noted on the list of ear bleeding-inducing sounds was a comically stereotypical sound of something metal being revealed. You assumed it was a knife. And you guessed you were correct, as based on the blood-curdling screams from Pomni as the knife hit something with a thud.

The screams died down as Caine went on to say, "next up, the mind-boggling Gangle with her comically large and dangerous pet tiger!"

You heard the fwip and thud again, which was no help to your increasing headache. The tiger growled from somewhere nearby. Vomit was threatening to shoot out your mouth again. You spat all the saliva you could get out.

From the same direction as the growl was blubbering. Soon, it turned into full blown crying as the tiger growled louder. But you didn't care; the headache was too much.

The tiger's growling came to a stop as you heard the schlop of something wet hitting the floor. Yet the crying continued. Meanwhile, Caine went on to introduce something else.

"And now, our bravest Ragatha will dive head-first into a pool of writhing centipedes!"

"Caine!" a feminine voice complained. You heard the fwip and thud a third time. "You know how much I hate centipedes!"

"Is she going to do it?" The cheery voice asked.

Caine replied, "well, Bubble, I don't know! Why don't we give her a little encouragement?"

"Wait! No! No, no, no--hold on!" Ragatha pleaded. Without what you assumed was any care, something happened to Ragatha and she started screaming.

It was starting to get hard to spit the saliva out without having vomit come up your throat. As you tried to spit some more out, a pile of bile spilled out of your guts and onto the floor. Everything was spinning again as you felt another wave of vomit coming up. Finally, you gave up on moving and sat there on your hands and knees trying to keep steady.

"And now, please put your hands together for Kinger and his--" Caine was cut off. As the fwip was heard once more, light poured into your eyes as you gave in and puked your guts out. Wave after wave and pile after pile of pure bile spilled out of your mouth and onto the floor. It was too painful to take in the gasps around you, nor the fact that your vomit was black like ink.

Slowly, the spewing came to a halt. As you looked down, you finally saw what a mess you had made, and how your body did not at all look like how it was supposed to. Where you could feel hair was exactly that—thick long brown strands of hair covering everything—and where you could feel metal were gold circular metal plates. Cymbals.

"Looks like someone had a rough transition!" Bubble exclaimed.

Wearily, you looked up and around to try and get a sense of what you were dealing with. All around you were six strange figures of different colours, sizes, and proportions. Levitating in the air were two of the figures; one a clear bubble-like sphere with sharp teeth and beady black eyes, and another that seemed to be a living set of teeth and eyes atop a red suit. A giant tub of centipedes, a tiger, and a dart board sat off to the side.

The sphere, who you assumed was Bubble with its cheery voice, levitated towards you. Opening its mouth, you froze. All that ran through your mind was based on the screams of terror you had heard you were going to die. Yet just as you closed your eyes and prepared for impact, Bubble stuck out its tongue and began to lick at the puke.

The teeth man sighed. Based on his voice you assumed he was Caine. But his expression quickly changed as he pointed his cane towards you.

"Well, it seems our activity for today has been interrupted by a new human entering the realm!" He smiled.

From behind you, a red curtain was lifted up. From underneath, a purple rabbit poked his head out. He walked out into the area, took one look at the mess you made, and grimaced.

"What the hell is goin' on here?" he asked. "Is this a new sucker?"

"Not a new sucker, Jax," Caine responded, "but a new friend!”

You groaned. Your entire throat was burning from the bile and your headache was worse than ever. The sudden light made your eyes hurt. Meanwhile, you were trying to take in all the information around you. Reaching up to your face, you tried to grab at something around your eyes. But there was nothing there.

“Where am I? Where’s the headset?” you mumbled.

All of a sudden, you felt yourself be yanked up by the arm. A new wave of vomit threatened to spill. Looking up, you found yourself face to face with Caine.

He said, “my dear, you have stumbled into the world of the Digital Circus!”

“I’m gonna be sick—”

“Now, now, no time for being sick here!” he cut you off. “You’ve made your way into the world of wonder and amazement!” he paused. “Hence the name.”

“What the hell is going on?” a different voice called out. Poking their head out from behind the same curtain Jax emerged from, they revealed itself as a strange amalgamation of different brightly coloured shapes. The two eyes on their pink triangle head widened when it saw you. “What the f-%$@!#?” they yelled, the curse word they said bleeped out in real time. “Another one?! Pomni was only a week ago!”

“Zooble! Language!” Caine pointed at her with the cane in his hand. Zooble didn’t say anything.

“Okay, everyone, let’s just calm down.” A different person stepped forward. She wasn’t the shortest of the bunch—being taller than the small jester you assumed was Pomni shivering off to the side with knives stuck in her—but she wasn’t the tallest, either. Flicking a centipede off her long dress, she said, “you know how stressful this can be. Let’s just take a minute to help them adjust.”

“Come on, Ragatha.” Jax rolled his eyes.

“Who…Who are you people?” You looked around the room.

Jax put his fist on his hip and cocked his head to the side, grinning.

“Why don’t you tell me who you are?” His smile spread wider, showing off a set of yellow cartoonish teeth. It concerned you how he managed to speak without opening them.

“Jax!” Ragatha snapped.

“I’m…” you started. Jax continued to stare at you, still smiling. “My name is…”

“Can’t remember?” he finally spoke up.

You turned away from the group. With your head resting on your hand—or cymbal—you tried to think. The headache was still pounding in your head, and it was hard to formulate any thoughts. Wracking your brain for an answer for a good few minutes, your breath started to quicken. Slowly, the answer dawned upon you.

“Oh my God!” you groaned. Jax chuckled from the side. “Oh my God! What’s my name?!”

“Don’t fret, my dear.” Caine rested a hand on your shoulder. “Nobody can remember their name here! One beauty of coming to the digital world is being able to form a whole new identity for yourself! So, what would your dream name be?”

“What’s my name?” you mumbled.

Caine cleared his throat, repeating, “I said, what would your dream name be?”

“I—I don’t—uh, [Y/N]. What’s my name?” You tried to rest your face in your hands; it was uncomfortable.

“[Y/N] it is!” He spun up into the air, voice booming. Meanwhile, tears pricked at the corners of your eyes.

“I just wanna go home. How do I go home?”

He cleared his throat, “well, um…There—well, there is no…Exit, per se.”

“Wh—what?!” you spluttered.

You looked at the group for answers. Instead, they looked at you with varying degrees of frowns and upturned eyebrows. Except for Jax, who grinned, and Zooble, who looked at you with a claw on his hip.

“How old are you?” they asked. “You don’t sound any older than seventeen.”

“I’m fifteen,” you replied. “How—why—why’s there no exit? How do I leave?”

“Fif—” she cut herself off. “Holy f-%$@!#, Caine! What’s your problem?!”

Caine gasped, “‘fifteen’? My, my! Finally, a real young person here to enjoy the Digital Circus!”

“What, you sayin’ I’m not young?” Jax scoffed.

Zooble groaned, multicoloured and oddly shaped antennae on her head twitching, “God, Jax, just shut up for one second. This is a child!”

“Fifteen?” a meek voice sounded from off to the side. Looking over, you saw a spring of red ribbon with ribbon legs and arms. Lying on the ground beside it was a broken mask, the same material and colour as the crying face mask it wore.

From beside them, Pomni watched. Eyes darting from person to person, she looked extremely uncomfortable with the commotion. Slowly, she backed up from the group.

“What’s going on?” she whispered. Nobody took notice.

“Okay, okay, listen!” Ragatha tried to instruct them. “Our number one priority should be making sure [Y/N] feels safe and comfortable here, not fighting with each other!”

“You’re right, Ragatha!” Caine said, voice still jolly. “Poor [Y/N] here hasn’t even gotten a tour of the grounds yet!” He lowered down to reach for your arm.

Ragatha reached out her own arm to block him, yelling, “wait! Caine, would it be alright if we did the tour later? I think [Y/N] would like to see their room first, right, [Y/N]?”

You didn’t reply. Your mind was spinning, but no longer from the headache or dizziness. While the nausea had subsided, your thoughts were swarming you. Theories and concerns flooded your brain, nagging at your conscious and slowly tearing it down. Sitting there on the ground with your head in your cymbal-hands, you swayed back and forth.

“Right. Well, I’ll let you get to that. Come on, Bubble,” he called the sphere over to him. Once it was within reach, he popped it. With that, he bowed with his top hat and disappeared in a poof of smoke, the tiger going with him.

For a few seconds nobody spoke. Looking up, you saw Zooble’s antennae still twitching while they frowned at Jax, who watched you with an open-mouthed smile. Ragatha took a deep breath and walked over to you. Holding out her hand, you took it, and she pulled you up to your feet.

“You can tell Kinger it’s safe to come out now.” She motioned to a pile of pillows behind the group. From inside popped out the head of a giant white chess piece. It wore a purple king’s robe; its uneven eyes blinked out of sync.

“What’s going on?” he asked.

“Y—yeah, what’s going on?” Pomni asked, still shaking.

Ragatha answered, “we’re going to take our newest friend [Y/N] to their room. Anyone want to come?”

Nobody answered, until the ribbon figure spoke up, saying, “okay.”

“Great! Come on Gangle. [Y/N], I’ll show you around.” Taking your hand in hers, she and Gangle walked towards the edge of the stage. Looking back, you saw the group watching you intently. But no sooner had you looked over at them that you were pulled away, view blocked by a black curtain.

#amy's writing #amy's fic: it's symbolic #it's symbolic chapter 1 #not requested #screaming tw #vomit tw #torture tw #injury tw #sickness tw #centipede tw #bug tw #knife tw #animal tw #swearing tw #the amazing digital circus #tadc #the amazing digital circus spoilers #tadc spoilers #tadc caine #tadc caine x reader #tadc bubble #tadc bubble x reader #tadc pomni #tadc pomni x reader #tadc ragatha #tadc ragatha x reader #tadc jax #tadc jax x reader #tadc kinger #tadc kinger x reader

[melanieph321]

Hey everyone!

Thank you for all the message where you've helped me pick the next fic I'm going to write.

I have decided to write suggestion number 2! Most of you were keen on that, although the results between suggestion 1 and 2 were very close.

I feel fic number 2 will be very fitting to write as a contrast to my last fic The Bodyguard, which was very sad 😭.

Below I give you a little teaser for the story.

Enjoy!

Ruben Dias x Reader - Top Spies (Teaser)

Ruben and Reader are super spies, who have to pretend to be a married couple on vacation as a co-signed mission. A enemies to lovers fic, very sweet and funny!

"What now?" You asked.

You and Ruben spent all night bugging the place with cameras, microphones and movment sensors. You were pretty much free to do whatever until tonight. That's when most suspicious activity occured, during the night.

"Let's go to the beach." Ruben yawned, stretching his arms above his head.

"The what now?"

"The beach. People need to see us do normal stuff together, otherwise they'll suspect that somthing is off."

He had a point. You hated that he had a point.

"Fine. Just give me a minute to pack my stuff."

"No need. Just grab a towel and take your clothes off. "

"Excuse me?"

Ruben grinned. "Didn't you read the signs on our way up here?"

"What signs?" You swear to God, Ruben was one charming smirk away from getting the taste slapped out of his mouth.

"There's only nude beaches around Alejandro's resort. No bikini's allowed."

"What? That's ridiculous. "

"Those are the rules wifey, so get those tights off and let's enjoy the beach."

"Ruben, I'm not going to..."

But he was.

Getting naked, that is.

Tossing his shirt aside and stepping out of his board shorts, Ruben was proud to show off his slick body and well rounded ass. He was about to show you more than just his ass but you turned around, facing the windows.

"Come on Y/N, have you never seen a naked man before?"

"A naked man, yes. A naked idiot, no."

#fanfiction #football imagine #ruben dias #man city #manchester city #ruben dias x reader #ruben dias imagine #footballer imagine #footballer x reader #football angst

[bugsbenefit]

i'm mmmmh still thinking thoughts (it's about the poster, of course it is, been fascinated by that since s4)

the last few minutes of every season always drop some major hints for the next season that are pretty explicit in hindsight. some examples

s1 shows the baby slugs Will coughs up that come back in s2, hints El might still be alive when Hopper leaves Eggo waffles out in the forest, and gives Nancy a sweet moment with Jonathan despite still dating Steve, s2 has El living with Hopper and J/ancy going canon

s2 shows the mindflayer looming over the school -> meatflayer is the main threat of s3 (as well as s2 having lumax and mleven dancing who will both be established couples by the start of s3)

s3 ends with the Byers moving away and Max sitting alone in Billy's room, s4 then has the Byers living in California be a major plotpoint as well as Max's trauma around Billy's death almost killing her

and so on you get it. in hindsight there will obviously be some pretty major hints in the last 10 minutes of s4

and some already seem pretty straight forward. obviously the gates opening is the big thing, the UD will be a focus in s5. the camera lingering on the church and Jason's bible quote outside also seems like it's a pretty solid nudge at the vibe in town next season. also things like the hill scene in general with the coupled grouping (doesn't even have to be about "endgames" necessarily, would also make sense as main groups of s5, since they're split into adults, teens (now young adults), and kids (teens) again)

but the whole blood thing going on in the last 10 minutes that comes out of nowhere? i want to know where that is going

we already had a ton of blood in s4, with the lab massacre and nose bleeds for the Vecna victims. so why does the donating blood theme come up after all that, what happens in s5 that makes it warrant the blood teaser (that sounds horrible) when s4 already had so much of it? and it's not just blood in general, there's a very specific focus on "giving" blood, however you want to interpret that

the poster in the hospital room already feels extremely foreshadowy in s4 given how bold it's written, how it's the only legible text on screen, and how it's in the negative space of the blocking the whole time so your eyes are drawn to it

but it's not even just that one poster either. in case you missed that one or didn't bother reading it in the hospital they also give you the blood donations promo table that the shot lingers on, that has so many posters begging for your blood it's not even funny anymore. and hey, even for those not reading background posters, there's 4 separate blood drop graphics so you definitely know they want blood, the show seems to really really want people to acknowledge it

and now they use the same exact poster from these last 10 minutes again? in another location? that's more focus on it than even i expected what are we going for here

be a hero give blood you say? on the show with the constant allusions to being a hero? "heroes" by david bowie, superheroes and powers, "don't try to be heroes" only for Eddie to die when he breaks his own advice? all of s4 was about how you shouldn't try to be a hero and that running away is okay. Max also almost dies when she stops running to distract Vecna. girl you know someone is fucked with that poster, that's a set up screaming for disaster (it's also not lost on me how even the stage show has a focus on blood and !TFS SPOILER! as far as i know Brenner senior even dies after not being able to receive blood donations due to his now abnormal blood type anymore. so there's some weird focus on blood going on even outside of the in show canon now, even specifically about giving blood, or well, not being able to give blood in this case. no one was a hero and gave blood in tfs i guess lmao. what are they cooking here)

the poster is also so vague there's so many ways this can be horrible for the characters. in the actual blood donation to save someone way? would be kind of tame but who knows what lore/plot s5 will deliver. in the sacrifice yourself/get injured to save someone way? or a secret third thing we don't have enough context to guess yet?

be a hero give blood my ass. who's giving blood for what tell me now. also how bad will "giving blood" be for them

#that poster had me kicking my feet for months and now it's coming back? oh i'm so (ab)normal about that #no but the constant mentions of blood coming up right at the end when the show enters the 'tease the next season' timeslot #concerning as hell #it's giving sacrifice of some kind #or at least bad injury #but who knows well see #also thinking of that poster always makes the stav post about it and the whole dead and missing broadcast and mike come back to me #it's windows screensavering in my brain again #st5 speculation #st s5 #st5 leaks

[drgngutz]

Coast - Luffy x f!soulmate!reader

Prologue

I've decided to cross post this from wattpad, since the teaser I posted seemed to be received so well. If you like this, and would rather get updates right away, I'll post the link to wattpad on my master list :)

I'll be starting a tag list for people who want to be notified for updates and don't use wattpad.

Hope u enjoy, <33

The bustling city created noise all around me. Over the years it's become the background for my rambling thoughts. The rapid and angry beeping of cars, which were always dodging the just-as-angry pedestrians, was as common of an occurrence as the construction going on across from the orphanage's scrawny apartment building. There was rarely ever a time of silence in the big city. The endless annoyance tended to grate on my nerves, and the days were passing slower and slower. A constantly parentless child in her last weeks of high school, there was barely enough money to make ends meet, much less move somewhere quieter. The side job at the convenience store wasn't working out, and having to care for the other kids in the orphanage with such a small amount was getting me nowhere. 

Sighing, I stopped my trudging footsteps and turned my head towards the underside of my arm.

'Hey, I caught you! -M.D.L'

It made me feel worse every time I saw it; the fancy script that tattooed my forearm, close to my wrist and scribed in black ink. The perfectly unmarred scrawls used to make my stomach flip in excitement when I looked at it, but now it was just a constant reminder of what I was lacking. My own soulmate; just another person that didn't seem to want me. 

Most people find their soulmates early in life, since we're gifted the markings of a soulmate at birth. The marks are hereditary depending on what kind you have, ranging from first words spoken (like my own), to seeing a glowing red string attached to their fingers; it all depends on what kind you inherited from your family. People can discover their soulmates as early as ten, though it's globally averaged they meet each other around sixteen to seventeen years old. 

I was seventeen now, and in my final year of high school, so everyday that passed without hearing those words, the more nervous I got. It was possible that I would never meet them with a soulmate mark that didn't give me any information. I couldn't track them, find a picture of them, or communicate with them. Some people on this overpopulated earth are unlucky enough to never meet their soulmate; even unluckier people are born without a mark to match with someone else's. I was more scared of the first option.

No matter how many times I posted online, searched the match websites, or attended special 'soulmate conventions' where thousands gathered in order to meet new people, I still hadn't found mine. Most of the students in my classes had found theirs, and more than ever I felt the peer pressure of needing to find mine. The few friends I had whispered behind my back, some were pitiful, some just flat-out criticizing me for not finding them yet; not that they really counted as friends anymore. To make matters worse, the women who ran the orphanage often reminded me that it was only a matter of time before I would have to leave and make a home of my own. There were years wasted with foster families who I hoped would give me a way out spilled down the drain, only to never stay for too long. Then, I was back at square one. 

The soonest way I could leave this place would be with the support from my soulmate. 

Leaning against the railing of a bridge that I crossed to-and-from school, I stared up at the gloomy sky, feeling the beginnings of rain build up into a thin layer of moisture on my skin. The cars sped by, whirring with life as they switched between lanes or sped past others who were going too slow for their liking. 

If I could speed past this point of my life like those cars, past the dullness of each passing day, past the hopelessness of my future; I would take that chance in a heartbeat. I could open a new chapter of my life, try to find some sense of self, maybe get the chance to find my passions. I loved the kids at the orphanage, them being my only 'family' left in this world, but it wasn't the same when compared to the idea of finding the one person you belong with. Someone who wants you for all that you are. I've been looking for that my whole life.

A low creak sounded, then a snap! Soon, I didn't have the support of the railing behind me.

Blinded by my brief desperation, I didn't readily take notice that I was starting to fall backwards; Stunned silent as I watched the metal rail of the bridge swing in disconnection above me. Small pieces of the metal followed my tracks as I began the plummet towards the rushing waters of the river below.

Stomach in my throat, I couldn't scream even if I wanted to. Falling silently to my death, heart racing, the delayed fear kicking in when I heard less of the rumbling cars and more of the rushing water beneath me. I finally started to understand that I was going to die.

My hair whipped around, a gust of wind blowing it into my eyes. I closed them instinctively, gritting my teeth with all of my muscles tensed so tight that they began to cramp.

I couldn't breath, couldn't see, couldn't feel.

The river below me flew and clashed with a ferocity; like the gnashing teeth of a beast.

It all went numb.

And then, I couldn't hear anything.

...

Slowly, I could register a difference. The soft sound of rushing wind around me. It was a lot warmer, coupled with the lack of the river noise from before. It was almost... gentle.

"Am I... dead?" I hadn't realized the words were said out loud until I felt my lips move, barely hearing my whispers over the wind, which was billowing harshly and picking up speed.

Opening my eyes I was met with a bright blue sky, the sun shining through the fluffy white clouds that were splattered across the scene. A small bird crossed the sky in front of me, blocking the rays of the sun for just a moment before it was out of sight again.

I blinked, wondering if I really was dead, before gazing at the (h/c) hairs that were flowing around my view.

Dazed, I took a glance below me.

It looked like a very large body of water; an ocean, to be exact.

What the hell was an ocean doing in the city?

Speaking of the city, there was none. It was vast, open space. Not a single landmass in sight. So, I was falling towards the ocean. An ocean that just sort of appeared, and not the river that I was previously about to drown in.

It took another moment before realizing the repeating danger; I was falling. Falling towards my death a second time. And at this height, a height much higher than when I had fallen off of the bridge, all of my bones would break and be pushed into my body. If the current didn't kill me, then the internal bleeding definitely would.

Tears bubbled up in my eyes. When my brain and body caught up to each other, I realized how close I had gotten to the water, and I was screaming shrilly before I could stop myself.

Terror ripped through me. After just having to accept the idea of dying in my fall off of the bridge, I was now flung into another gruesome death; but this time my brain had enough time to understand what was going on. There was no surviving this. I was either in hell, or stuck in my last moments; experiencing the fear of my own death on repeat. My vision was blurry as I choked on a sob.

The water was getting close... close, closer still.

Did I really have to go through this again? Was there no way I could survive this?

The instinctual, fearful process started again when I got within two-hundred feet of the water. I could hear the gentle lapping of the waves, now.

My teeth and eyes clenched shut, muscles tensing again to brace for the pain, heart racing for the incoming impact.

This was it. I was going to die. Again.

When the waves became the only thing that I could hear anymore, I felt a sudden pressure around my abdomen.

I was yanked to the side with a whiplash that was near breakneck speed. Grabbing at the squishy material around my waist for some sort of support, I opened my eyes right before I whacked into something solid. With a cry, we were both sent sprawling to the ground.

A low groan vibrated the object that I was now laying on, warm and firm, before I repeated the same sound; body aching from the fearful tension and then the rough collision. The surface beneath us rocked side to side, and I had to place a hand on the wooden boards beneath us to steady my trembling body before I fell over. Now on my knees between his thighs, I heard a shuffling in front of me.

Shaking my head, I opened my teary eyes to find the face of a boy right in front of mine. When our gazes met, he broke out into an enormous, adorable smile.

"Hey, I caught you!"

Chapter One

#luffy #luffy x reader #monkey d. luffy #one piece #monkey d luffy #one piece luffy

[snowywolf1005]

If Koby were to date a pirate Reader he’d definitely be jittery with how much anxiety is going into not revealing her. Only Helmeppo knows and he’s a teaser.

KOBY X PIRATE READER

Warning: none

Koby was so nervous, he is going on a date with you! He is still looking for what to give you. You are in the place called water 7.

He asked Helmeppo to help him how to flirt with you. "Okay, koby, if you want flirt, you have to tell her how beautiful she is, like she has beautiful eyes, the hair, and her body," he said.

"Wha!? Do I have to say it?" Koby question, Helmeppo sigh. "If you want to flirt with(Y/N), you have to do it," he said.

Koby decided to use his marine uniform, and he at the place where you told him where they met up.

Koby is standing there holding some flowers you like and waiting for you. "Koby~" A whisper behind his back, Koby blushed from the voice behind him.

He turned around to see you. Wearing something made him blush more, his face turning a red tomato.

Here are the clothes you wear:

Yeah... you decide to make koby blush more. "(Y/N)! Don't scare me like that!" koby yelled, you chulked.

"And what are you wearing!? It illegal!" He wisperd, "what~ I'm wearing it cause to make people think you're mine, darling ." You teased, making koby bleed his nose.

"What do you got from me, koby?" You asked.

Koby, look at you and look at his hand. "Oh! I brought you some flowers you liked, " he said, giving you the flowers.

You grabbed the flower and sniffed it. "It smells beautiful, koby, smell like you ." You said, making koby blush.

"W-well, uh... you -" "What? Cat got your tongue, " you teased him. Koby looks away from you for a moment.

And look your eyes, you smirk at him. "Come on, let have fun," you said, grabbing his hand.

You two went to different places, like a restaurant and shopping. Then you saw some food, "Hey koby, what do you want?" You asked.

"Oh! I'm good, I forgot to bring my wallet, " he said. You looked at him with a toxic look, "Did I ask you if you brought money?" You said.

Koby looked at you with wide eyes, thinking something that didn't know what you were talking about. "What do you want?" You said.

Koby sniff, "a potato butter, love you." After you two got food and started eating. You went back to the place you met, and you told koby something, "You're leaving!?" Koby yelled.

"Yeah, the straw hat and I going somewhere," you said, rubbing your neck. You looked koby who bit down, feeling that you never see him again.

"Koby," you said, Koby looked at. You grab his hand and put something on his wrist, Koby looks at his wrist. What you put is compass.

"A compass," Koby questioned, and you nodded. "This compass shows you where am I going, and look, I got my own to see where you going"

Koby smiled, " If you ever want to meet me, just follow the compass pointing at" you said.

Koby was excited, blushing so hard. You walked to koby, and he looked at you. Then you kissed his lips, and koby blinked his eyes to see you disappear.

HEY, GUYS!!! IF YOU WANT MORE!! JUST GIVE ME ANY HEADCANONS YOU WANT!!!!

#one piece x reader #one piece koby x reader #one piece koby x pirate reader #koby x pirate reader #koby x female reader #one piece x pirate reader

[pink-sparkly-witch]

Is a New Fic Coming Soon...?

Hey everyone! Here's a little teaser to a fic I finished a little while ago and didn't know if I'd post. If there's still some interest in AU Dean Winchester stories, and you guys want it... I might start posting the whole thing!

Summary: Sam and Y/N are happily married, but everything changes after a fatal car accident leaves her a widow. The Winchester motto: “Family Don't End With Blood,” takes on a whole new meaning for Y/N as she navigates her new normal with the help of her brother-in-law, Dean. But what no one can tell her is what happens when she falls in love again.  

Pairing: Sam Winchester x F!Reader | Dean Winchester x F!Reader (eventual)

Dean 2:26am

You really need to stop working so late, dude. Drive safe and get home to that girl of yours!

Knowing that Sam had likely responded to a text Dean had sent much earlier in the day just before he set off on that fatal car journey hits you like a freight train. And knowing Dean’s reply, telling his brother to come home to you had come through when the police were telling you he’d died, was gut-wrenching. Fighting back more tears, you unlock your own cell phone and call the number you’d been dreading for hours now.

“Y/N, darlin’? It’s early… is everything alright?” The gravelly voice on the other end of the phone sounds tired, scared and confused. You figure getting a call at 6am will do that to a person.

“John–” You’d fought hard to keep your voice steady and strong, but what came out was shaky and meek. “It’s Sam…”

“Y/N?” Dean’s voice startles you out of your daze and you blink up at him from the uncomfortable plastic chair in the waiting room. Unsteadily, you rise to your feet and make your way over to him, throwing yourself into his outstretched arms.

“Dean,” you cry as more tears fall from your sore and swollen eyes. Dean is on you in an instant, wrapping you in his arms and holding on tight.

“C’mere. You shoulda called us, sweetheart. We’d have been here with you,” Dean’s voice is strong, but it still cracks with emotion. “You didn’t need to do this alone.” You sob into his chest until your legs give way, and he lowers you both to the ground, keeping his arms around you the whole time and settling you onto the floor.

You cling to him with every ounce of strength you have, knuckles going white, afraid that another person you love might leave you. But Dean holds you tighter, shushing you and stroking your back in a desperate bid to calm you down. The sobs only ease and your body stops trembling when he begins to rock you and hum Nothing Else Matters by Metallica in your ear.

John looks on from the doorway, seeming utterly devastated. Not only has he lost his youngest child today, but it's like he knows he’s also lost a part of his daughter-in-law that might not ever come back.

“Come on, darlin’. Let’s get you out of here, huh?” His soft voice floats from somewhere in the distance, but your vision is too blurry from tears and swollen from puffiness to see exactly where. 

Dean places a gentle kiss on your temple and helps you stand on shaky legs. 

“Come on, Y/N. Let’s get you home. There’s nothing more we can do here.” 

You nod at Dean and let him guide you to his car. 

#the widow #teaser #dean winchester x reader #au dean winchester #pink sparkly witch

[nightswithkookmin]

Hey Goldy

Hope u are doing good cos i am not atall. When JK said Be happy even without us and cried on Live. He Literally cried infront of millions of people. Why did it felt like a Good Bye ? My heart is broken. I am sad. I have never thought about being happy without BTS in my life. I know this day will come when Army will have to learn to live and be happy without BTS but not now not anytime soon. I am not ready but what JK did in that Live has left sadness in my heart. I am happy about Set me free pt 2 teaser and been streaming it. Its going to be Legendry. I am excited for Jimin album but my damn mind keeps thinking of JK and his face with tears rolling down is bothering me. I dont know whats going on with him but i am praying to God that it was just Alcohol and nothing more.

I was bopping my head and sobbing along till I read goodbye

Ma'am step away from the light I will not lose you

Saying goodbye to WHOMST???

Not me cos he and I are not done

We have JJK1 to promote, stream and get to number one.

Goodbye, chileee I will move into his basement and ship him from there. now both he and I are uncomfortable staring at eachother cos my fat ass didn't fit under his bed.

Jungkook is not going anywhere hajima😫

Like you said, he switched on live television to cry in front of millions of people. If he had somewhere else to go with his angsty ass he wouldn't be here doing al that 🥴

Imagine being his 'girlfriend' and seeing him shed tears and cry himself to sleep drunk in front of million strangers when he could have come to you and cried and be vulnerable with you so you console him

When I think about all the times Jimin said I was talking with Jungkook, caressing our phones, crying, talking about how I want to be with the members for a very long time- these people have girlfriends my ass

Tae can't relate

I was expecting this around covid and around the time they announced their Solo careers. Seems he didn't give himself time to take it all in and deal and now it's hitting him hard🥴

I think it's good he is processing pent up emotions and externalizing certain thoughts. There are so many things I want to address from that video but will save it for another blog.

He is at the height of his career and he knows it. He's gonna process that somehow, the doubt the uncertainty, the fear, I just hope it doesn't paralyze him. Suga went through a similar phase as did Namjoon. Every artist goes through this.

People think it's easy to step out of the shadows of a big band as BTS and just catapult into the lime light- they should as Zayne Malik💀

As RM said, it's just too many voices telling you you are no good without your bandmates, too many people tearing your self Esteem apart, telling you you will fail, suddenly you are doubting if that song you made is good, wondering if you will become successful etc

For Jungkook I heard him saying all these, raising all these questions and curiosity about a solo career even before they announced it. I don't think it's easy for him. There's a lot of expectations and pressure to excel. Poor thing.

I really wish Jimin was free and had time to cuddle him. He just needs to be spooned. He will be fine 🙂

I think sometimes they don't realize the effect their tears have on us. Especially when they're crying and being sentimental and ominous about your career😫

I don't think it's just the alcohol. There's something going on with him. But i think he will be fine. the fact Namjoon told him to be quick and release his album means he has something in the works which is good. I don't want to analyze him too much cos it will take me away from Jimin.

We love him and I'm sure he feels the love.

The best we can do is support him and assure him we will be here for him whenever he needs us.

I feel Jimin is competing with a lot of people for army's attention. I love the competition but it's becoming ridiculous.

Let's stay focused. Let's learn to prioritize.

When we are done with Face, we have all the time in the world to discuss Jungkook's moody phase.

I want to hug you and tell you everything will be fine

Here's something to cheer you up

If that don't do it try this🥵

In a few days he's gonna be dropping an MV that's gonna keep all the girlies active 🥺

That still doesn't cheer you up? Crazy😩

Fine. I'll post a full analysis soon😓

[etincelleart]

Hey. Hope you're having a wonderful day

Just wanna say that your characters are amazing. Exactly what got you into creating them ? Any sort of inspiration ?

Hey, I'm having a good night and hope you too !

Thank you so much, I'm happy you appreciate them :) I'm happy to tell the tiny story behind their creation-

So, back in march/april 2021 I was in my last year of my bachelor's degree studying animation, and I still wasn't sure about going in the master's degree in animation as well after that. There were a lot of struggles at this moment but anyway

The thing is that for the master we had to create a short film, alone and (almost) fully done by ourselves, so our teachers asked us to start a sort of book or sketchbook to do researches and brainstorming about the film during summer. Even if I wasn't sure to continue I started it, and sketched a lot of stuff and various ideas I had at this moment

Then I ended up not going in the master's degree and taking a gap year instead, but I still continued to sketch stuff in that sketchbook because I still wanted to do my own film at some point. Uni or not the diploma was mostly a reason to make a film, but I in any case I wouldn't be free to do like I want because of teachers' reviews etc. I wanted to make it truly my own, maybe not perfect but just give it a try and be free to tell the story I want.

But I was frustrated because I wasn't finding something that would make me feel like it's my own stuff, it was too similar to RWBY for a lot of things (already a big inspiration at this moment, I was in the V8 brainrot for the first half of 2021 lmao). So I wasn't really going anywhere

BUT, randomly in december 2021 I had a pretty wild and pretty dream, I decided to paint digitally the main scene of it and doodle some concepts I had from it in my sketchbook :

I also ended up writing and composing a tiny song based on it (in french sorry-). It's not perfect at all or anything because I'm not a pro or super good, but creating a link between visual art & music helps me a lot most of the time so I do it (also for fun 'cause I love it) :

After that it didn't evolved much outside of the fact that I already had some sort of script for a "short film" or a teaser idk, I wrote that when I was in uni last winter. But I still wasn't really sure about the main characters or even their designs, even if Gris was the one I thought the most about and changed a lot of stuff

So last january/february I started to work on a first design and turn around for Gris :] (she didn't even have a name yet at this moment)

I continued to think of it until recently at the end of this summer where I sketched another design for her. As for Fauve, I knew for a long time I wanted Gris to have a strong bond with someone to help her go through stuff (and also a gf lol). I never really worked a lot on Fauve, I only knew she was going to have red or brown hair. x)

And I just sketched a first rough thing after Gris and liked it, so I kept it, it was really simple and easier than Gris' researches aha, idk Fauve's vibes felt pretty natural and logical after Gris was done.

Also if you're curious here are some of the first design ideas for them I had back in 2021/2022 :]

It changed a lot--

Anyway, now I'd love to develop more stuff and make a short film :]

#art #oc #original character #gris #fauve #story #original story #creation #character design #process #world building #sketchbook #researches #digital #digital art #digital painting #sketch #clip studio paint #song

[sasusakucoded]

Sasuke is early for their regular schedule. They're about to continue filming the scene after he used Amenotijikara to get to Sakura and Obito's dimension. Obito is there getting his prosthetics and make up done.

Sasuke: Hey, Obito!

Obito: Yo! Sorry this will take longer. Apparently we have only one make-up artist today.

Sasuke: Oh, okay.

Obito: And they said we'll be delayed. Some issues with the set up..

Sasuke: It's okay. I still have to memorize the script anyway.. Just call me when you're done. *goes to the corner to sit and read the script*

One by one, the cast and crew start to arrive. Sakura, his real-life girlfriend, is rushing too.

Sakura: *goes straight to the corner* Babe! *pants and hands him his iced coffee*

Sasuke: Hey.. Thanks.. Are you okay?

Sakura: Yeah. I thought I'm late.. I was stuck at the drive-thru for 30 minutes!

Sasuke: *sips his coffee* Rest for now.. They're having troubles with the set-up, so Obito said the filming will be a bit delayed today.

Sakura: Good. I have to calm myself. My cheeks are burning from the run. *laughs* By the way.. *shows her phone*

Sasuke: Where did you get this? I want it too! *gets his phone*

Sakura: You know our favorite AD [assistant director], right? I asked her yesterday.. *giggles*

Sasuke: *watches again and sends to his phone* Wait, that's all? Where's the kiss?

Sakura: Oh.. They cut that scene.

Sasuke: Again??

Sakura: Yes, babe.

Sasuke: *looks at her*

Sakura: I knoooow! I complained too.

Sasuke: Yeah, like why make us kiss if they're going to remove it every single time.

Sakura: *frowns* Didn't you like the kisses?

Sasuke: Sakura.

Sakura: *laughs* AD reminded me that our show is a shounen and not a shoujo.

Sasuke: Yeah, but a little bit of romance is necessary too, don't you think?

Sakura: That's not so Uchiha

-Sasuke-like! *laughs*

Sasuke: I mean they should've not included those scenes in the first place if they have that we-are-shounen mindset.

Kakashi: Right! *gives them a paper* Sign that then.

Sasuke: What's this?

Kakashi: Just sign it!

Sakura: *reads* Wait, this is addressed to Kishimoto-san?

Kakashi: Yeah, it's a petition.

Sasuke: Petition for what?

Kakashi: *sighs* For my shoujo agenda!

Sakura: Which specific show?

Kakashi: Ours! The show is ending soon and people are demanding for some continuation.

Sakura: People.. You mean you?

Kakashi: Yeah, me included. And the entirety of Japan.

Sasuke: I like the idea but I don't think Kishimoto-san will be swayed by this.

Kakashi: Just imagine you and Sakura having your own little family.. Show some of your sweet and sexy side..

Sakura: Th-That's inappropriate, man!

Kakashi: Ah, you should've seen people's reaction to the teaser for your eye contact slash sensual and you-know-what tension.

Sasuke: I thought he kiss was removed..

Kakashi: It was indeed! So you get it right? Eventhough the kiss scene was removed, people still like it!! This has so much potential. We should strike while the iron is hot.

Naruto: Heyyy! Sorry I'm late. Crashed into some fans on my way here.

Sakura: Ah, signing a whole lot of autographs again huh?

Naruto: Yeah, but they're asking for you and Sasuke too. I spent more time explaining where you are than the actual autographs and picture taking. *laughs*

Sasuke: Nah, half of the fandom hates me.

Naruto: Baka! They think your character is the coolest. *laughs*

Sakura: Well 75% of the fandom hates me.

Naruto: Not true at all!!

Sasuke: Maybe if Sakura's character ends up with Naruto, they won't be as bitter. Tss.

Sakura: Ah my baby is sulking.. That won't happen.. Sakura-chan will always be with her Sasuke-un.

Naruto: Yeah, Kishimoto-san explained his plans clearly. So, don't sulk, babe. *laughs*

Kakashi: Hey, Naruto. I need your signature too. And you two, stop with that "fans hate me" bs.

Sasuke: Easy to say when everyone likes you.

Kakashi: Maybe because they know I'm the shipper of the group. *laughs* Hey Naruto! The signature!!

Naruto: An autograph?

Kakashi: No.. Just sign this petition. If you want more details, turn to the next page.

Naruto: *turns the page* Wow, all of the Narutoverse couples are mentioned here..

Kakashi: Should I ask Kishimoto-san to give me a wife too? *laughs* I'll be that one character that looks after everyone's kids. And I won't even complain.

AD: *walks in* Sorry to interrupt but it's time to change! *hands Sasuke his contact lenses* Here, "babe".

Naruto: Yikes, that Rinnegan one looks painful to wear!!

Kakashi: Too easy for babe. Right, babe? *laughs*

Sasuke: Shut it!

Everyone in the set calls Sasuke "babe" ever since Sakura accidentally blurted it out. They were not yet official at that time. It is a running joke but the crew also do it to protect them from the prying media as they're not out in the public.

Sasuke: This 22mm sclera will make me blind, I swear.

Naruto: Well, Uchihas are supposed to be blind after some time, right? *laughs*

Kaguya: *walks in* Am I late?

Sakura: Not at all, Oba-chan!

Kaguya: Hey Sakura-chan! Hello Naruto, Kakashi! And how's my favorite nephew?

Sasuke: You also say that to Nii-san.

Kaguya: Yeah, but he's not here. *laughs* Anyway, I need to be painted now. I brought you some snacks. Share it with them. *gives to Sasuke* See you later! *leaves*

Sakura: Ah, if people just know how pretty she is without that white make up.

Naruto: She's pretty even with white paint, you know.

Kakashi: *looks at Sasuke* Babe. Why don't you tell your aunt to—

Sasuke: As you said, Kakashi's character should remain single. Maybe in real life too.

Kakashi: That's very cruel!!

---

Sasuke: Hey..

AD: Yes, babe?

Sasuke: Sakura said you shared this clip with her.. *shows his phone*

AD: Yeah. It's a secret, okay?

Sasuke: Yeah.. Can I get a copy of the extended version?

AD: What do you mean?

Sasuke: Y-You know.. The deleted scene..

AD: Ah, of course. But I can't share that..

Sasuke: Come on now, AD.

AD: Sorry babe, we can't release a copy of that. It might leak somewhere, you know. Very risky.

Sasuke: *sighs* Ah, I could use Sasuke's genjutsu right now. *laughs*

AD: You know what, I'll show you. But you can't save a copy. Fair enough?

Sasuke: *nods* Can we show Sakura too?

AD: Yeah!

Sasuke: I'll get her! Thank you so much! *leaves smiling*

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Director: Sasuke, Sakura, Obito.. You're next! Prepare in 30 minutes.

Sasuke: Hai!

Director: Make sure to copy the bruises from our last shoot, okay?

MUA: Yessir! Sasuke-san, come with me when you're ready.

Sasuke: *nods*

Sakura: Babe, look here first! *raises her phone*

Sasuke: *smiles for the picture*

Sakura: And another one! This time don't smile.. Look cold like Sasuke-kun..

Sakura: Perfect either way!!

#from ask #sasusaku au #sscoded no 214 #ty yoniak

[justanotherblonde]

it's sasodei week 2024!

i have precisely one thing to contribute, but ffs it's not done yet grr!! maybe we can blame my dog... she demanded i come play with her no less than nine times (i kept track) as i wrote this post (she does this by shouting at me then humping my leg to show me who's boss, sometimes pulling on my sweater sleeve with her sharp li'l teefs, beagles, man, i tell ya...) 🐶

anyway!! here's a TEASER of my Day 3 Band/Rockstar/Idol AU story ahhhhh!!! it's not even titled yet!!!!! i don't even really know what the tags will be! and i haven't had time to make a header image!! 😫

but this i know, oh this i know:

Sasori is first chair cello of the Sunagakure Philharmonic

He has a dirty little secret hobby: listening to metal (among other genres that are definitely not classical)

One of the bands he listens to is called C4

Guess who's the lead singer???

Yes, you guessed it, it's Deidara, singer/song-writer, perhaps much more...

In this AU, everybody lives!! Well... okay fine, Sasori's parents still didn't make it, i'm sorry

But that means two important things: Third Kazekage is alive! And there are a LOT of Uchiha running around.

There's more, a lot more, but you'll have to wait until i steal more minutes and hours from my dog and my work! but i'll give it to ya, come hell or high water! or wildfires, earthquakes, debilitating PM 2.5 ratings, or uh... dare i say... another pandemic??? FEAR NOT!

if you want to wait for the full thing to drop to read, i've left the teaser excerpt below the cut.

a million thanks to @sasodeiweek for hosting this event and encouraging us SasoDei creators to flex our creative muscles! loving all the contributions so far!

and without further ado...

Rehearsal ran circles round Sasori’s ears. The music followed him always, all hours.

Chapter 1

Rehearsal ran circles round Sasori’s ears. The music followed him always, all hours.

The fine, agile fingers of his left hand twitched; his right hand swayed side to side, marking the strokes of his bow. Eyes half-closed, his feet kept time on the pavement as he walked. It was Haydn this week, Cello Concerto No. 1 in C major. A weighty yet familiar responsibility for Sasori, first chair cello of the Sunagakure Philharmonic.

He sighed. Rehearsal had wrapped half an hour ago. He was on his way home, and tomorrow was a rest day. He didn’t need to torture himself like this. 

The headphones around his neck were a comforting weight, as friendly and intimate as the straps of his cello case on his shoulders. He flipped them over his ears and dug in his coat pocket for his phone. Scrolling through the saved playlists on his music app, he skipped all of the classical “homework” and went straight for his guilty pleasures: dance-pop, glam-rock, musicals… and heavy metal. 

No one at work knew about his low, low tastes.

Well, the Third had known. 

Sasori gritted his teeth, biting back unbidden memories. Now he definitely needed to blast his brain clean with some noise. 

Something heavy.

Something loud.

Something to transport him far away from the sand-scraped streets of Sunagakure.

His thumb landed on the album he was looking for.

Art is an EXPLOSION by C4. Track 1: “Light It Up.”

From that first haunting guitar chord, the tension Sasori held in his chest and face dispersed. He rode that twisting whine down, down… someplace dark and cool, far beneath the earth. As the barreling drums built to a crescendo, he held his breath—wait for it!—

A million years, through timeless stone I’m damned to walk this path alone This darkness, all I’ve ever known…

The lead singer had a deep, melodic voice. He molded each word of the verse carefully, tenderly, as if he were embarking on a ballad… then WHAM!

Cymbals crashed; the roaring chorus caught the last two notes of an electrifying riff like a surfer hopping a wave:

Light it up! Hey, light it up! Strike a match and light it up! My fuse is short, ’m ready to blow, Crush the ceiling down to the floor!

Not in a million years would Sasori admit out loud to anyone that he listened to C4, especially not now that the public were actually aware of their existence. The metal band had catapulted to fame last year with their single “Burn Down All the Discos,” but Sasori had been listening to them well before that. Three years ago, his music app had recommended him a track from Art is an EXPLOSION—C4’s debut album—based on his eclectic streaming history. 

If the first song Sasori had heard by C4 had been anything but “Artist,” he’d probably never have given them a chance: their usual sound was, on the surface, sloppy, and most of the lyrics were childish boasts. “Look at me!” their vocalist seemed to say in every song. 

But “Artist” was different. It was, inexplicably, an up-tempo perversion of Vivaldi’s Winter Largo in F Minor, lamenting how hard it was to live for art’s sake when the world ran on money and heroic virtue. Listeners without classical training would be unable to appreciate or likely even identify the subtleties of what had been done with the classical score, but the first time he heard it, Sasori had been riveted. Vivaldi’s rhythmic harpsichord had been replaced with a softly tapped snare drum; a mournful electric guitar carried the melody when it wasn’t sung. 

Curiosity piqued, Sasori had investigated the rest of the album, and found similar nods to classical music throughout the tracks, much harder to notice than the adapted Vivaldi, drowned as they were in a thunderstorm of electric guitar and percussion. C4 were more than just a metal band: they experimented with typical traits of the genre and also drew from pop rock, classical music, even musical theatre to create a sound unlike anything Sasori had ever heard. They broke all the rules and they did it with glee.

One day—a rest day—home alone and bored, Sasori had looked up the band online. It surprised him to learn that the lead singer had been only sixteen when the band was formed. That powerful voice certainly didn’t sound like it belonged to a teenager. But the band’s website was light on biographical information, and Sasori hadn’t felt like digging deeper. An overwhelming amount of fan sites and social media accounts had sprung up since “Burn Down All the Discos” and C4’s world tour. Bored as he was that day, Sasori wasn’t about to use his precious free time to obsess over some flash-in-the-pan rock band, especially one fronted by a kid.

And yet, he still listened to them.

“Artist” often competed for the position of most frequently-played song on his app, but only when he was feeling particularly moody. 

It crossed his mind that he ought to check if C4 had come out with anything new lately—the app usually sent a message when artists he’d followed released new music. Pausing to wait for a traffic light, he dug for his phone again.

Lo and behold, a new album had dropped not three days ago.

Beauty of a Moment, it was called. The cover art featured the Venus de Milo... mid-explosion.

Sasori chuckled under his breath. “He really does fancy himself an artist, doesn’t he…” 

What a fool. Popular music was not art. Rock music was not art. It came and went, but the classics stayed. For centuries. Forever.

It was the one thing Sasori and the Third had always agreed on, despite all of their differences. 

Speaking of which… 

...

#sasodeiweek2024 #justanotherblonde #sasori #deidara #sasodei #deisaso #sasodeiweek #music AU #band AU #idol AU #rockstar AU

[vinziel]

HIII I was wondering if you could do a kid ritz x male reader please!!! I kinda want them to already be in a relationship but the reader is a pop singer and is a rival with velvet and veneer and so ritz and reader team up to sing a song to beat velvet and veneer or something I don’t really know but I really want a lot of lovey dovey moments cause I feel like he would be that type of person? Pretty please……

A/N: Thank you so much for the request!! Now in this one-shot Velvet and Vaneer actually had talent and didn't kidnapped Floyd. So this'll be just be a fluffy one-shot. Velvet and Vaneer will be rivals with Reader but no actual negative stuff, just friendly rivalry.

Battle of the Pop stars Kid Ritz x Male reader

You were a Pop star, your fame and singing voice rivaled that of Velvet and Vaneer, though it was all fun and had no ill intentions behind it, your fan base also didn't have a problem with the Superstars or their fan base since they knew the rivalry wasn't serious. You were cuddling with your boyfriend Kid Ritz on the couch, Ritz was helping you relax after a rather stressful concert "Thanks babe, the concert was stressful" You say, sighing in relief, just glad your boyfriend was here to help you relax "Hey it's no problem. Just here to support my talented boyfriend" He says, hugging you tight, the compliment made you blush a bit

You were hanging out with Velvet and Vaneer, with Kid Ritz, just talking and eating out, as you were talking Velvet had an idea "Hey! Wouldn't it be cool if we did like a singing battle?" She says excited about her idea "What do you mean?" You ask, confused about what she was trying to say "Well you know how we're super popular and we have this mini rivalry on our socials, what if we collaborated and did a singing battle where we take turns in singing and performing and in the end we'll do a vote on who wins! It can bring us new fans! And increase our fame! We'll be performing 5 of our songs!" Velvet says, her idea intrigued you, as always Velvet was obsessed with fame but she also includes her brother.

"Well that would be fun! I agree we should do it! We can do mini teasers on our socials. Making a mini trailer for it to get our fans hyped!" You say, agreeing with Velvet's idea "I'm down" Vaneer says "That'd be cool, and I'll host it as always" Kid Ritz says "I knew it was a good idea!" Velvet exclaims "Well we can start preparing songs to perform" You say. After that meetup with Vaneer and Velvet, you and Kid Ritz went home, just talking about Velvet's idea and what songs you'll be performing "Oh! I think you should perform "Cupid's Arrow" it's my personal favorite of all your songs" Kid Ritz suggests, Cupid arrow was his favorite song from you mostly due to it being a love song about him "You only want that because it's about you don't you?" You say a smug look on your face, chuckling "Maaaaybeee" Kid Ritz replies, giggling after "Well I'll keep that in mind" You say.

The day came for the concert, the "Battle of the Pop Stars" as you, and Velvet called it. Your socials were blowing up and the fans have been so hyped for the concert. Kid Ritz had helped you practice the songs, he memorized all your songs and whenever you'd mess up the practice he'd help you, you sometimes caught him staring at you in awe. You'd blush whenever you saw him stare. You, Velvet and Vaneer made your entrances, as the crowd cheered, as Kid Ritz said "Everyone please give a warm welcome to the famous superstars Y/N, Velvet and Vaneer!" The crowd cheered loudly. "Please settle down everyone as The Battle of The Pop Stars is about to begin" Kid Ritz says, moving out of the stage, as the crowd went silent, as Velvet and Vaneer popped up, starting to perform their songs, the crowd cheered.

The concert went on and as Velvet and Vaneer performed their last song, it was your turn to perform yours. You had popped up at the stage, the atmosphere suddenly turning pink, as your famous love song's instrumental "Cupid's Arrow" starts to play. While you were performing, you saw Kid Ritz watching you on awe, as you walked up to him, and grabbed him, bringing him with you on stage, inviting him to sing, as first he was reluctant but then he started to perform with you, both of you singing your hearts out, the crowd cheered and screamed, you've always kept your love life hidden from your fans, though the fans always theorized you were in a relationship with Kid Ritz, guessing that the song "Cupid's Arrow" was made for him, and now to see it actually being officially confirmed they cheered, as you two performed and danced together. As the song ended you put your hands on Kid Ritz's cheek, before kissing him on the lips, as he reciprocated. The crowd went absolutely crazy.

After that it was time for the votings "Everyone you will be given 30 minutes to cast in your vote. Vote for who you think performed better. Velvet and Vaneer? Or Y/N?" Kid Ritz says, with a slight blush still present on his cheeks. The crowd was filled with whispers as the crowd was deciding on who to vote for, the concert was also livestreamed so those who couldn't attend the concert could watch it and cast their own vote. After 30 minutes was up everyone had cast their votes "And with a total of fifteen thousand three hundred sixty-five votes! The winner iiiiiissss.....Y/N!!" Kid Ritz announced, as the crowd cheered before Kid Ritz continued with "With 163 votes above Velvet and Vaneer, congrats to the 3 superstars!" After the concert, you and Kid Ritz met up with Velvet and Vaneer "Congrats on the win Y/N!" Vaneer says cheerfully, as Velvet says "Well you won fair and square, so congrats but we won't go so easy next time" Velvet chuckles, obviously joking, you chuckle with her "Thanks guys, congrats to you too, I was only 163 votes above you guys. It was really close!" Velvet and Vaneer said their goodbyes, you and Kid Ritz went home.

"I hope you didn't mind when I kissed you in front of the crowd" You say, Kid Ritz replied with "Oh it's alright. I didn't mind" You both were walking back home "Congrats by the way" Kid Ritz says, giving you a quick kiss on the lips which makes you blush before continuing with "I'm proud of you" He says, you chuckle responding with "Thanks" You say, touched by his words, you both kiss under the night sky, it was long yet passionate. Maybe this career wouldn't be so stressful after all, at least you had your boyfriend with you.

A/N: OK. My first request EVER. I hope y'all liked this and remember to give me more prompts and ideas for this.

#trolls 3 #trolls #trolls velvet #trolls kid ritz #trolls vaneer #x male reader #male reader #mount rageous #concert #gay #lovey dovey

[vincentmatthews]

Crimson Snowfall

Pairing: Tav × Astarion {Fluff}

Small Description: Astarion sees snow for the first time in over 200 years.

A/N: This isn't much, it's more of something I wrote for fun because I love the concept. It's not a full fledged fic, just a small teaser. If y'all want more of something like this, let me know and I can work on a part 2. Thank you for reading this and I hope you enjoy it :)

~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~

Soft, cold snow fluttered down from the sky. The sunlight illuminated the blankets of the ice snowflakes. It was the first time on over 200 years that he'd been able to see snowfall during the day. He'd grown accustomed to the beauty it held at night, yet the sight it held in the sunlight was a whole different experience in of itself. He had forgotten how captivating it was, how cold it felt, and how it blanketed everything it touched.

Crimson eyes widened, admiring the crystallized flakes flutter down to merge with the fluffy blankets of cold. His breath fogged as he exhaled. Tav stopped, realizing that the vampire had stopped following them.

"Are you okay?" They asked, smiling slightly as they saw the rosey hue on his face, and tips of his ears. "Here-" They set down their bag, opening it.

"Oh I'm-" Astarion attempted to defend himself as they retrieved a thermos. They uncapped it, pouring him a cup of coffee, handing it to him.

"Here. You'll catch a cold if you don't keep warm." Tav recapped the thermos, pulling the ties to close up their bag, slinging it over their shoulder. Holding the hot thermos by the handle. They continued walking down the road, admiring the beautiful landscape.

"Thank you." He smiled slightly to himself as he looked down at the steaming hot coffee. He'd be lying if he said the simple gesture didn't make him feel rather flustered. He didn't deserve this sort of kindness that Tav or the others showed him. Especially when most of the time all he did was complain about everything. He was unworthy of simple gestures like this, yet Tav always did it without a second thought and without asking for anything in return. It made him feel weird, but it was a nice change for once. One he could definitely get used to.

"You're getting snow in your hair-" They laughed, reaching up to gently brush the snowflakes from his white pure hair.

"Oh, I guess I forgot to put on my hat." He raised the hot cup of coffee to his lips, inhaling the warmth.

"When we get back to Elfsong, we'll get you warmed up next to a fire. Gale will even make you some of his famous tomato bisque soup."

"Just tell him not to put garlic in it this time." Tav laughed. "It's not funny, I almost died."

"HEY GALE, MAKE SURE TO PUT EXTRA GARLIC IN THE SOUP TONIGHT!! ASTARION ASKED FOR IT!!" Tav yelled forward to the group.

"ABSOLUTELY!" Gale yelled back, spinning around and giving them a thumbs up and smile, before spinning back forward. Continuing his conversation with a very ecstatic Karlach.

"You're more evil than me." He mumbled, his crimson eyes narrowed in a glare, then closed as he drank. The hot liquid warmed him from the inside out, electing a satisfied sigh from his lips as he lowered the cup. "You're lucky you're pretty."

"Aww~♡ Thanks~♡" Tav hummed at him, bumping slightly against him in a friendly gesture.

"Because you sure as hell aren't the brightest candle in the seance." He laughed to himself, a wicked smirk spread to his lips, his eyes narrowing his normal glare.

"Fuck you Astarion." Tav huffed, frustrated.

"You're just mad because I'm right, and you're in love with me~♡"

"Excuse- What- No- I- FUCK YOU ASTARION!!" Tav's face turned a darker hue from embarrassment, they huffed and stormed forward, rejoing the group once again. Astarion smiled to himself, seeing them storm off like that was adorable, and well worth it.

He gave a soft scoffed laugh before he downed the rest of the cup of hot coffee before running to catch up with the rest of the group.

"Tav said you're freezing up, Little Bat. Come 'ere." Karlach hummed, giving him a soft smile, throwing her arm around Astarion's shoulder, holding him close to keep him warm. Astarion sighed softly, looking at Tav who gave them a side eye. Astarion's eyes narrowed, as he flipped them off. They smiled and returned the simple gesture and sharp glare. He'd admit, it was a fairly good day.

#astarion my beloved #They would call Astarion “Little Bat.” #bg3 astarion #astarion #bg3 #bg3 tav #tav #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3

[thrilling-oneway]

OKAY N25 event is starting tomorrow and it's lasting 12 days but who cares I need to word vomit about event spec instead of doing my homework.

WxS event is Tsukasa no question unless the devs have given up on 2D:3D MV ratio given the updates. I mean daichan basically confirmed it on the stream lol. Anyway Tsukasa has never had a vsinger on one of his unit gachas so that's gonna change probably. I noticed they've been putting out cards for vsingers other than the starters/miku probably to show off the new costumes that didn't get L2D, which leaves us with MEIKO. However, she's been on 2 WxS events this year (one of which was Tsukasa's) so I'm ruling her out and am willing to just settle for KAITO (doubtful about Miku considering the likelihood of her sanrio 4* being soon).

Anyway as for the others definitely not Nene. She's been on all of Tsukasa's gachas so far give her a break please. Staff actually caught all of wxs up on exchange cards now but I'll say 3* for now just because it's been longer since her last one than her last 2*. Now the 3rd 4*. Emu or Rui? On the one hand, Emu has less cards than Rui and less 4*s this year, but on the other hand, she's been one 2 Tsukasa banners already when Rui's only been on 1. But then again, Rui needs a 2*. And I'm tempted to say this could be a wxs boys centric event given the teaser, but then again you have events like BFBY, BFST and woao which have significant characters as a 2* or just not at all. And then again, Emu has a 4* lim coming up, so her getting a gacha card followed closely by a lim is somewhat unlikely (although has been done in the past). And then there's the fact that if Rui gets another 4* he catches Miku. Fuck. OH actually WL lims are gonna make Kanade and Mizuki equal with Miku lol so yeah here we go

Either Tsukasa/Emu/KAITO + Nene 3* Rui 2*

or Tsukasa/Rui/KAITO + Nene 3* Emu 2* (emnn can be swapped in this instance tbh)

mm maybe meiko still works looking back after i finished this post

AND then for mixed event I'm still standing by my initial school festival spec. Probably Nene banner and Kami 2-A lims. Nene's last lim was the vday one 11 months ago, Akito's last lim was his fes about 5 months ago, and An's was the 2.5th lim 8 months ago, so it works. An's been an exchange card recently so 4* for her is fairly likely anyway, plus Nene pretty much guaranteed to be an exchange card on the Tsukasa event. This could be an Akito banner ig but I've tentatively got him down for White Day rn, however he doesn't actually have a mixed event stamp yet, but he could get one even if it was a Nene event anyway. Slap a WxS vsinger (Rin?) reward card and idk maybe a Toya 2* (or Rui if he isn't 2* on the Tsukasa event) and bam.

nene/an/akito + rin 3* toya or rui 2*

N25 has to be the first event next month lol since WL doesn't count as part of the main rotation and saying those a lim cards is fucking stupid they're barely lims. On one hand, it's been a year since the last ena event, but Kanade has less events than everyone else and also Ena sanrio lim. I would've said Ena 4* for Kanade event but we're gonna scrap that and for now i'm tempted to say mafuyu again i know she's been on 2/3 kanade events so far but hey if nene can go 3 for 3 on tsukasa gachas then sure. i would have said mizuki but once again. lots of 4*s already. this gives kanade the most 4*s in the game but who even cares atp not clpl that's for sure.

kanade/mafuyu/kaito + ena 3* mizuki 2* (mzen are swappable)

kanade/mizuki/kaito + mafuyu 3* ena 2*

then maybe a leoni honami event with ichisaki 4*s, shiho 3*, vsinger 2*. also this or n25 is the xmas event. and fuck knows who new year could be. mizuki? n25 hasn't had a NY banner yet. fuck do i know.

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