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apompkwrites · 3 years

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reader impact || first meetings: unreconciled stars

series masterlist characters: scaramouche, fischl, mona genre: fluff summary: a game has been released entitled genshin impact, consisting of otherworldly abilities relying on the basic elements of nature. the game follows the story of an interdimensional traveling twin in search of their other half. along this journey, they meet different characters that live in this world. including you. notes: i'm sorry fischl and mona's aren't that good :(( this is actually my first time writing for them but i hope you enjoy <33

scaramouche's playthrough -

oof scara

scara scara scara

this boy hates his chat and at this point they don't care.

it's not like he'll badmouth them, right?

think ludwig.

that's him.

he's a very angy boy please--

as for what he does?

much like childe he'd do a lot of pvp games.

he's not too keen on showing off his personal life.

he prefers that boundary between his viewers and himself, y'know?

he honestly doesn't even understand why his viewers like him.

he knows he's a mean person and yet here they are :/

he doesn't take requests from his viewers he just kinda plays whatever he wants.

imagine his viewers' surprise when they see him streaming genshin--

they asked why a lot.

"it seemed cool."

this man just wants to play some good ol' anime games.

his chat calls him soft and he just glares.

anyway now he's actually playing.

he's not really into mondstadt's characters they're all... okay to him.

he feels a bit better in liyue.

not because it's pretty oh no no no.

because look at all the enemies outside >:))

he'll clear the whole field don't test him.

anyway, now onto the unreconciled stars event :00

this man really doesn't like katheryne--

anyway at this point he's tasked with find fritz, which he doesn't really want to do.

he sees the dude on the ground but that's only after he sees someone standing next to him.

and then he sees someone standing next to him :0

"is the guy on the floor sleeping?"

"i believe so. i've tried everything, but he won't wake up."

he will pause to look at your outfit.

it's so complex but it's so cool!!!

his chat suspects something's up but... he'll just snap at them like he normally does.

but he'll silently admire you <3

also yOU'RE T I N Y ! !

and then paimon points out your clothes and the cameras pans up your body--

"heh... and by "this person over here," you mean me, right?"

he will choose the "those unique clothes are quite beautiful" option in a heartbeat.

he doesn't care that his chat is teasing him, he just wants you to know :))

he's kinda sad when you leave, though...

"please come back soon..."

his CHAT HAS NEVER SEEN HIM SO SOFT BEFORE

skip to a few events later when the constellation is revealed to be leonard's.

the sudden cutscene catches him off guard because he's prepared to fight someone.

"hi! sounds interesting... mind if i join you?"

he won't say anything but he will physically relax at the sight of you.

you make this man soft please--

he's lowkey angry when his character is teleported away from you :(

(name): the sixth of the eleven fatui harbingers

HYPEHYPEHYPE

YOU'RE SO COOL!

of course he doesn't say that but his chat can tell that's what he's thinking.

this man's eyes go wide when you order the fatui around.

please help he really likes you. you're so assertive and cute and cool and just AGH--

fischl's playthrough -

fischl can and will do cosplay streams.

her fans like to watch her because of the "character" she puts up for the camera.

honestly she just does this because she genuinely enjoys cosplaying and bringing characters to life.

oz is the nickname for her pet bird :))

she definitely gets a lot of trolls in her chat that make fun of her for her cosplays and "dumb" way of speaking.

in which case she'll just yell at them using her "dumb" way of speaking.

she really does care about how people see her but her chat comforts her a lot after, so she feels better after a few minutes :))

the games she plays are very fantasy based and take place in worlds that don't exist.

once she gets into a game, she'd pick her favorite character and cosplay as them everytime she streams that game.

sometimes she does sewing streams where she actually makes her own cosplay with her fans.

they like to make it with her if they have the materials :D

genshin impact was a game her fans recommended because they actually want to see fischl cosplay the characters.

they will beg her to do the cosplay creation on stream.

(they defintitely know who she'll choose to cosplay but it's fine)

when she reaches the unreconciled stars event, she's really excited to learn about the fated meteorite granting sleep upon touch.

she's ready to go around teyvat in search of an answer when...

"katheryne! vassal of the immernachtreich, do mine ears deceive me, or didst thou cry out mine holy name in earnest supplication not one moment ago?"

some of her chat is obviously confused by your speech but her long time viewers can understand some of it.

oz, who fischl had brought with her to play, seems excited to see your familiar flying to you :)

fischl is just as excited as he is!!

please you speak just like her and you're voice is so nice and it actually sounds like the developers put thought into what the speech would mean in "proper speech."

"a pleasure to meet you again, katheryne."

YOU'RE FAMILIAR IS JUST AS COOL AS YOU ARE!!

some of her viewers will beg for her to skip through your dialogue.

when she sees those comments, she will purposefully let your dialogue play out, proceed to read out that same dialogue, and respond to you as if she was actually talking to you.

not just to spite them but because it's also a lot of fun for her <3

"it would seem the gods have blessed us with meeting such a well-respected being!"

translation: she's really excited to have met you.

as soon as you spoke she decided she would cosplay as you.

she's already planning out all of the materials she'll need and how much time it would take.

if your familiar is a bird, you best bet oz will be in her photo shoots for your cosplay.

most of the time you're on screen, she'll talk to her viewers about you in her classic chuunibyou style <333

she's really sad when it's time for you to leave :(((

"... goodbye, fischl. you are a good listener. i enjoy chatting with you. to be honest, most of the other adventurers in the guild only ever talk to me when they wanna hear (familiar)'s reconnaissance reports... this little journey we had... it was a great adventure. i'm just sorry that is has to end so abruptly..."

she might cry wait--

she relates to you even more now :(

"ah! what am i doing? i totally broke form..."

you're too cute pleas--

mona's playthrough -

mona does a lot of nightly streams.

it's very rare for you to catch her streaming with daylight.

she likes to share things about astrology while sitting outside drinking something warm.

she'll do a lot of nightly gaming streams as well.

mainly calmer games that people can vibe to in the background.

she prefers to keep her streams lowkey and chill, much like the life she wants to lead.

if only she had the money to do so...

yes, mona is still struggling with money even as a streamer.

she greatly appreciates any donations her fans give to her because she practically relies on them to pay her rent and daily necessities.

of course, it's not like she's completely struggling, just enough to barely get her by.

anyway, her fans ask her about playing genshin impact, inticing her with their talk about the stars and night sky in the game.

she's the type of player to take her time in the environment and take a lot of pictures of her character at night.

she's actually really excited when she hears about this new event centering around the stars and sky :D

soon enough, she gets around to the part where she is need of an astrologist.

she's HYPED to hear there's an astrologist in the game.

"someone looking for me? who is it?"

she will squeal, please.

look at you!!!

your whole design has stars and is space-themed and you're so cute and you're voice is so soothing ! ! !

she really likes listening to you talk about astrology because your voice gets even softer than before.

that scene where you go to the cliff??

please she has that scene as her lockscreen <3

you just look so cool when you start to do your process.

you're so focused and the way they animate your process in the game is beautiful.

and then the fatui harbinger interrupts one of your meetings :00

you grab onto mona's character and teleport away in a cloud of stars and specks of your elemental vision.

she's kinda embarrassed when you scold her about getting involved with the harbinger--

but not only are you really cool and awesome, you're super strong, too!

please be sassy more she really likes how proud you sound :))

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wolfish-trickster · 2 years

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Care to dance?

Loki x female!reader

Word count: 3K

Summary: your best friend drags you to a dance lesson. After many training sessions with complete peaces of wood comes a handsome man to twirl you around

Warning: none, possible typos (as usual)

A/N: what you're about to read is word for word, action for action exactly the same as what happened to me 2 days ago. I can't stop thinking about that boy for some reason and this is my way of dealing with it, enjoy

Tag list: @gaitwae @lucywrites02 @hard-to-be-the-bard @birdgirl90 @laramoonworld @forevernthensome @kozkaboi @the-emo-asgardian @theaudacitytowrite

'Come on, it will be fun!' with these words your best friend from highschool invited you to join her on classical dance lessons. She was so excited, she always loved to dance. And since you liked to move around to music as well you agreed and joined her.

Until you found out how wooden some men can be.

One walked all over your shoes, the other always started with the wrong foot and there was this one guy who couldn't step to the rhythm to save his own life. Granted, there were some decent dancers, but they were so few and far in between you couldn't help but remember only the bad ones. But you didn't mind. Your friend enjoyed herself every single monday, nomatter who she danced with.

Today was supposed to be the last day of training with a big party at the end. Everyone came in their best clothes. Lena, your friend, took it a level further and brought a second dress as well.

"Why the heck would you bring it? One isn't enough?" you chuckled as you helped her zip up her black dress.

"In case I get sweaty. I wanna look my best for the whole night," she explained and twirled around showing off her black glittery skirt. "Time for the make up!" she said and happily skipped from bathroom back to the training room to do her make up infront of a huge mirror.

You akwardly stood next to her and admired both her and other girls moving little brushes along their faces. Every move, every stroke was done with such elegance. You were kind of jealous of them. How they could make it look so easy to do.

Lena glanced your way. "Don't you want to prettify yourself as well?"

"Huh? Oh, no. I already put make up over my acne and dark circles. That's enough for me."

"Oh come on! How about one thin eyeline? That won't hurt!"

"No," you sighed, "but everytime I wear eyeliners or eyeshadows they melt off of my skin and it looks like I was crying."

Lena pouted. "A lip gloss then? Please, wear at least that," she pleaded.

You rolled your eyes. "Fine, but can you put it on me please? I've always been sloppy with it," you chuckled.

Lena instructed you to open your mouth and stay still. When she was finished you glanced into the mirror. It didn't look that bad. The lip gloss was decent and you felt a little pretty.

"Alright, time to have sime fun!" Lena chirped and lead you hand in hand onto the dance floor. The teacher usually assigned all of the girls a male partner. This time it wasn't different. The only thing that was different was the fact there were too many girls, not enough boys. Some would have to dance with two girls.

A dark haired young man in black suit arrived and apologized for being late. You stared at him. You don't think you've seen him before on these classess. But some other men greeted him so he obviously was here before. Why couldn't you remember him?

"Excuse me," he asked, "with who should I dance?"

"You don't have a partner?" the teacher asked.

The young man shook his head. Teacher then turned to girls. "Which one of you doesn't have a partner?"

You and Lena shyly raised your hands. The teacher lead the young man to the two of you. "These ladies will dance with you tonight."

The man chuckled and leaned in to tell something to a tall blonde man standing infront of you. "I didn't have a partner and now I have two, what a start!"

He stood between you two then. The young man was taller than you, his dark hair kept falling into his blue eyes. You thought he looked cute. But you were worried if he was a good dancer or if you should say goodbye to your toes.

"Alright everybody!" the teacher clepped to get all of your attention. "We will start with valtz. First group please!"

All men lead their partners on the floor, with exception of some girls who didn't have partners and had to share just like you and Lena. The partner in question turned to both of you as if he wanted you to decide which one will be in the first group. You really wanted to put your cold hand into his warm one, but your anxiety won and you let Lena go first.

As soon as the music started and the pairs started dancing your jaw fell. The man dancing with Lena was incredible! The right posture, the right pace. Just beautiful. Looking at them was so satsfying you almost forgot to check the steps and refresh your memory.

The song ended, the man bowed and gracefully lead Lena to you. Just then you noticed his smile. Damn he was adorable.

Lena let go of his hand and you took her place. His palm was warm, a little rough. Maybe he did some kind of sport that roughens his palms. Climbing maybe? Martial arts?

As you got to the position you panicked. "With which leg do I start?" you asked, completely forgetting the fact you didn't know him.

The man smiled at you teasingly. "Let yourself get surprised."

You rolled your eyes and quickly glanced at the pair to your right. The music started, few beats passed. The lady started with her left leg. And so did you.

The dance was one of the most pleasant ones you've had in a long time. He lead you across the dance floor and you let go and relaxed your shoulders. For the first time you genuenly enjoyed the dance and even though you were supposed to look over your partner's shoulder you stole few glances at him as well. You noticed some dark short hair on his jaw, few birthmarks as well. And he smelled incredible. Not too much of a heavy cologne, but just the right amount to make it comforting.

You almost hated the fact songs were so short. The song ended, you both bowed and he lead you back to Lena. She instantly noticed how relaxed you were and smiled. "Oh shut up," you whispered to her before she could even say something. However her smile was promising you few words after the handsome stranger is out of the earshot.

Teacher announced the romantic dance. Tango. The young man lead Lena to the dancefloor and they danced just like before. Gracefully, elegantly, satisfyingly to watch. You tried to pay attention to which leg starts and wehere to move but with such a handsome man few meters away from you, it was next to impossible.

Just as you and Lena exchanged places Lena told you quickly: "Relax, you know this one, just follow the music and you'll be fine!"

You hoped she was right.

You got to the spot and got in a position. This time you knew how to start. But your partner still looked at you with his bright blue eyes and asked. "Do you know where to go?"

You nodded and fixed your gaze on his chest.

"Good," he replied.

The music started and you started moving. You counted the steps in your head. Slow, slow, quick-quick, slow, slow, quick-quick.

Everything was going great. He held you just right, he never once stepped on your shoes, you relaxed and for once stoppwd counting to enjoy the feeling of his wamr rough hand wrapped around yours. Just as you let your guard down he suddenly let go of you and twirled you earning a surprised yelp out of you, then brought you back into the position as if nothing happened. He chuckled at the way you lost your count over which leg should go now.

Thank god your suffering was cut short when the song ended. Then as the man lead you back to your friend you turned to him. "That twirl wasn't in the plan! Don't scare me like that."

The man chuckled. "I'm sorry. But it was fun."

You could see the wide smile of your friend from miles. You're gonna get earful from her, aren't you?

Few dances passed and then teacher called for break. Thankfully or unfortunatelly, your handsome partner left along with hsi friends to get glass of water. While he was gone your friend turned to you. "I think he likes you!" she said cheerfuly.

"Why would you think that?" you tucked a peace of hair behind your face.

"Because he twirled you like that! It was sooo cute! Not to mention he smiled at you accassionaly"

"One twirl doesn't mean anything," you rolled your eyes, "even though he is kina cute..."

Lena's eyes sparkled. "So you like him?" she smirked.

"Yeah I guess. But it's stupid, I don't even know his name!"

"I asked while you were dancing, his name's Loki."

Loki huh? Cute name to a cute person.

The break ended and the dancing resumed. But after few dances you started to notice him limp a little.

"You okay?" you asked as he lead you to dancefloor.

"Yeah, I just have tight shoes that's all."

"Ah, I'm sorry about that," you placed your hand on his shoulder and got into position.

"I'll manage. As soon as there's another break I'm getting these shoes the fuck away from me," he chuckled and looked down on your high heels, "I pity you tho. I can't imagine walking in these things," he pointed at your shoes.

You shrugged. "I'll manage."

Few more dances passed and now time for chacha. Your personally least favourite.

As you mentally prepared for the disaster you notced Loki limp more and more but trying to surpress it. Once again you asked him if he's alright and once again he told you he'll be okay.

Then as you danced he started talking to you. "I wanted to twirl you again just now, but I decided not to," he smiled.

"Thanks for not doing it," you told him and looked in his eyes. The two of you held your gazes a little longer but then quickly looked away.

Chacha passed with zero mistakes on your side, which was a miracle on it's own. But the true disaster was just before of you.

Next came in jive. You could dance it quite good, no worries there. But Loki... As soon as the music started he did bunch of weird steps, never knew when to turn and where to step. It was awkward.

As you and Lena exchanged places and Loki once again lead you to the dancefloor he leaned down to your ear. "I don't really know how to dance this one, I'm sorry" he whispered with a hint of chuckle.

You waved your hand. "We'll survive."

It wasn't as awkward as you thought it will be. True, he didn't know what to do and was improvising most of the time, but so were you. His steps threw you off so much the both of you just stepped wherever you could to not step all over ypur partner's shoes. At the end of the dance Loki lead you back and both of you laughed at how terrible it was.

After everyone in the room danced all 15 dances you learned it was time for men to ask random girls to dance. You, a wallflower your entire life, sat down on a free chair and watched other men take theri new dance partners for the first dance. Loki took Lena. You weren't jealous or anything. You were sad, because no one came to take you. You'll always be the spare it seemed.

The dance ended, men bowed to their ladies and lead them back to their seats. You just sat there and fidgeted with your ring. Loki then extened his hand towards you. "Do you want to dance?"

Your brief depression got exchanged by joy as you slided his hand in his. "Yes! At least someone will dance with me tonight!"

"What, you're not used to men asking you to dance?"

You shook your head and smiled like crazy. Just then you realized you had no idea what dance was next. "Crap, what are we dancing?" you asked.

Loki smirked. "Surprise."

"Well, thanks a lot," you mumbled and he chuckled. Turns out the next was rumba. You and him made little smalltalk over the dance, it was mainly him cursing his shoes and you suggesting to stuff his them with napkins to avoid callosity.

The dnace ended and you reluctantly said goodbye to him in your mind. The rest wasn's so bad. Out of 15 dances you danced 7 times. Six more men chose to dance with you. First was a blonde friend of Loki's. You hoped it was Loki who suggested it. Even if it wasn't yoi were still happy someone chose you.

Then it was time for the women chosing new partners. You didn't know that many people in this group. You went to get Loki but he was already snatched by some other girl. Instead you went for the only other guy you knew, Loki's blond friend.

"Can I dance with you?"

"Sure," he downed the glass of water he was holding and took your hand. He was such a bad dancer himself. Randomly in the middle of the dance he asked. "What's your name?"

"I'm y/n."

"I'm Thor. Nice to meet you," he smiled.

"Nice to meet you too," you smiled back and finished the dance.

You sat for the next round and waited for it to be over. When it did you quickly stood up and made your way over to Loki. He looked quite spent.

"You good?" you asked first. If his feet hurt too much you wouldn't preassure him and ask someone else.

To your surprise he nodded. "Yup, I'm good."

"Well," you shifted awkwardly, "care to dance then?"

He smiled at you. "Of course."

You danced together for the last time and you enjoyed your time. You didn't even shy away and admjred him from upclose. There was a huge possibility you will never meet again so you tried to remember every single detail about him.

Unfortunately, the dance ended way too soon and he lead you back to your seat. After few more dances where you asked two or three guys you happened to know the formal part was officialy over. Next was plain old party.

Lena used this time to take you to a secluded area. "So, how was it?"

"Quite good. And you were wrong, he doesn't like me," you told her sadly.

"What? Did he tell you?"

"No, but-"

"Then there's still hope! Besides you were talking together! He didn't talk to me at all," she tried to cheer you up.

"I don't know Len, we don't even know eachother..."

Lena took your hand and lead you back where the party was. "Let's fix ut then!"

But ass soon as you stepped foot into the room again Loki was nowhere to be seen. You glanced at the clock on the nearby wall. Maybe he was too tired already.

"Ah, what a shame," you said sadly.

"Hey, don't be sad! I know few people who are his friends, we'll find a way for you guys to meet again."

"Thanks Lena," you hugged her. She really was a great friend. "Now, let's break the dnace floor!" you took her hands and lead her to the center of the room.

When you opened your eyes the last thing you wanted to do was to move out of your cozy warm blankets. So you searched for your phone on the nightstand to browse through youtube. As soon as you turned your phone on you saw multiple messages from your friends. But one of them stood out the most to you.

You opened the chat you have with Lena to see what she sent you. There was just a screenshot of an instagr account with one single message saying 'found him :D'. You read the name of the acount and realized it's Loki's! How Lena managed to find him was beyond you.

You quickly thanked her and searched him up on instagram. As you were about to click on the follow button you stopped yourself. Isn't it gonna look too desperate? Too weird?

You smiled sadly to yourself and shook your head. Of course it will. It always does.

You pulled back your finger and looked at his profile. No pictures, no posts, minimalist at the heart. And it was private as well. You took a screenshot and switched to youtube. You'll worry about the follow not follow thing later. Now it was time to play some songs and funny vine compilations. You had a way of contacting him in the future. That's the only thing you needed for now.

#loki x reader #loki odinson #loki laufeyson #loki #loki fluff #dancing with loki #personal memory rewritten as fanfic #how did one boy make me think aboit him for 2 days straight is beyond me #i would love to meet him again #hopefully he doesn't have tumblr and won't read this...#if he does i'm deleting my accaount changing my name and moving to america

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simplee-dreaming · 3 years

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The Party

A/N: I spent far too much time deciding how all of their outfits were gonna look so I hope it paid off. Also, I know some things I mention have different names in different countries but I've gone for what I only know as the British version. Hope you like it! (Totally didn't get inspiration for this idea from driving past a joke shop myself...)

Word count: 2951

Summary: The reader attends her first themed party hosted by RDJ, but her outfit lands her in trouble.

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Tonight was the night. The night you had been waiting for for weeks. A party at Robert Downey Jr’s house. But not just any old party, oh no, a party for the Avengers cast. Not even just a party - a themed party.

See, Robert is well known for his themed parties. Of course he’s done the classics such as the black and white theme, the 80s theme, even the “dress as your favourite superhero” theme - what could be more suited? But he’s also well known for his unique themes. For example: dress as what you wanted to be when you were a kid; dress as your favourite fruit or veg; dress as another member of the cast; dress as your favourite gay icon. The list goes on.

This was your very first party with the cast though. Being the newest member, you were super excited to have a great night with them all outside of work - plus little Tom couldn’t stop guessing what this theme could be. It was, of course:

“Dress as your favourite board game.”

Yep. Board games.

You spent ages trying to figure out what board game you were going to dress up as. The main rule of the themed parties was that you couldn’t tell other people what you were going as unless you deliberately needed someone else to complete your outfit.

You were desperate for ideas now that the party was only a week away. It wasn’t until you were walking down the highstreet, and something in the shop window caught your eye, that you finally had an idea. You were standing outside of a joke shop, and in the window stood a dress...designed like a Twister mat.

Perfect.

The day had finally arrived. No one was filming today so you had all day to get yourself ready. Hair and makeup done, Twister dress on, ready to rumble.

You made your way to RDJ’s house at half 8 - late enough to not be the first one there but early enough to enjoy everyone’s company for longer. You smiled with glee as you stepped into the house. You were tingling with excitement as you walked towards the room where the music played. The minute you walked into the room, everyone approached you. And one by one you scanned them all to see what they were dressed as.

The first person you saw was Anthony, he was dressed up as Cards Against Humanity. Not quite a board game but funny nonetheless. The front of his outfit was completely black and the back was completely white. The writing on his front read “I drink to forget _____”, and the writing on his back read “Tom Holland”. You giggled.

Next was Scarlett. She decided to come dressed as Pictionary. Part of her outfit was made with polyester and nylon, and she carried around a whiteboard marker so that anyone could draw a picture on her outfit and others had to guess what it was. This could also be wiped off easily, ready for the next person to draw.

Sebastian was next, you snorted when you saw him. He was dressed as Frustration. His outfit was divided into the four colours: his top right being yellow, top left being green, bottom right being blue and bottom left being red. He had placed a semisphere plastic hat over his head and inside lay a foam dice which jumped about whenever he shook his head.

After Seb came Liz. She was dressed up as Uno. Her front and back were two different colours of the uno reverse card - the front being red and the back being green. The point of this is that whenever someone asked her to do something she didn’t wanna do, she’d just point to her outfit and get out of doing it.

Next was Paul B. He came as Trivial Pursuit. Random questions and answers were plastered all over his suit, such as: “how many feet are there in a fathom? 6”; “What three-word slogan was named the most popular advertisement ever in a 2000 poll? Beanz Meanz Heinz”; and his own personal saying, “Where do snitches end up? In ditches”.

Following Paul was the unsurprising double act. Big Tom and Hemsy. They had come dressed as Snakes and Ladders. Tom had glued a giant toy python to his all-black outfit, and Chris had stuck a cardboard ladder to the front and back of his all-white outfit. Simple, yet effective.

Then came Evans who was dressed as Noughts and Crosses, despite numerous comments from RDJ about it not being a board game. His back was full of paper noughts and crosses stuck to his top but his front had a similar material to Scarlett’s where the cast could play their own game on his front and then wipe it off for the next players.

You scanned little Tom next. He had gone all out with his outfit, dressing up as Operation. He was wearing a light pink coloured top and matching trousers and had stapled all the pieces of operation to their correct areas, such as the butterfly, the spare rib and the wish bone. He’d also used face paint to paint his nose a dark shade of red. Adorably creepy in a way.

Last, but certainly not least, was the man himself. Robert Downey Jr. He came as the popular game Cluedo. And boy did he look fancy. He wore a top hat that had a giant question mark stuck to it, and a tuxedo with a long sweeping tail attached to the jacket. Neatly placed all over his black suit were the names of the suspects, the names of the rooms and the names of the weapons - all written in white. He looked splendid.

“Twister. How unusual. I love it,” Robert said, the others nodded in agreement.

“Thanks, you all look incredible,” you said.

Little Tom held out his arm and led you to the dance floor where you spent the next hour dancing the night away. Big Tom and Hemsy were owning the dance floor with their moves. Many party classics blared through the speakers, including 5,6,7,8...which you knew the dance off by heart but RDJ had to be taught the moves by you and little Tom.

Another hour passed and you were sat with Scarlett, Liz and Paul in the other room where the music wasn’t so loud. Seb was with you but he had asked Liz to get him a drink and she played the uno reversal so now he was on drinks duty.

“Paul, can I borrow your suit just so I can literally look smarter?” You asked, he chuckled.

“Maybe I can just follow you around and relay the facts for you,”

“You could be the Yoda to my Luke. Though I think you’re too big to sit on my back,” you said.

“Here’s your punch,” said Seb, returning with two cups for him and Liz.

“Finally, what took you so long?” she asked.

“I stopped in the party room, Anthony and little Tom are having a competition to see who can do the macarena better,” he said.

“But...the macarena is the macarena…” you said, confused.

“Try telling them that. Tom insisted that the Brits do it better apparently.”

“Well, we do have some absolute bangers,” you chuckled. Paul agreed.

“So where did you get that dress?” Scarlett asked you.

“The joke shop down the highstreet. I was walking past it last week and found it in the window. Thought it would be perfect,” you shrugged.

“Until Mackie gets over excited and plays Twister on you,” Seb said.

“I’d like to see him try,” you replied.

“Ah, here’s the gang. What are you all doing in here?” Robert said, entering the room with big Tom and Evans.

“We’re just sat chatting….wait, have you left Holland and Mackie alone?” Seb asked.

“They’re fine, Chris is with them,” Tom replied. You tilted your head at him and raised an eyebrow.

“Maybe I should check on them…” Tom said, you nodded and he left the room.

“Soooo, how’s it going?” Evans asked everyone.

“We’re all fine but Y/N is a bit twisted,” Seb said. Everyone laughed but you bonked him on the head, making the dice jolt.

“Oi!”

You giggled and slapped the plastic hat again, the dice landed on a 6.

“Eyy I get another go!” You cheered before bonking him on the head again. He sighed but chuckled.

“Well it’s nice to see her dressed as an actual board game,” Robert said, turning to Evans.

“Hey, that’s not fair! Noughts and crosses is a board game!” Evans protested.

“I wanna play,” you said. Evans smiled at you.

You got Liz to play with you and you went first. You decided to play as noughts and took the bottom left corner. After a few rounds, you got a straight diagonal line. You cheered as Liz huffed, but she congratulated you nonetheless.

“I wanna play pictionary now,” you said, turning to Scarlett. She smiled and handed you a whiteboard pen. You thought for a moment then began drawing.

You pressed down on Scarlett’s outfit to make sure you could draw properly. You ran the pen down her stomach and she giggled.

“Hey, careful, that tickles,” she said. You blushed and apologised but continued. Everytime the pen went over a certain spot Scarlett would giggle but she never flinched.

“Okay, I’m done,” you announced. Everyone leaned forward and groaned once they saw it.

“Really? You know none of us can say that,” Seb said.

“First one to say it correctly wins,” you shrugged. You had drawn Mjolnir, something that everyone struggled to say.

“Midge-oh-lair,” said Liz.

“Mjohn-ler,” said Seb.

“Me-joln-ier,” said Evans.

“Hey! It’s Mjolnir!” came a voice from the door. Hemsy had just walked in with Mackie, little Tom and big Tom.

“We have a winner,” you grinned and everyone groaned again.

“Okay now I wanna play snakes and ladders,” you said. You scrambled to your feet and launched yourself at Hemsy, climbing up his tall body and clinging to him like a koala. He laughed.

“Okay, and what do we do now?” He chuckled. You shrugged and hugged him tighter, he returned the favour.

“As nice as this is, princess, I can’t carry you around the rest of the evening,” Hemsy said.

“Alright, hang on. Gotta complete the game,” you said. You motioned big Tom to come nearer and leaned over to hug him. Your legs followed and wrapped around his waist before you slid down his body and landed on the floor. Tom laughed.

“Impressive,” he said. You lay flat at the floor and looked at him, giggling.

“You’re very playful today,” big Tom said.

“I’m just happy to be here,” you giggled, he smiled at you.

“Alright my turn, I wanna play twister,” Mackie said, launching himself at you.

“WAIT!” You cried, panicked by his sudden movement. Mackie didn’t listen.

“I’m not doing anything! I need someone to give me an instruction,” he said.

“Right foot red,” Seb said. Mackie lifted his foot and put it on the first red spot he could see, directly on your tummy. You giggled as he adjusted his foot, rubbing it against your tummy.

“Noho Anthony!”

He looked and realised what he was doing, then smirked and vibrated his foot on your tummy again. You giggled louder.

“The twister mat is making noises, how do I turn it off?” He asked.

“Um, try putting your left hand on yellow,” little Tom piped up. Mackie grinned as he spotted a yellow spot on your ribs. He put his hand down and gave them an “accidental” squeeze.

“Hehey!” You shrieked.

“Didn’t work Holland, anyone else?” Mackie said.

“Try right hand green,” Scar said, smirking. Mackie placed his right hand on the green spot on your side and squeezed again.

“Stohop!” You cried.

“Right well that didn’t work, and I can’t put my left foot on it otherwise I would break it. Any other ideas?” he said.

“You may have to push a few buttons, try turning it off and on again,” Paul said. Mackie squeezed your ribs and sides again and shook his foot on your tummy. You screeched loudly.

“Nope, still making noises,”

“Let me have a look,” Liz said. Mackie had you pinned below his hands and foot. You started to giggle as you felt a single finger run up your neck.

“Nonono Lizzie!” You squeaked as she dragged a nail up the other side.

“There must be an off button around here,” she teased. She gently scribbled all her nails into your neck. You scrunched up your shoulders and shrieked.

“NOHOHOHO!”

“Definitely not here, you sure it’s not there Mackie?” Lizzie asked. Mackie squeezed your ribs and sides again and your giggles turned to laughter.

“Nope, no no, that’s made it worse,” he said. “Someone try a blue spot!”

Evans jumped up and ran over to help. He found a blue spot right on your hip, he placed his hand over it and started squeezing.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA!” You screamed. Trying to buck your body was impossible with Mackie still pinning you.

“Dammit Evans you turned the volume up!” Mackie yelled.

“Maybe the problem lies outside of the mat itself,” big Tom piped up.

“What you saying Hiddleston? That we’re the problem?” Mackie asked.

“Not at all, just that there appears to be parts connected to the mat, but not part of the mat itself,” Tom said, putting his hand on his chin. He slowly approached you and swiped a single finger under your knee. You kicked it away.

“Now it’s malfunctioning,” Mackie informed him. Tom hummed and swiped a finger under your other knee. You kicked again. He then spider tickled under both your knees and you shrieked loudly.

“PLEHEHEASE I’M NOHOT BROKEN!” You screamed.

“God DAMN you made it talk!” Mackie yelled.

“I know what the issue is,” Robert said, stepping forward.

“Do go on?” big Tom said.

“You need to hit all the pressure points at once. It’s like a giant reset button, wear it down till it reboots itself,” he said. Everyone looked at each other.

“Position yourselves,” Robert instructed.

Mackie stepped off of your stomach and knelt by your left side, Seb knelt by your right. Lizzie was still up by your neck and big Tom by your knees. Scarlett was by your right shoulder, Paul by your left. Evans positioned himself by your hips, little Tom the other side by your thighs. Hemsworth and Robert sat next to your feet.

“Nonononono please!” You cried.

“Rebooting systems in 3…” Robert began.

“No please!”

“2…”

“Wait!”

“1…”

“No wait I’m not brOHOHOHOKEN!” You cried as everyone attacked you at once. No one was pinning you down but you could hardly twist and turn with 10 people tickling all your spots at once. They were all ruthless and yet...you sort of loved it.

“PLEHEHEHASE NOHOHOHO!” You cried, flailing your arms around. Mackie and Seb were squeezing up and down your sides and across your tummy, Lizzie was tickling deep into your neck, Scar and Paul had just caught an arm each and pinned it upwards so they could tickle your underarms, big Tom was scratching under your knees and squeezing the tops, Evans was squeezing and scribbling into your hips, little Tom was scratching up and down your thighs and Hemsy and Robert had grabbed a foot each to tickle. It was pure torture.

“KEEP GOING, IT’LL WEAR DOWN EVENTUALLY!” Robert yelled over your screams of laughter. Everyone picked up the speed and you screamed louder than ever before.

You now had your arms and legs pinned by Scar, Paul, Robert and Hemsworth so you tried to buck your hips as much as possible and scrunch up your shoulders to protect your neck but it was no use.

“NOHOHOHO MOHOHORE!” You cried. You let out another loud scream and fell into a silent laughter. Tears filled your eyes to the point where you couldn’t even see Lizzie kneeling over you.

“Reboot complete,” Robert instructed. He stopped tickling your foot and one by one the rest of the cast followed and ceased their attack. You lay there, taking in deep breaths of air.

“You alright twisty?” Mackie asked, sliding up to your head. You nodded, letting out residue giggles. Evans gave you a hand up and propped you up against the sofa.

“You...are...all...evil…” you breathed out. Everyone chuckled.

“You were in a playful mood, we wanted to join,” Evans said, winking at you.

“I never knew you were so ticklish,” Hemsworth said.

“So would you be if 10 people ganged up on you,” you replied. He laughed and nodded in agreement. Little Tom sat down next to you.

“You okay?” He asked, pulling you in for a hug. You nodded.

“Yeah...that was fun,” you clamped your mouth shut after realising what you just said.

“Fun eh?” little Tom teased, quickly spidering your side to make you giggle again.

“We had fun too if that’s any consolation? Could go for round two if you want,” big Tom said. You looked at him and smiled.

“Not today I don’t think, you guys well and truly broke me,” you said, everyone laughed.

“I think I’ve already decided on the theme for next year,” Robert said. Everyone turned to him.

“Tickle Me Y/N,” he said, “where everyone has to bring a random object to tickle Y/N with. First to make her say stop wins.” He winked at you and you blushed and hid your head in little Tom’s shoulder. He chuckled and stroked your head.

“Now that will be a fun theme,” Mackie replied.

#tickle fic #avengers cast tickle fic

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tundrainafrica · 3 years

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Which would you say are your favorite fanfics ever? (Levihan ofc)

Okay, I don’t think I’m the best judge of what’s quality or not quality cause I ain’t no writing authority so I cannot vouch for whether you will like these fics or not. But I am a firm believer that good writing makes readers feel things and leaves a lasting impression.

So lemme rephrase the question… What fics left a lasting impression?

So brace yourself for one hell of a ride while I talk about fanworks that just fucked me up in the following ways:

Caused me to irrationally hate one random character

Made me forget something isn’t canon

Made me completely rearrange my day because I completely f-ed myself up.

Made me feel guilty for fucking up the view count because I keep going back there.

Makes me remember the fic as an aesthetic, not as actual words. Like literally I will imagine the setting almost perfectly in my head and like when I try to remember what happened, I don’t really remember the writing style or anything, but I could probably create a sim house about how exactly I imagined the house to look like or the yard to look like.

Changed the way I approach fic reading.

I don’t wanna spoil these fics because I’m assuming people are gonna read it so as much as I wanna make a long ass detailed review about why I love each of them, I won’t. I’ll probably just mention what the hell I was doing when I read the fic and how I completely fucked myself over.

I probably will miss some since I’m just listing these out from the top of my head. So here goes…And I’m only posting completed fics because I’m just that way.

Second chance by @fanmoose12

This is my comfort fic. The first time I read this fic, it was like 4am or 5am in the morning and I remember after reading it once, I read it like 5 more times that day.

This is literally the fic I just randomly open on my computer at work on some incognito tab when I’m just tired from all the shit they make us do at work and this is the random fic that I just open up when I feel like reading. And this is one of the fics I plan on showing my children one day when I explain to them what love is.

This isn’t depressing so I guess it doesn’t fall in the ‘fucked me over’ category but definitely one of the fics I read too many times to count that I remember it scene by scene like some simp.

Partners by fanmoose12

Woops, one exception for WIPs. I just had to post this here because it definitely left a lasting impression.

This was the first AU I have ever read and been invested in and I have been reading fanfiction since before I could remember and I have always stuck to canonverse fics until I got into Levihan.

This fic got me into the AU genre and I have never read AUs in my life before this so I think that says a lot about how much this fic means to me.

Somewhere Only We Know by @someonestolemyshoes

It’s not completely posted in ao3 yet. But since I beta-ed the fic, I finished it long before SSMS posted it but this fic. It started slow so it took me a week of on and off work to get through but I got through the second part of the fic, the last 30,000 words incredibly fast. I vividly remembered reading those last final scenes over breakfast completely in shock while my whole family was there. I literally had to leave the room and take my dog out for a second walk .

I remember the aesthetic of the overall story vividly enough to actually make a moodboard of it and spend a good 1 hour going through country side pics after finishing it. .

Yellow by @ariadneamare

God, this fic. I read this over a day of work. Like breakfast, first few thousand words, Lunch next few thousand words. And I finished the rest before bed and oh god, this is the type of fic that builds a great aesthetic, some lightness and just to fuck you over in the end.

I like to compare it to a longer and AU version of Pristine in terms of how it strings emotions along. I know they’re two completely different fics but the energy of the fic, the stream of emotions on how it strings you along is fairly similar.

This is literally one of those fics where I’m just having a good day, and my mind goes ‘remember that one fic’ and I just wrinkle my nose like ‘yeah THAT FIC’

Pristine by @mannatea

I’m sure everyone has read this, it’s practically a classic and I cannot count the number of people who told me it was depressing and I do not know why I did not believe them. I read this while waiting in line for milk tea. I lost my place in line around the time I finished that last part and just gave up on buying milk tea.

It has this build up, this incredibly fluffy build up which won’t make you think it will end the way it did.

Well. you know a fic is good when you know it’s gonna end a certain way but you allow yourself to get strung along anyway.

A Simple Choice by just-quintessentially-me

This is one of those fics for me that double as an aesthetic piece and a plot piece. I remember INCREDIBLY WELL, the road I was imagining that they were walking through and it satisfied my hurt comfort feels as well. Definitely one of my favorite 115-126 fics and one of the first ones I read in the fandom for sure.

So those are the english fics, I have to Japanese fics that fall in that category.

(For anyone who knows Japanese I guess but I personally think they’re worth a google translate.)

熱に浮く(Feverish Dream)

Classic canon compliant. Hange takes care of Levi when he’s sick fic but there are misunderstandings here, they contemplate their relationship and they are incredibly emotionally constipated here. Definitely one of the classics imo and it feeds my need for hurt/comfort.

前世なんてクソだと言う女と全て忘れた男

(A girl who thinks past lives are not real and a boy who forgot everything)

Hange is a teacher, Levi is a janitor. Hange remembers stuff and Levi doesn’t and just really cute stuff.

I’m pretty sure you guys are tired of me rambling about how much this fic means to me but really, I wrote a Tale of Two Slaves (Which is just brushing 100k words already) because this was just so beautiful it got me into the reincarnation genre.

私の中の少女、あなたの中の少年

(The girl inside me and the boy inside you)

Levi and Hange are exes/childhood friends and they meet again in a matchmaking party. This is just the greatest balance between emotional constipation and love. The premise was just perfect for the type of build up

Closest thing I’m gonna drop to smut here. Will leave my smut recs for another post but I’m low key really still thinking whether or not I should expose myself by dropping my favorite Levihan smut pieces hahaha.

Filo Socmed AUs

A lot of these probably aren’t google translatable since Tagalog google translate sucks but if anyone is interested, most Filo Socmed AUs have a fair amount of English so it’s coherent. I guess? I completely forget though how much is in English and how much is in Tagalog but these are the Filo Socmed AUs I REALLY remember and really go back to.

Vividly Remembered

This one got me blowing my days worth of salary on some meal in a restaurant because I didn’t wanna go back home to my house yet so I remember just crying over a meal while finishing up this fanfiction instead of going home.

Basically a fic where Levi and Hange were together already and were about to get married already but shit happened. I irrationally hate Nanaba because of this Socmed AU. Like everytime I see Nanaba, i think of this Socmed AU and I just hate her again.

Photographs

Levi and Hange are part of the photography club and shit happens. I remember being behind on work because I decided to take a three hour lunch break to finish this AU. This satisfied my sick Levi craving in so many ways (especially after reading Yellow)

Wherein Levi doesn’t have social media accounts and Hange is the class beadle

This last one just has the overall aesthetic of my own university so it really stuck tbh. And the premise of the build up is just incredibly cute.

These are the ones I can remember from the top of my head so I’m sure these are among my favorites. I’ll definitely update this as I read more.

#levihan #levihan fanfiction #fanfic recs

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mistaeq · 3 years

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stardust crusaders: with a s/o who does ballet

tw // none

contains: kujo jotaro, joseph joestar, kakyoin noriaki, muhammad avdol, jean pierre polnareff with a s/o who does ballet + nutcracker references. neutral!reader.

dora's note: this was a request from a sweet anon... i unwillingly posted it when it was unfinished and i lost the original ask because i had to delete it. if you're seeing this, i hope you enjoy it~🤍

word count: 1.9k

kujo jotaro

↳ he didn't really want to have anything to do with this ballet thing at first, but when he noticed how passionate you were about it and how much dancing meant for you, he understood it was no joke.

↳ you'd never imagine jotaro watching ballet, but he ended up gladly coming to see every performance of yours.

↳ after all, he's secretly so glad that your passion isn't something tiring for him or too loud. relaxing in front of a good performance of yours is way better for him than go traveling somewhere or even get into dance clubs.

↳ he's obviously heard of the nutcracker before, so when he hears from you that you'll have to perform in it, jotaro's gonna look up for it and make some research to be more informed about it.

↳ jotaro will never say it out loud, but all the efforts you put into ballet and into rehearsals scare him. he'd rather see you more relaxed and doesn't really know how to deal with it.

↳ he's not good at taking care of his own tiredness, go figure someone else's. but he'll definitely do his best. don't expect too many displays of affection, but he will.

↳ "i can move the sofa out of the way if you wanna have a quick rehearsal in the living room."

↳ while you do rehearse for the nutcracker, he'd spy on you from behind the book he's reading on the couch. don't ever tell him you notice that.

↳ the consequence of this, is that you'll probably find yourself in star platinum's arms as soon as you seem to be losing your balance. the man wouldn't let you fall so easily, he definitely keeps an eye on you.

↳ the man is used to you stretching your muscles almost everywhere around the house. he wouldn't be surprised if he woke up to you trying the splits even in your sleep. jotaro used to look at you as if you were alien at first, but now his mind accepted the fact that ballet dancers do be just flexible.

↳ jotaro is glad you have such a passion, so that during festivities like christmas or for your birthday, he knows ballet accessories will be appreciated. easy gift! but don't tell anyone.

joseph joestar

↳ oh gosh, joseph is such a supportive man. he's not a ballet kind of man, but it all becomes meaningless when it comes to supporting you. the man is gonna love ballet if it's you on the stage!

↳ definitely wants to try it too. he's kinda funny when he tries to dance with you, but you can tell he's doing his best.

↳ would you like to be spoilt? i hope so, because joseph is gonna use his huge amount of money to buy you unexpected gifts in the form of new ballet clothing, accessories and special pointe shoes with your name on them.

↳ when he gets to know you had a role in the nutcracker, he's on cloud nine and incredibly proud of you. he also specifies that his alarm clock's ringtone is one of the pieces from the nutcracker. oof.

↳ he's the kind of man who would help stretching your muscles or train with you. while you dance on the soothing music, he's gonna do push-ups or something for his muscles. on the soothing music.

↳ feeling responsible for a role in a piece like the nutcracker can easily be stressful. if you happen to have any breakdown, with joseph you won't be alone. he knows how to deal with you.

↳ but he also knows you don't like to rely on someone, above all on him, to be comforted. joseph always helps you and you don't want him to be overwhelmed. but he'll pull you closer using his hermit purple.

↳ "remember to dance and feel for yourself. not just to please whoever's gonna look at you."

↳ after you told him it's recommended to hit pointe shoes on the wall or scratch their bottom part, he'll always want to do that for you.

↳ he probably learns to reevaluate ballet thanks to you, your passion and the way you involve him in what you enjoy doing. if you're happy like that, then joseph is happy too, and he'll never stop reminding you that. he hasn't lost a single performance of yours.

↳ a downside (or perk) of having joseph as your main supporter is that he'll always make himself recognizable as the one who screams during your performances. what a man.

kakyoin noriaki

↳ probably differently from what you think, he won't even care about ballet. not because he doesn't care about what you like, just because he thinks he shouldn't try to say anything about it since he's a gamer.

↳ but that's only until you show him the emerald accessories you bought to match hierophant green's aesthetic. then, he's amazed.

↳ hierophant green is even more amazed than kakyoin himself, it won't stop nuzzling against you because he's grateful about the fact that you bought it for him purposely. the stand is deeply affectionate to you.

↳ get ready for a lot of questions coming from your cherry boy. noriaki is new to this world, and realized what stands behind ballet is much more tiring and stressful than anything that stands behind videogames, somehow.

↳ he gets scared when you mention the nutcracker. luckily, you immediately explain it's just the title of a ballet representation in which you had a role. phew. he thought you were gonna dance on nuts to crack them.

↳ kakyoin gets easily concerned when you stretch next to him. he lives in the constant fear and panic that you will suddenly break a leg or get bad muscle pain.

↳ he can't understand the struggles of doing ballet, but will probably look for anything to help on the internet. he got traumatized by pointe shoes. someone save this man's soul, please.

↳ "ballet scares me... but listen, do you have any performances planned, by chance? i wanna see..."

↳ probably brought jotaro with him to watch your performance in order to show you off to someone. he's a proud boyfriend.

↳ noriaki is the kind of boyfriend who would bring a professional camera to your performances in order to get some videos of you dancing recorded. he definitely watches them when he's alone in his room, and asks himself how can he have such a talented s/o.

↳ he set up some led lights in a room, for you to be able to create the correct atmosphere when you feel like rehearsing. there are many colors. the coolest thing he's ever bought for you.

muhammad avdol

↳ even if he's your boyfriend, he does behave like a dad. as soon as he gets to know you're into ballet, he'll turn into a proud parent. avdol's got no time to concern, he'll just be really happy for you have a passion like that.

↳ he'd read tarot cards for you everytime before a performance, and they always turn out positive. if they don't, he'll just tell you to be really careful.

↳ muhammad's always chill around you while you rehearse and tries not to look at you too much or interact too many times in order to not to distract you, but deep down, he's your number one fan and would look at you for hours.

↳ he tells everyone, when you get chosen to play a role in the nutcracker. it's something that gets often performed, but it's also so known that he takes it as if you were about to become a hollywood star.

↳ if you need someone's shoulder to cry on, he'll be the first one to embrace you. ballet isn't easy, and as much as he cherishes your passion, he'll always check on how you feel about it.

↳ last time he got too excited about your stage clothing, magician's red risked burning a pointe shoe of yours. luckily, avdol managed to handle it. he scolded his stand afterwards, but you petted it instead.

↳ no avdol, you can't get closer to the stage to take photos. you can take them from your seat. he's just like elementary school moms who want to take quality pictures of their children.

↳ "i know, falling during a performance feels horrible... come here, let me get you some ice..."

↳ he's the ceo of do-not-overwork-yourself and of if-you-feel-tired-please-stop. avdol will spoil you with cuddles after every rehearsal.

↳ if he notices you keep on comparing yourself to your fellow dancers, he'll make sure he makes you understand you're worth it just the way you are, and that you don't need to be like someone else to be talented. you'll always be his favourite either way, so you don't have to worry at all.

↳ you've let him decorate some accessories with patterns which are typical of his culture. your ballet teacher allowed you to dance in them. you couldn't be happier than that.

jean pierre polnareff

↳ have you said ballet? he loves ballet, those graceful way of dancing, the classical music, the whole atmosphere's just perfect for him, might it be because of the romantic part of his frenchness, but he's gonna cherish your passion.

↳ he's gonna dance with you. jean doesn't know how to do it, of course. but will still do that. he just enjoys it. just let him.

↳ the man treats you to special meals after rehearsals, or maybe some bubble tea, warm chocolate, or anything he has at home that he can serve you as a treat. dancing is important, but having a full stomach matters more.

↳ as soon as you come out of your latest lesson and tell him you've been chosen to have a role in the nutcracker, he'd immediately pick you up and pepper you with kisses and reminders of how proud of you he is.

↳ he'd jokingly behave like a dance teacher, keeping your timings in check. nothing serious, of course, if you told him you feel like taking a pause, he'd stop and get you a glass of fresh water.

↳ the two of you just have a lot of fun like that. you allow yourself to combine successfully some quality time with the man you love and your passion for ballet.

↳ "you're doing so well, listen to your man, you're gonna shine, babe, like the sun! trés bien!"

↳ you two once had to interrupt a rehearsal without finishing it properly, because he had said your pointe shoes looked just like his hair and you couldn't hold back the laughter.

↳ polnareff's the kind of boyfriend who doesn't want to be in the audience during performances of yours, he has a special place in your dressing room and is allowed to come in and be your emotional support. nobody's gonna keep him from being there for you!

↳ most of the time, he uses silver chariot - carefully - to move people out of the way in order to get to you. this obviously confuses non stand users, but that doesn't matter to him, as far as he can get to you.

↳ he brings food with him, when he comes to see your performances, so that he can feed you after it ends. as i said before, dancing is important, but for jean, eating is essential!

#jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo part three #stardust crusaders #kujo jotaro #jotaro x reader #kakyoin noriaki #kakyoin x reader #joseph joestar #joseph x reader #muhammad avdol #avdol x reader #jean pierre polnareff #polnareff x reader #jjba headcanons #sweet anon

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mochees · 3 years

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"𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗜𝗜"

-> headcanons, how they tell you they love you for the first time, part two!

characters: sakusa, iwaizumi, x fem!reader

warnings: fem reader, ✨healthy relationships✨, oikawa being oikawa

wc: 3.6K

a/n: WOAH okay uh did NOT expect that last set to be that popular,,,, y'all thirsty for love huh? me too anyway i thought id do a part two since i honestly really enjoyed writing the first set and my brain is vibrating with ✨thoughts✨ and seeing how much love it got really made me feel how i haven't felt in so long, so thank you! maybe ill turn this into a series so lemme know if u wanna see someone specific👀👀😏 also sorry for like posting and then dipping again lmao thats just my social media brand i have the attention span of a fucking worm

read part 1 here!

Sakusa Kiyoomi

okok i know its like common for sakusa to be shown as not interested in PDA (in private or public) unless hes feeling "needy"

BUT i believe that after a few weeks, maybe months if he's still unsure, he would definitely be much more comfortable with PDA

like, if its been a long time and your both serious about it and not just in a relationship to be in a relationship he starts to notice your routine

he notices the changes you make so that he's comfortable and so that you can be close to him without him being worried about icky yicky germy wormys (someone take away my thought privileges)

so now that he knows that you take care of your hygiene and exactly what you do for it, slowly he's wrapping an arm around you in 30° heat while you're both sweating

slowly he's "forgetting" his mask in the car for dates

slowly, but surely, he understands that a little bit of exposure, isn't a bad thing.

"kiyoomi?" your voice brought sakusa's eyes to yours where he could see the concern behind them.

"are you okay y/n?"

you'd decided, after three weeks of intense training and barely seeing your boyfriend, that you wanted just one day and one night with him. just the two of you, you know he'd never admit it, but he needed a break.

after atsumu decided to try out some new plays that didn't start off to well, sakusa had been silently groaning everytime he had to reach for something. he was excellent at making sure he wasn't overworking himself, and he wasn't, its just that the human body is an absolute wonder, and not in a good way. sometimes things that should have mildly injured you, left you with a tiny scrape, or a bruise or a very quick-to-fade red mark, and sometimes you drop a phone on your face and break your fucking jaw.

you offer him a gentle smile that completely washes away the concern in your eyes.

"im fine omi! but you," you reach your hands up to rest on both sides of his face turning his head side to side, studying it intensly.

"you're looking a little pale. and possibly grey."

"how do you mean y/n-chan?"

for such an intelligent man sometimes he really could be a himbo.

"i mean that i think you might be sick, baby."

sakusa stared blankly at you, as if he couldn't fathom the possibility of 'himself, sick?'

"omi? kiyoomi!" you nabbed his attention, "i think you're sick, and we best go home."

"but-" he started, but you were quick to cut him off knowing exactly what he was about to say.

"kiyoomi, it's inevitable. even if you were the worlds most decked out with ppe, and the worlds leading force in hygeine, you'd still end up catching a cold at least once. that's just how the world works baby. and don't worry about the date, all i want is to spend some time with you."

you ended up practically dragging your sad little puppy of a boyfriend back up the complex stairs and into his unit before settling him on the couch and getting to work.

"ill get you some water, you just sit here and relax. i don't want to think about what would happen if those dumbasses didnt have you there next week, bokuto and hinata would probably crack their skulls!" your attempt at a little light hearted humour helped sakusa forget for a moment, but he was quick to go back to not understanding how he was sick.

"thank you." he took the glass from your hand and rested it between his legs, when he noticed the rubber gloves you had clutched at your side. he knew what they were for, those were his cleaning gloves.

"what are you doing? you can't stay you'll..." he paused. "you'll get sick too."

"i'll be fine omi-omi! you just relax and drink lots of water, ill take care of this." you turned towards the wall with a soft smile before muttering, "ill take care of you."

sakusa watched you clean, the bucket full of diluted bleach, the duster, a cloth, and his cleaning gloves. he loved the way that they were too big for you, the way you kept having to pull them up every so often to keep them on. he loved the way that everytime he finished his glass of water, you were right there to fill it back up.

you don't even remember seeing, or hearing him lift himself from his spot on the couch and make his way over to where you were humming and covering the counters in the diluted solution. you felt a pair of big arms wrap around you, a chin on your shoulder and a kiss on your cheek.

"thank you, y/n. i love you."

thank god he caught a cold, or he might never have realized just how lucky he was.

Iwaizumi Hajime

family man

is a family man but not just ANY family man

yes, it's important to him that you like and respect his parents and vice versa

but its just slightly more important to him that you get along with his friends, his found family because im a SUCKER for the classic lilo n stitch trope

he knows that many people say that its his life and he doesn't need anyones approval etc.

but iwaizumi believes different, he believes that he doesn't need approval in the literal sense but rather approval through watching you interact with his friends and his family and how you do your best to learn about them and make time for them, even though you dont have to

and he thinks it's absolutely enthralling

the way your eyes light up when you see that book his mom has been talking about wanting to read and picking it up with no hesitation

how you're able to almost flawlessly keep up with issei and takahiro's antics while also making sure they don't go too far, something even iwaizumi struggles with

and most importantly, how effortlessly you connect with his childhood best friend.

there were many things that Iwaizumi Hajime enjoyed, volleyball, athletics, godzilla of course, spending time with three dumbasses (but he’ll never admit that) and a little while ago, he added you to that list.

you were so effortlessly able to connect with his team, his friends, and his family but most importantly, the way you were able to connect with Oikawa brought a smile to his face.

“oh, iwa-chan~, what are you admiring?” there he went again, Iwa thought, Tohru Oikawa’s dumb smirk and hyper awareness of his team, both on and off court. how he wated to head-butt him in the face. but, he showed restraint. after all, he wouldn’t want loserkawa to use you as a human shield from his head. so, he ignored the urge. but it passed as soon as he saw tohrus arm arond your shoulders, crossed feet and leaning on you ever so slightly while he took a few occasional swigs from his water.

and just like that, the incredible restraint vanished like morning mist.

you could practically see the steam coming off of his hot skin, and the vein popping out of his forehead, when you noticed what had him so heated. “trashykawa get your filthy hands off of my girlfriend!”

“excuse me!” he pouted, “my hands are clean and tailored! just like any responsible setters would be!” he stuck his lip out farther and gave you his irresistable puppy-dog eyes. “y/n-chan, i’m not filthy! am i?” he whined.

and, as the word suggests, his look was truly irresistable and you stumbled over your words. “n-no! of course not tohru!”

“see, iwa-chan! y-n thinks i’m squeaky clean!” his dumb smirk appeared again, and rather than continue with flirtykawas obvious games, Iwa opted for the less violen approach.

“don’t flatter yourself, dirtykawa. she’s just being nice.” he growled. “I’m done for the day, i have a project due. y-n.” he offered his hand to you like the gentleman he is not forcing you to take it, but the look in his eyes told you that he wanted you too.

“see you later, tohru!” you gave him a quick hug and intertwined your fingers with iwa’s.

now, technically, girls aren’t allowed in the boys locker room but since it’s after hours and just you and iwaizumi no one cared. to be fair though, literally no one knew except the team so, whatever you didn’t complain you got to watch yout ultra ripped boyfriend change. quality time. you thought, when you noticed him mid-change with his shirt over his head, resting on his arms. as any good girlfriend would, despite the devil on your shoulder, you came up behind him placing your hands on his seriously broad shoulders. taking notice of the tension, you started to work at the muscles. your care was quickly rewarded with a quiet sigh, and relaxed shoulders.

“hajime?” you continued rubbing at the tight fibers, “are you alright? you’re usually the one telling me im holding too much tension.” you giggled and he turned to face you placing one hand against the side of your face.

“hajime?” it came out shaky and worried.

“i’m okay,” he smiled “it’s just,” hesitation. he was never one to hesitate.

“i know i have no right to be but seeing oikawa so clingy with you it just, i dont know, it really gets to me i guess? he, just, he gets all the girls, all the attention, and i don’t want to-” you stopped him.

“sweetheart, it’s okay to be jealous or upset i’m not going to be angry, you have a right to your feelings. I understand how you feel, i never mean to flirt with him, if i ever have, i mean i don’t know, you know how bad of a flirt i am,” he chuckles at that. “it’s just that i know how important he is to you and you are so, so important to me and i want to be able to understand whats important to you, so you never have to choose between us, because that wouldn’t be fair. i love you, hajime iwaizumi, and everything about you.”

you expected him to be shocked, hell, he thought he would be shocked when or if you said it, but he wasn’t. and that’s exactly how he knew what to say next.

“i love you too, y/n l/n.” pressing a soft kiss against your lips.

“geez, it only took you two a century and forever.” someone snarked.

hajime chucked a towel at him “get out assykawa!” and he did, he bolted through the door laughing like the demon matchmaker he thought he was.

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magnificent-winged-beast · 3 years

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Raven, due to the recent upsettingly hot gifset (he’s so hot im upset). Do u have Older!Cas Destiel fics which u like, would u like to share? :D

Thank u for giffing it for us. Good day, Raven. 🌼🌷☀️

First I'm sorry for the late response. I was having the longest month ever since Christmas at work. (yeah for me till today was a unified month since the last year with all the confinement)

Anyways, I promised you my list. As I said it's not a very long list but it's the best I can provide of my Bookmarks and general recommendations.

Ok, as I understand you want Older!Cas fics kinda the situation with Destiel, like 3000+ years of difference or Cockles +4 situation. Hmmm.

Well, I did my best to remember, because you see I oftenly download the fics. I recently acquired the habit of bookmark the ones I enjoyed for future references. So, having only the PDFS had me looking over AO3 again to find the link.

So here it is my very short and very SMUTY list:

FIRST

This ones are a clear age difference and written by @zationao3 that I love and devour everytime they publish something new. I read them last month (December 🤣)

The GAS N SIP verse.

Dean is a kinda lovesick teenager and Cas is an oblivious Gas-N-Sip employee.

Dean is 18 Cas is 30+ a joyride of porn direct to the feelings. ❤️

Counting Down

Castiel Novak is the Principal at Lawrence High School, well-respected amongst colleagues and fiercely protective of his students. Dean Winchester is a bit of an unfortunate troublemaker in his senior year of high school.

A+ Porn with feelings ❤️❤️

I recommend her very much her fics are fun and smuty, and can capture Cas /Dean personalities in modern settings. 👌🏼

SECOND

Even if the first author it's superb and she's an important part of the fandom. I have to mention "the classics" or the Uber recognized writers among our Destiel community. It's like your first and honest assessment of literature usually comes from the things you enjoyed recently. But sometimes you have to mention the classics to make a statement about being literated and of course I read Dostoevsky, Tolkien, and stuff. (of course 😬)

This aren't specifically Older!Cas but kinda are? It's my way to share this wonderful fics that I enjoyed very much the last year.

Russian to the Altar

@malmuses

“I need you to marry Castiel.”

They weren’t the words Dean expected to hear from his business partner’s mouth before their bakery-slash-chocolate shop opened for the day. He’d been quite happy being single—and who the fuck was Castiel, anyway?

It turned out that Castiel was a Russian erotic novelist in need of a ticket to America, and Dean… well, Dean was a last resort.

I'm not sure if is mentioned Cas age, but he very much has this vibe of current Misha age and Jackles too. I loved it. Has drama BDSM and feelings. What else can you ask? 👑

I Wanna Get Outside (Of Me)

By Emwebb17

Dean is a novice in the dom/sub world asked by his employer as a desperate last resort to be a sub for his recluse of a brother, Castiel. Castiel is a diagnosed OCD suffering from PTSD and agoraphobia, mysophobia, and dystychiphobia. Needless to say—he’s a mess who hasn’t stepped out of his home in literally seven years. The only times Gabriel can see traces of the way his brother used to be is when he feels in control—specifically when he has control over a sub. However, due to his idiosyncrasies and paranoia, keeping a sub around has been impossible. Enter Dean, who’s not a very traditional submissive, to try his hand at subbing for the hermit.

Same, but I think it's mentioned that Cas is slightly older or plus 10+. Excellent.

Addicted to You

@ltleflrt

Dean is a Warlock. A very very drunk Warlock. Oh, and a horny Warlock.

Hey, he knows how to summon a succubus!

He should totally do that. Hell yeah! Guaranteed hot sex!

Except that spellcasting while drunk is a Very Bad Idea. He's just too drunk to remember that.

Because Castiel is a Incubus, like Casdean situation they are probably 2000+ years difference. Very nice smuty feels Cas has a trueform, *chef's kiss*😘

Caged Flowers

@cas-lost-grace

When a bad decision has Dean facing a considerable sentence in prison, he fears the worst. His life has never been easy, but at least he could be there for his brother and had some sense of freedom. The reality behind bars, in the confines of his own cell of all things, seems to be even worse than he ever imagined, as his cellmate is one of the scariest people he’s ever met. Even though the Russian mobster starts out by living up to the reputation that precedes him, soon, a not entirely fear-based tension forms between them. What starts as a risky fling that has to be kept in secret grows into something Dean never expected to find behind the bars.

Yes, here as I recall there's a 10+ age difference, Cas is also Russian here so Wonderful! 😊

Subterranean

By InvictaAnimi

Dean knows better than to stay late at work, his commute home is dangerous any time, but especially after dark.

There's no age difference, vbut what a wonderful long piece to read. One of the longest fics I read so far. It was a delightful experience very novelesque and beautifully written by giving Cas and Dean the usual character features we watched on the show. I'm glad for once I can read about Dean being the privileged one and having a proper functional and loving father. Cas is my idol here, because it's me in every sense of the words, I too have touch issues with the general public. Lots of smut and much feels. Gorgeous 🥰

Carry On

A classic. The author deleted her Ao3 profile, so it’s no longer there, but apparently she’s fine with people still reading it. Sub Dean! Sex worker Dean. Full on BDSM, the second longest fic I ever read. The link leads to my drive if you want to download it. Same amount of smut and feelings like the others. It was a delight specially the ending. 🙂

And of course...

Four Letter Word For Intercourse

@bendingsignpost

As a grease monkey turned college freshman, Dean's constantly three seconds away from being stressed out of his mind. It hardly helps that he's finally figuring out his sexuality in his thirties.

What might help with that stress is a little phone number (and a big credit card bill). If he can't figure out how to be bisexual in person, he can at least give it a go over the phone, right?

(It's probably a bad idea, but he really can't help himself.)

Kind of the last two, not a significant age difference, but I read it before the plague and I had to read it again this year. One of the best I enjoy to read more than once, when the suggestion river runs dry. 👍🏼

I must now apologize if the BDSM subject it's not on your alley. Honestly I just realized that there's a theme here 😅. (Aka. everyone knows my kinks now 🤦🏻‍♀️)

Hope you can enjoy them as I did.

#Raven recfics #My current list of readings #I have a thousand more #But I'll stop reveling all my library for now #I apologize for the Theme IF IT'S NOT OF THE PREFERENCE OF THE ONE THAT ASKED #not apologizing for loving BDSM... not ever 😑#Destiel #Deancas ficrec

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aeferkssr · 2 years

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Name/Alias: Squash

Sexuality: Queer

Pronouns: They/it/She or He

Fandom: Either <3

Fun Facts: I love writing, I'm currently planning ideas to write one!!! Writer's block sucks though... I do witchcraft. I play VR chat with a lot of online friends. I love literature/the classic books/poetry such as Shakespeare, The Great Gatsby, Edgar Allan Poe, and many others! I also read Manga. I've caught up to the Bungou Stray Dogs manga and Sigma shdhdhfh. I could go on rants about many things like lore, characters I love/hate, and just anything in general. I also love crime podcasts and predicting things that'll happen. I'm sorry this is kind of long... I'll end here!!

I'm super sorry if this is bothering ot if I forgot something.

i havent done a primarily sk8 request yet so you will be my first!! hope you enjoy your match up

i see your fate and to whom it's intertwined with, the beholder of your heart is...

cherry blossom!

❀ ugh im so jealous

❀ like i am with most of these tbh

❀ but cherry is actually so pretty i wanna die

❀ and he thinks the exact same thing with you

❀ i feel like cherry is a very focused, elegant, radiant. carefree. dREaMy. man but when he just suddenly has his thought overrun with your smile, the way your eyes light up while you talk passionately about the things you like and your laugh when retelling the funny stories with your friends or random people you met on VR chat.

❀ he can't help but crack a wide grin on his usually stoic face.

❀ and who just happens to be in the room almost everytime this happens??

❀ you can probably guess

❀ FUCKING. JOE.

❀ GOD.

❀ he would tease the shit out of him for it too

❀ poor guy lmao

❀ mans would tell you about S and all the stuff he does with skateboarding and yk all the beefs he does (yeah um idk how to explain lmao)

❀ so like you can cover for him when someone asks for him but he's at S

❀ ALSO IM PUTTING YOU IN A SCENARIUO

❀ so remember when the gang went to joe's restaurant to like learn about the love hug?

❀ yeah you were there too!

❀ idk why you two were just casually eating dinner together

❀ at joe's restaurant

❀ not very casual then huh...

❀ and like when reki and the other cxame they went like "omg who's that"

❀ CHERRY WOULD SAY SM LIKE "their an acquaintance ;)"

❀ and EVERYONE WOULD GET IT

❀ except for langa tho

❀ sorry langa

❀ anyways yk that one meme where its like this one guy talking and the other is listening?

❀ yeah that's you two

❀ and he remembers <3333333333

❀ so like if he ever finds himself in a conversation that brings up the great gatsby, he'll be able to impress everyone with his knowledge in the topic

❀ and you're the one who to thank for it <3

#teenie.tiny.matchups!#sk8 the infinity #cherry blossom #cherry blossom x reader

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theartsynoodle · 4 years

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The Music Between Characters: Luz and Amity Part 1 Enchanting Grom Fright

I think that pretty much everything that could be said about Enchanting Grom Fright has been said, but there is one thing I don’t think I have seen anyone really talking about when it comes to Luz and Amity’s encounters.

The music. Especially in the last two episodes, everytime they come face to face or appear in the same scene the music just ... gives off very different vibes. I’m going to leave this under a cut since it might get long.

Okay, so pls bear with me here!! I am not good when it comes to describing music, editing things, or using tumblr in general. This is my first time ever trying to do an analysis! I wanna start off saying the music in the owl house is incredible. It gets me fully immersed into the world and is so mystical and fun. It can be intense and really knows the tone its going for. The music around Luz and Amity is no exception. It’s a little out there, I can always feel the shift in tone whenever they face each other. (This mostly applying to Enchanting Grom Fright and Wing it Like Witches.)

I’ll start with the first scene that really caught my attention, in the gym where Amity explains to Luz what Grom really is. (The scene in the hall with her holding the letter doesn’t have music except for when Bump is making the Grom announcement over the speakers.)

When she walks down to Luz, there’s a sort of whimsical sad music playing. A major shift from the silence or normal music we’re used to hearing in scenes. It sounds like bells and chimes in a way. It resonates in the way of “this sucks for Amity so music is sad” kind of way obviously, but there’s an innocent tone to it. Scared, quiet, unsure.

Then eventually we get to the woods where both Amity and Luz have appeared to run to in a means of escapism from their lives for a second. Luz being frustrated that Eda thinks she’s weak and the guilt she feels about lying to her mom, and Amity having no where else to really go and having to deal with the whole Grom mess.

As they face each other, It’s the same music as in the gym. It’s whimsical, nervous, and curious sounding. Like they’re both unsure of what they are supposed to be feeling in the moment because to us, we can see the obvious romantic tension, but to these two, it’s complete uncertainty. Amity has more of an understanding of her feelings yes, but she’s young, it’s new, it’s scary. For Luz, she has never though that any one could possibly like her, so in these moments she is frozen. Once again, there are what sounds like bells and chimes, and when Luz says she’ll take her place, there’s a crescendo in more brass like instruments, Luz’s more upbeat and loud personality taking over the calmer of the music, the aforementioned bells, chimes, and orchestral instruments, which seems to be more connected to Amity.

So to clarify, in my opinion I believe that these two have stronger connections to these instruments (especially in this episode.):

(Amity- Orchestral instruments, bells, chimes.

Luz- Brass instruments, drums, anything to keep the beat really.)

These instruments often collide with each other in ways I have never noticed before. Their uncertainty and cautiousness around one another causes their music to overlap and dominate each other, fazing in and out depending on who is talking more in the scene.

This sort of distinction in instruments happens again when they are training at the Owl House.

When Amity is frustrated about Luz’s more common and feeble fears, a more classical and melancholic tune is prominent. When Luz looks up the Owl House and says her fear is being weak, the brass blasts in,admittedly for only a second, again.

Then of course, of course, we have the hallway scene.

Now music extremely similar to the forest and the gym scene plays here again. It being most notable to me right when Amity is standing in the doorway of the gym holding the note. This tune seems to play during their more personal and intimate scenes. Scenes where Amity is vulnerable. In the gym she shows fear about the fight when explaining it to Luz, in the woods she expresses fear again when she complains Bump wouldn’t let her off the hook if she didn’t have a fill in, in the woods again when Luz offers to take her place and Amity takes it, admitting she feels too weak to do it herself, and in the hall, right before the fight where she thanks Luz, complimenting her and applauding her bravery, something Amity hasn’t done before.

Now this isn’t exactly Amity and Luz together, but before the iconic dance we see Amity’s fear.

Each note of the music associated more to her, it’s on it’s own. There’s not much to accompany it. Each beat is clear, short, and concise, probably relating to the fact that this is her fear and her fear alone. She’s facing it alone at this point, Luz’s personality isn’t there to liven it up, it’s just a heartbroken girl having the sad, almost distorted sounding notes play by themselves.

As soon as Luz walks up to Amity and picks up the note, realization of what Amity’s fear was hitting her, she offers to take her to Grom as what I assume as a piano and flute play in the background, lifting the spirits of the scene. While I didn’t recognize these instruments in other scenes, maybe this is for the resolution in Amity and Luz. They both don’t have to face their fears alone, they are there for each other.

Then the scene that I will never shut up about happens. The dance.

This is where their music works in perfect harmony, the strings are louder and more confident, and the hard beat and brass instruments (I make out cymbals more) in the background is solid and powerful. It flows together so well, the dance and the music with it being a huge symbol for their growth as people and the growth of their relationship. The unknowing and tense chimes are gone, only the confident harmony now present, each character putting behind their insecurities together to fight.

After their dance is where I heard the chimes again, but this time they were different.

They were more upbeat and happy sounding, a little faster and higher than in the previous scenes. Amity and Luz are relaxed, their tense day finally has a happy ending where they (somewhat) faced their fears and had one crazy Grom night. The music peaks as it’s revealed to the viewers that Amity wanted to ask Luz out all along (of course we knew that though then it fades out as King enters the scene.

Do not get me wrong, I am sure there are tunes similar to this in the show, but it just hits differently in scenes with these two. Could I be completely over reading it? Could I be completely butchering what I’m actually trying to say? Yes and Yes.I really want to hear if any one was thinking something similar or if I’m just completely over reading it.

(If anyone was curious why I’m thinking like this, this in fact is my Steven Universe brain at work. For those who don’t know, SU had certain instruments that strongly connected and represented each character and played a significant part in the show when retaining to relationships.)

Now that I’m done with Enchanting Grom Fright, I’ gonna do Wing it Like Witches next which is going to be so fun. (Though it’ll be much shorter)

#the owl house #theory #toh theory #analysis #.txt #i really wanna hear thoughts on this #luz noceda #amity blight #lumity #might delete later tbh #doing one on wing it like witches but might scrap that if i cant find enough stuff :P

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inosukeslefttoe · 3 years

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so,,, yesterday i read this manhwa called “the horizon” (i forget the author but ill put them in the tags) and good god... it was so heartbreakingly beautiful and im gonna make a few posts about it B) ((i say a few bc theres a few things i wanna talk about but i dont wanna make it all unorganized ?? if that makes sense))

first theres just the amazing artwork done in this piece... the range is just fucking incredible and every single panel had so much work and heart put into it and i had to sit there just to really admire the art of each page for a long time (usually im an impatient little bitch and skim artwork in manga/manhwa but damn this one was something else). but like !! look at how many different styles and shit the artist did depending on the circumstances !!

oh if i didnt mention,, this manhwa is like an apocalyptic world where this little boy meets a little girl and they just sort of roam the world together right... but they come across so many terrible things and theres this back and forth between hope and despair and everytime you start to be like “hey maybe things will be good for them, or at least as good as they can be” the tiniest thing happens that just shatters all that hope to the ground and suddenly everything is lost again. it really reminds me of this book i read for english called the road by uh.. something mccarthy i think... and it was about a boy and his dad trying to survive and walk down a road together in a post apocalyptic world and it was also sad as shit. BUT IM GETTING OFF TOPIC. BACK TO THE ARTWORK.

so thE RANGE OF STYLES YES THATS WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT. as i already said, its just this whole rollercoaster of emotions but it really forces you to sit there and fucking f e e l your emotions yknow? it makes it impossible to just sit there and be like “lol damn thats sad” ,, the art and the layout are so shocking and stunning that you h a v e to sit there and admire them and think about the events and really just feel every ounce of emotion and loss that the characters are going through and that the artist put into this piece. it did this thing where it would sometimes stretch on for a few pages of just the same frame with tiny differences just taking up the whole page without any words/little words to let the magnitude of the situation sink in and envelope you. its so powerful with its message especially with the themes of hope and loss and it just... usually i keep pop culture/anime/manhwa feels separate from my irl feels but... dude this one was so fuckin amazing that i genuinely had to take a break a few times bc the feels were getting all mixed up and i genuinely felt that sorrow that the characters were feeling. i seriously wanna read this again actually so i focus more on the amazing art since i know the story already.

i just love how much it switches up from all the different looks too. sometimes it would have that classic anime/manhwa feel to it especially when there were lots of characters (i didnt include a sc for that oops) but a lot of the time it would focus on the beauty/emptiness of the landscape around the characters since there wasnt really much left in the world. there were a lot of gruesome scenes drawn in that sort of chalky/charcoaly look that involved death and i am just obsessed with how they made it look so organic and like it was actually, yknow decomposing. they also used a really messy scribbly style when super chaotically terrible things where happening, both externally and internally which was such a perfect reflection of those bundled up negative and hopeless emotions that were present throughout the story. it sort of made it seem like those things were simply too horrible to be drawn fully and even the artist couldnt subject the reader to such a terrible sight. also ... the use of color... usually they would use color to represent the presence of hope and damn dude it really worked... especially after seeing some of these same images consecutively and that dramatic change really makes the reader feel so much brighter and happier when hope is back in the story !! although that one other colored scene... where the boy is in the ocean... god that hurts my heart so badly... i think the color was used in that case to show the reality of his situation and that it was really r e a l yknow ??? it wasnt just a comic written to make ppl sad and thinking about death,, this is that kids whole LIFE and he had to accept the (bad thing that happened but im not gonna write it bc i dont wanna spoil) was something that happened and now he really had no reason to keep on living... and all these feelings are so wonderfully portrayed and definitely did a very good job of making me, the reader, Very Sad.

HAHA I DIDNT WANT THIS TO BE TOO LONG BUT I RAMBLED LMAO... ill prolly make one or two more posts about this but they wont nearly be as long dont worry

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#the horizon #jeong jihoon #the horizon jeong jihoon #manga analysis #manhwa analysis #manhwa recommendation #the road cormac mccarthy #beautiful manhwa

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vinatintasupernovita · 3 years

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“You’ve got everything, dear?”

“Yes, Mom.”

“Your jackets? Your good chitons?”

“Mom, you know they don’t wear things like that on the isle. Or anywhere else anymore.”

“They could wear party hats and capes for all I care, you’re a respectable god. And as such, you’ll dress like one, hear me?”

Persephone sighed as her mother Demeter started another lecture. Every fall it was the same. She wouldn’t even see her for the next six months, why did it matter to her how ‘respectable’ Persephone acted, especially on a place like the isle?

“And another thing, don’t bring home anymore knives or other sharp objects. I’m tired of having to throw those out.” Demeter said as she straightened out her own outfit in the mirror, wiping a stray bit of lipstick from her mouth before deciding everything looked just fine.

“Well I can’t leave them at dad’s.” Persephone said, leaning on the tall handle of her suitcase. “Hadie will mix it up with his and by the time I’m back I’ll need a new one anyway.”

“Here’s an idea- don’t get one to begin with.” She said. “You shouldn’t need one in the first place.”

“Not a good idea.” Persephone swayed back and forth on her heels. She hated how long her mom always took. She knew it was just stalling to keep her home for even an hour longer. “You could just let me-“

“Absolutely not.” Demeter cut her off quickly. “I will not have that type of thing in my house. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes..” Persephone groaned, only to brighten up as Demeter opened the front door.

She all but raced out the door to the royal limo that was waiting outside to pick them up. One quick stop at the castle and Persephone was off. Back to her father and her brother and her- well, she didn’t have a word for what Pain and Panic were to her, but they were family nonetheless. Demeter followed behind, slowly locking up their house and flipping the sign to the flower shop that occupied their bottom floor to ‘away’, taking forever to get in the limo. Persephone had already shoved her bag into the back of the limo and gotten comfortable before her mom could even open the door to sit.

The limo drove across the city to the palace, where King Adam and Queen Belle awaited them. Beside them was their only son, Prince Ben, waiting to say goodbye to his best friend for the winter months. They hadn’t much time to say their goodbyes everytime- fall had to come sooner rather than later- but they had been doing it for as long as they had known each other.

Ben watched out the window for any signs of the limo, tapping his fingers against the window sill as he waited. Belle and Adam looked between each other, and smiled. He was always like this when Persephone was leaving or coming- and though they had always been wary of the gods and everything that came with working with them- they were at least glad Ben had a friend as close to him as Persephone. Maybe once he was king and she took her spot as Goddess of Spring, there’d be less complicated custody requirements to go through before a new season could be rung in.

“They’re here!” He said as the limo pulled in, smiling brightly.

The three of them went down to the front together to greet them- Adam and Belle had learned the hard way that gods preferred the royal treatment even in the presence of actual royals.

Persephone got out of the limo first, running to hug Ben. She towered over him, but it didn’t matter much as they embraced.

“Hi Benny boy.” Persephone smiled as they pulled apart.

“Hi Seph.” Ben smiled back at her. “You’re ready to go?”

“The seasons don’t wait for anyone.” Persephone shrugged, but nodded all the same. That’s when she noticed his parents, and waved. “Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Florian, your highnesses.”

“Hello, Persephone. Lady Demeter, always a pleasure.” Belle said as she and her husband nodded graciously to the older goddess who walked up behind Persephone. Demeter nodded back to them.

“Your graces.” Demeter greeted. “Good to see you again.”

“Mother, Father, Lady Demeter, do you mind if Persephone and I step away for a moment?” Ben asked. “I just- have something to talk to her about before she goes.”

“Yes, Ben, you can go.” His parents said.

“Of course, young man.” Demeter said. “Behave, Persephone.”

“Yes, Mom.” Persephone said, but didn’t really listen to her as Ben led her off.

“Ok, Ok,” Persephone said. “What is it you’ve got to show me?”

“I’ve finally got it, Seph.” He said with a huge smile. “The perfect first decree.”

The two of them went quickly to Ben’s private study. He had been hauled up in there for forever- which, was Persephone’s way of saying more than three days- drafting plans for his first official decree as king. He had a little over half a year until the day came, but he wanted to make sure it was perfect. Classic Ben.

He held up a paper draft that had been scribbled down as fast as Ben could write. He handed it to Persephone and she read through it.

“I, King Ben, decree that we enac-“ Persephone stopped as she saw the next lines. “enact a system to bring children from the isle over to Auradon.. as a second chance for them..” Her voice broke as she looked up at him. “Ben.”

“Surprise.” He said. “What do you think?”

“What do I- Ben!” Persephone smiled brightly as she hugged him. “That’s amazing! You have no idea the amount of good that’ll do- there’s so many kids on that isle that need this.”

“I know. That’s why I wanted you to be the first to hear it.” Ben said. Persephone blinked.

“Wait,” She said as she pulled away. “Your parents don’t know yet?”

“Im waiting for the right time to tell them.”

“Wow, Benny boy’s acting all rebellious and secretive.” She chuckled. “Im proud of you. This is really good, Ben.”

“I’ve still got a few kinks to work out of it, but, it’ll be ready by coronation day.” He said. “You’ll be here for coronation day, right?”

“Unless you want a jump from winter to summer, ‘course I will be.” She said. “Any ideas on who you’ll bring first?”

“Not yet.” He said. “I wanna make sure I can pick kids who will have an impact.”

“Well, if you want my advice, which, eh.” She wiggled her hand back and forth. “You’re gonna need big name villains’ kids. I can give you some names if you want.”

“That’d be great! Any off the top of your head?” He said as he went for a pen and paper. Persephone sat on his desk and tapped her finger against her chin in thought.

“Let’s see..” She said. “First off, Hadie. Second, Hadie.”

“Seph-“

“Ooh! Third! Hadie.”

“‘Sephone.”

“Fourth.. no, probably Hadie.”

“Seph!”

Persephone huffed as she looked at Ben, who gave her that tired smile that everyone gave their best friend when they were trying to be clever and failing.

“Sorry, Ben, but my brother’s the most important person to me- besides you, ‘course.” She said. “Hell, he’s just a kid. He deserves to grow up somewhere safe.” In reality, Hadie was 16, but to be honest it didn’t matter how old he was because he’d always be her kid brother. A 10,000 year age gap did that.

“He’s one of the first to come, I promise.” He said. “But, I need more than one kid.”

“Oh.. alright.” She said. “I’ll get you a real list by the time I’m back.”

“Thank you.” Ben said. “And don’t worry- if he still wants to go see your dad like you do, he can- it’s all a matter of getting them and Auradon’s people used to eachother first, before there’s any possible talks of free travel.”

“Right.” Persephone nodded. “Speaking of, I probably need to get going. They’re waiting for me.”

“Be safe.” He said as she hopped down from the desk.

“I would be if my mom let me keep my knives.” She said as the two headed back down. “It’s so rude, she always takes them. She even took the one Heidi found me!”

“No- that one was your favorite!”

“I know!”

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#oop this has been in the drafts awhile #ben and persephone’s friendship :)#fresa’s fics #descendants #fresa is talking about her ocs

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artificialqueens · 3 years

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Baby, don't make me spell it out for you (Jankie) - Mar

A/N: Based on a classic tumblr prompt.

Jan peeked around the corner where she was hiding. From her vantage point, she could see her friends sitting at their usual spot in the school yard.

This is so stupid, she thought. These were her friends. Jackie was her friend. Worst case scenario, things would be awkward for a while, and then they would both move on. Probably. Hopefully. Oh, God.

A little crinkle noise let her know she was on the verge of crushing the letter in her hands.

Jan peeked around the corner where she was hiding. From her vantage point, she could see her friends sitting at their usual spot in the school yard, under the shade of a jacarandá. She could see Nicky and Jaida’s faces, but her target had her back turned. All she could see of Jackie was her mass of curls and the faint outline of her glasses.

Jaida looked in her direction and Jan hid behind the school building again. With her back against the wall, she closed her eyes and tried to calm her racing heart.

A little crinkle noise let her know she was on the verge of crushing the letter in her hands. Jan relaxed her fingers and smoothed out the envelope. It was a simple, sage green envelope, subtle enough that she could hand it discreetly without attracting the eyes of their very curious, very invasive friends. The glittery hearts and starfleet sticker were a bit cheesy, maybe, but whatever. Jan was cheesy, and Jackie had never made her feel stupid for it. Plus, she had bought that sticker sheet weeks ago and had been dying for a chance to use them.

The loud cackles from her friend group brought her back to the mission. Recess was almost over, which meant she needed to hurry. Jan slipped the letter in the front pocket of her hoodie and pushed herself off the wall.

Act like there’s nothing wrong, she told herself. And there is nothing wrong! You’ll be fine. She’ll be fine.

Nicky was the first to spot her.

“Where were you?” she asked. “I waited for you outside of class but you didn’t come out.”

“Oh, I wanted to finish tomorrow’s homework,” said Jan, avoiding Nicky’s eyes.

She sat on the grass next to Jackie, who bumped her shoulder. Jan swayed from side to side and landed herself on Jackie’s shoulder, smiling up at her. Jackie smiled back and poked Jan’s nose. By Jackie’s side, surrounded by the sweet smell of the tree flowers and her friends’ quiet chatter, Jan felt at peace. It was almost nice enough to calm her nerves entirely.

Except Jaida kept sending her curious looks everytime she so much as glanced at Jackie. At one point, Jan picked up a flower and tucked it behind Jackie’s ear, making her smile and mutter a thank you, Jannie. When Jan looked up, Jaida was staring right at her, eyebrow raised. Before Jaida could call her out, Jan threw a diversion:

“Did you guys watch Dream Desserts last night? I thought Emma should’ve won the challenge.”

Not even ten seconds later, Jaida was passionately arguing with Nicky about the merits of fondant in decorations. Jan sat back, hiding her smile. It was too easy.

Jackie, however, saw right through her. She leaned into Jan and whispered:

“Why did you throw blood into that shark tank?” she asked, pointing at the other two girls.

“Umm, just to see what would happen.”

“Oh, we’re making social experiments with our friends, now?” teased Jackie.

“Yeah, taking mental notes,” Jan said, tapping her head. “You’re next, so watch out.”

Jackie laughed and Jan beamed at her. If she had the girl laughing at a joke that silly, maybe she was right to hope.

The school bell rang and the girls stood up lazily, brushing off grass from their clothes. Jaida and Nicky led the way, engaged in a much calmer conversation. Jan walked a few steps behind them with Jackie, and once she deemed the other two were out of earshot, she tugged on Jackie’s sleeve.

Jackie stopped and turned to her with curious eyes.

“What’s up, Janet?”

“I wanted to give you something before class,” Jan whispered.

“Okay,” Jackie whispered back, amused. “Why are we whispering?”

Jan gestured towards their friends’ backs.

“I just don’t want them to hear. It’s a little personal,” she said, with a tiny smile. Jan pulled out the letter and held it in her tight grip. “I, uh, I wrote this letter. And it would mean a lot to me if you would read it,” she said, pretty much shoving the letter into Jackie’s chest.

“O-kay, what is this?” Jackie took the letter and examined it. Jan could pinpoint the moment when she realized what she had in her hands. Her eyes widened and she let out a little oh. “Is this…?”

“Yes. That’s why I only wanted you to see it. So, um, if you could read it…” Jan noticed Jackie was not saying anything, so she backtracked. “But you can totally say no!” she said, reaching out for the letter. “I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable, so I can- I can take it back.”

“No!” Jackie said, holding the letter close to her chest. “No, it’s okay. I’m completely comfortable!” She took a hesitant step towards the school building. “We should get going, though.”

“Yes! Yes, we should.”

Both girls walked inside in tense silence. Outside of Jackie’s classroom, Jan lingered, not sure of how to say goodbye.

“Do you- I, can I walk you home after school?”

Jackie tightened her death grip on the letter, and Jan considered taking it from her before it became illegible. Instead, she made her hands play with the strings of her hoodie.

“Oh, I don’t know, I think I have a meeting with the debate team today, so…” said Jackie, inching towards the door. “I’ll let you know, yeah?”

“Yeah. Alright. See ya, Jacks.” Jan waved and walked away.

All throughout her class, she wondered if she should’ve mentioned that the debate team only met on Thursdays. ________________________________________________________________

Jan didn’t see Jackie for the rest of the day. She’d waited for her outside the school, but there’d been no sight of the girl. After a few minutes, Jan shot her a text.

are you coming? i’m outside!

The message didn’t even send through. Dejected, Jan made her way home. ________________________________________________________________

“Ma! I’m back!”

Jan went into the kitchen and shrugged off her backpack and hoodie. The oven was on and the room was too stuffy, even with all the windows open. Her mom was stretching dough on the counter, next to where her little sister sat, sorting through a box of baking tools.

“Hi, honey. Did you have a nice day?” asked Luisa. Jan nodded and kissed her cheek.

“Jannie!” called Lemon, holding out the box to her sister. “Pick a cookie cutter.”

Jan lifted one shaped like a flower, but noticed Lemon frowning, and put it back down. She then picked the bunny shaped cutter and Lemon nodded in approval.

“This one,” said Jan, placing it on the counter with the others.

“All ready?” asked Luisa, to which Lemon nodded. “Start cutting the shapes, the oven’s probably ready.”

They ended up with more than forty cookies, because Luisa only knew how to cook in army proportions. She fit them all in the oven and shook the flour off her hands.

“They’ll be done in ten minutes. Jan, can you set a timer?”

Jan nodded and went to grab her phone. Still no new messages. Once she set the timer, she opened her conversation with Jackie and saw that the girl had seen her last text, but hadn’t replied. Jan frowned and started chewing on her nails. It wasn’t like Jackie to leave her on read. That probably meant she had read the letter, and was either happy and waiting to discuss it in person, or…

Jan shook her head. The alternative was too awful.

“Ma, can I invite Pri over for cookies?” asked Lemon.

“You can. Tell her to bring a tupper, I’m sending her back with extras.”

Lemon hopped off the counter and ran out the door.

Jan saw that her mom was putting the kettle on, so she put her phone away and sat at the kitchen table. Luisa leaned back on the counter and looked at Jan.

“Sooo, how did it go?”

Jan sighed and stretched her arms on the table.

“Well, I did it. Now the ball’s on her court, and I’m trying to be okay with that.”

“And what did she say?” asked Luisa, eyes wide.

“Nothing yet, she hasn’t texted me. I’m thinking she wants to talk about it face to face. I hope.” Jan looked down at her hands and started running her nails through the lines in the wood. “I guess she could be avoiding me, if I upset her,” she said. “If- if she hated the letter, and thinks I’m… I don’t know, disgusting,” Jan sighed, burying her face in her hands.

Luisa took Jan’s hands off her face and lifted her chin, gently.

“None of that, Janine. That girl loves you, that was never in doubt. Maybe as a friend, maybe as something else, but she loves you, and she won’t toss you to the curb over a crush. Not Jackie.”

Jan smiled and rubbed her eyes.

“Thanks, ma. And I know you’re right, I’m just nervous. But even if Jackie says no, I’ll still have her as a friend, and that could never be a bad thing.”

“Exactly! So you’ve got that scenario covered. But I’m more interested in what you’ll do if she says yes.” Luisa leaned forward. “Have you thought about it?” she said, in a confabulatory voice.

Jan furrowed her brows.

“You seem to be having way too much fun at my expense.”

“This is exciting!” said Luisa. “I’ve been waiting for it since the first time you had Jackie over.”

“Ma! We were like, nine, back then.”

“And I already knew this would happen. You were so cute, showing off your cartwheels and trying to impress her, with little Jackie beaming at you like you were the most wonderful thing on this earth. Argh, young love.” Luisa pinched Jan’s cheek and went to get the kettle.

Jan had to smile at the memory.

“Jackie had her braces, remember?”

“Mhmm. And you had your freckles. But you see my point?”

“That you’re way too involved and in need of a hobby?” teased Jan.

Luisa carried the mugs to the table and smacked her daughter upside the head, making her laugh.

“So disrespectful…”

Jan went to grab her mug, but Luisa took her hand in both of hers. They were always warm, and a little rough, and Jan thought about how nothing else made her feel as safe.

“My point,” Luisa started, “is that, from the beginning, you two have been the same. Little stars in each other’s orbits. And it will be the same tomorrow.”

Jan looked at her mom in silence, and let herself believe that.

“You are a very wise woman, has anyone told you that?”

Luisa fought back a smile.

“Drink your tea, Janine.” ________________________________________________________________

There were twenty minutes left before the bell rang. Jan had asked to be dropped off early that morning, and her mom had agreed, much to the annoyance of Lemon, who’d been woken up half an hour earlier than necessary. The whole car ride, she’d done her very best to glower threateningly at Jan, but with her tousled hair and chubby cheeks, the result was as scary as a moody lion cub. Whatever, Luisa was taking her for breakfast at Starbucks to make up for it. Lemon would be fine.

Jan, on the other hand, was waiting to find out whether her very best friend in the galaxy would even look at her again. Alright, that was the nerves talking, but still. High stakes.

“Where are you, Jaqueline…” she wondered aloud, tugging on the straps of her backpack.

The wind was picking up and whipping her stray hairs in her face, messing up the very pretty, very intricate braid she had adorned herself with. Maybe she should wait inside…

As soon as she had that thought, she saw the Rose’s van parking in front of the school. Jan started bouncing on her heels and only noticed it because her backpack started hitting her. She forced herself to be still and breathed in.

The door opened.

Jackie looked so, so pretty. She had her gold hoop earrings and one of her nicest shirts. Alright, maybe that was a good sign, Jan reasoned, because maybe she had also wanted to look good.

The car drove away and Jackie turned around and- no. Oh no. Jackie looked sad. She looked sad like she needed to let a best friend down easy, or not easy at all, sad like she was about to take Jan’s heart in her delicate hands and crush it to little bits.

She also looked surprised to see Jan waiting for her. Jan caught the way Jackie plastered on a big, strained smile before walking up to her. What was that about?

“Morning!”

“Morning, Jacks.” Jan tried to be cheery. “You look pretty.”

That seemed to soften Jackie’s expression into something more genuine.

“Thanks. You’re early, today.”

“Yeah, I wanted to see you before class.”

They stood in silence, neither wanting to start the conversation.

“So…”

“So… Did you read it?”

Jackie let out a shaky breath.

“I did. Hold on.” Jackie put her backpack on the floor and kneeled to riffle through it. Jan tilted her head to the side.

“What are you doing?”

“I put it in my notebook so it wouldn’t crinkle,” said Jackie, standing up and holding out the envelope. “Here.”

Jan frowned in confusion, but still took it. She opened the envelope and checked to see if Jackie had put something else inside, but no. Just her own letter.

“Why are you giving it back?”

It was Jackie’s turn to look confused.

“So you can edit it?”

It occured to Jan that, maybe, two different conversations were taking place, and she had a hunch about where the miscommunication came from. But she found it hard to believe that this girl, this brilliant leader of the debate team, this absolute nerd who could talk for hours about globe politics, could also be so extraordinarily dumb.

Jan unfolded the letter and, sure enough, dots had been added. Commas had been replaced with semicolons. There were even comments on the margins.

“You marked it.”

“Hmm?”

“You marked my letter.” Jan couldn’t look away from the paper.

“Yes, I ran out of post-its, I’m so sorry! I used a really soft pencil, though, so you can erase it and it won’t show.”

“I gave you a love letter, and you marked it.”

“Yes? You asked me to read it? You looked nervous, like you always get when you show me your essays-”

“Jackie.”

“-because you think you can’t write but you can and that letter is beautiful, really, and your person is so lucky. You even got it revised, because that’s who you are. You put your heart into everything you do, it’s my favorite thing about you-”

“Jaqueline.”

“Huh?”

Jan placed both hands on Jackie’s shoulders.

“I gave the letter to you. Who did you think it was for?” She looked into her eyes, waiting.

Jackie frowned a little and then, slowly, her eyes widened.

“It has Star Trek stickers, Jaqueline.”

Jackie buried her face in her hands.

“I’m an idiot…”

Jan wanted to say something encouraging, but she opened her mouth and all that fell out were giggles. Jackie slowly lowered her hands. She was crimson red, but Jan’s laughter was contagious. The tension dissolved with their fits and Jan forgot why she had been nervous in the first place. This was her person.

Jan went back to fiddling with her backpack straps, still grinning.

“Okay, grammatical errors aside-”

“Jaaan,” whined Jackie, still embarrassed.

“-now that you know the letter’s for you, what did you think of it?”

“Oh! Ha,” Jackie let out, looking down. “It’s a lot.”

Jan looked at her, panicked.

“A good lot!” corrected Jackie. “It’s unexpected, I mean, I knew you liked me, but not- not like this. I didn’t think I’d earned this, and basically this is a long winded way of saying, I like you too.”

“You do?” Jan looked at her, all bright eyes and years of love on her face.

Jackie had to look away. A few years down the line, she would find the words to tell Jan that looking at her felt like looking at the sun, sometimes. Magnetic, breathtaking, and almost unbearable. For now, she could only nod at the ground.

Giggles bubbled out of Jan’s mouth again. She couldn’t help it. All the buildup, pining and hope had led to her bravest moment, and the rewards had her on cloud nine. With her leftover bravery, Jan reached for Jackie’s hand, wondering if a gesture that familiar to them would feel different under unfamiliar circumstances.

It both did and didn’t.

“What happens now?” she asked Jackie, pulling her imperceptibly closer.

“Well,” Jackie started, lacing their hands together. “I have calculus, which I hate. And you have geography, which you hate. So we could go to class and think of each other and not pay attention all morning, which is a waste of time anyway, or…”

“Or?”

“Or, we could skip and go to the skatepark and, um, talk…” she finished, looking up at Jan through her lashes.

Jan’s heart stuttered at the way Jackie said “talk”. That got a firm yes from her. She really hoped this time they were both on the same page.

“Definitely, let’s do that one,” Jan nodded, eager, already dragging Jackie away from the school.

“Alright, let’s.” Jackie followed her easily. Some things wouldn’t change.

There were no clouds in the sky, but the sun was still taking its sweet time warming up the morning. Jan spared a thought for the jacket she’d forgone that morning, but mostly she thought about how Jackie was more susceptible to cold weather and also wearing a skirt. So, in a totally smooth and not-at-all clumsy move, she hooked her arm around Jackie’s shoulders and huddled closer to her side, for warmth.

Jackie tensed, but grabbed Jan’s hand before she could take it back.

The girls came to a fork in their path, and stopped to choose the best street to the park.

“We should take sixth instead of seventh,” said Jackie, “because that’s your mom’s route to work, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, you’re right. Although I don’t think she would mind us skipping that much, considering,” said Jan, starting down that street.

“Considering what?”

Jan gestured vaguely between their bodies.

“You told Luisa??”

Jan looked at Jackie with an expression that clearly said duh.

“You’re right, I don’t know why I asked.”

Jan laughed and bumped their hips together.

“If it makes you feel better, she was totally rooting for us.”

“It does, actually. I don’t think I could handle mama-bear Luisa telling me to stay away from her precious daughter.”

“She literally likes you more than me.”

A store came into view and Jan slowed down the pace.

“Oooh, we should get chips and sodas for the park. Oh! And sandwiches!” she said, already pulling Jackie into the store.

“You’re the best person to skip class with.”

Jan grinned and rushed inside. They ended up with two paper bags full of drinks and food, and some sparkly hair clips Jan had liked and Jackie had decided to buy for her, because she never displayed any self-control when it came to making Jan happy.

Outside of the store, Jan insisted on being chivalrous and carrying both bags. It was such a simple gesture, but it still got Jackie to gush over her.

“I’m really liking being your girlfriend, Janessa.”

Jan stopped walking.

“I’m your girlfriend?”

“I mean, I think so? At least,” Jackie cleared her throat, “at least that’s what I want. If you want that, too. But there’s no pressure.”

Jan took a step closer. Shuffling the bags in her arms out of the way, she stood on her tiptoes to breach the height difference and pressed her lips to Jackie’s. She felt Jackie place a shaky hand on her shoulder, which made the paper bag creak. When she pulled away, she waited for Jackie to blink the daze out of her eyes before flashing her biggest smile.

“I’d love to be your girlfriend, Jacks.”

Jackie was still a little awestruck, but she managed to find her words.

“Okay. Alright. Girlfriends.” She nodded once, determined, and kept on walking. Simple as that.

At the park, they found a good patch of sunshine to sit down and share the spoils. With practiced ease, Jackie handed Jan a grape soda and Jan opened the Sprite bottle for her.

“Do you wanna come over for dinner tonight?” said Jan, after a sip. “I kind of wanna see my mom’s face if we walk into her kitchen holding hands.”

Jackie smiled at the image.

“I’m up for it,” she said, but then winced. “But, um, do you think we could not tell her about the little hiccup on my part?”

Jan tapped her chin.

“Hmm, I don’t know. This could be a really funny story, I’m sure she’d appreciate it.”

Jackie took her hand.

“Jannie, please?” she begged sweetly, fluttering her eyelashes at her. Jan could only stare, spellbound.

“Oh, you’re so going to abuse that now, aren’t you?”

Jacks shook her head, curls bouncing.

“I don’t know what you mean,” she said, hiding her smile behing her bottle.

Jan smiled in disbelief and opened her own soda.

Yeah. Just another regular day.

#rpdr fanfiction #jackie cox #jan sport #jankie #childhood friends #confessing feelings #love letters #friends to lovers #mar #concrit welcome #lesbian au #submission #s12

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peachmemes · 4 years

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TAYLOR SWIFT LYRICS MEME : 1989 ( 2014 ).

part one ( two, three, four ) / change pronouns as desired !

𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊.

the village is aglow.

everybody here wanted something more.

welcome to new york.

it’s been waiting for you.

i could dance to this beat.

the lights are so bright but they never blind me.

everybody here was someone else before.

you can want who you want.

like any great love, it keeps you guessing.

like any real love, it’s ever changing.

it drives you crazy.

you know you wouldn’t change anything.

𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄.

nice to meet you.

where you been ?

i could show you incredible things.

oh my god.

look at that face.

you look like my next mistake.

love’s a game.

wanna play ?

i can read you like a magazine.

i know you heard about me.

let’s be friends.

i’m dying to see how this one ends.

grab your passport and my hand.

i can make the bad guys good for a weekend.

it’s gonna be forever.

it’s gonna go down in flames.

you can tell me when it’s over.

the high was worth the pain.

they’ll tell you i’m insane.

i love the players.

you love the game.

we’re young and we’re reckless.

it’ll leave you breathless.

i’ve got a blank space baby.

i’ll write your name.

you’re the king, baby, i’m your queen.

the worst is yet to come.

who is she ?

i get drunk on jealousy.

you’ll come back each time you leave.

i’m a nightmare dressed like a daydream.

boys only want love if it’s torture.

don’t say i didn’t warn you.

𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄.

you come and pick me up.

it’s been a while since i have even heard from you.

i should just tell you to leave.

i know exactly where it leads.

i watch it go ‘round and ‘round each time.

you got that james dean daydream look in your eye.

i got that red lip classic thing that you like.

we go crashing down.

we come back everytime.

we never go out of style.

you got that long hair, slicked back, white t-shirt.

i got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt.

i heard that you’ve been out and about with some other girl.

what you’ve heard is true.

i can’t stop thinking about you.

i’ve been there, too, a few times.

just take me home.

𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒.

it all seems so simple.

you took a polaroid of us.

the rest of the world was black and white.

we were screaming in color.

are we out of the woods yet ?

are we in the clear yet ?

we were built to fall apart.

we couldn’t quite forget.

like we stood a chance.

remember when you hit the brakes too soon ?

when you started crying, baby, i did, too.

the sun came up.

i was lookin’ at you.

we couldn’t take the heat.

i’m settin’ you free.

the monsters turned out to be just trees.

you were lookin’ at me.

i remember.

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keeperofthe-mxxn · 3 years

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tagged by @theimperialnuisance

some get to know you thingie. no i wont type out the questions.

1. oh Lord i couldnt tell ya the last song. they all kinda blend together and i more often then not either hit the radio (classical) or a podcast (something crime; usually Dateline). maybe this? Them good Ishgard vibes. 👌🏽

2. Reading? The Phantom Prince: My Life With Ted Bundy. i feel sorta insane saying i have favorites in terms of crimes, but i got a few serial killers i’ll eat up any and all info on and ol Teddy is one of them. the amount of documentaries ive watched on him.......

3. speaking of documentaries, i have so many ive started then stopped so theres a lot in my “Continue Watching for [my name]” but i think the last one i watched was a limited time Ted Bundy tapes one.

4. i wouldnt say a craving but it’d be nice to have some blackened chicken from work. everytime growing up we’d have blackened chicken and i couldnt handle it cause i really cant do spice. then i tried it cold and Lord child that was beautiful. you ever had blackened chicken pasta? over some fet noodles? so good.

oh fuck the tagging part. do i have nine friends? sad boi hours...... @oreoz-unfortunately @feral-graha you two are like the only ones i talk to..... this truly is sad. anyone else wanna do this?

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Jason expert rate Jason’s designs

sorry for being late i was busy with school but now i’m free so to celebrate. jason indulgence.

pre-crisis not robin

very cute. i like that it has a lil more of flair to it? the collar and the lines on the gloves and the shorter cape.. also love it has pants. king rlly king. wonder if they already knew he was gonna be robin anyways or if they were still considering nightbird. anyways, 8/10 bc its cute

pre & post-crisis robin (bc its basically the same)

i mean its a classic.. however it reminds me jason was the only robin who was simply given dick’s clothes rather than like. have an unique look? which sucks. 7/10 middle child syndrome is REAL

post-crisis robin (winter edition)

OKAY NOW THIS. i absolutely love. is it tacky? oh yes without a doubt. i still love the pants and the sleeves. finally winter clothes for this child, especially considering his new titans scene where he was bitching about the costume not being snow proof. he got what he wanted! 9/10

new 52/rebirth costume by

EPIC. IDC I LOVE IT.the circles on his arms and his boots.. the lines on his legs.. i just love it. i love the red mask too… it feels.. not more unique, but feels more jason-y than the other costume. 10/10

NOW. onto older stuff

hush

as u can see im VERY confusion about the pouches and the straps?? why??? whats the purpose.. generally its fine. the white strand moved a nation and i think the chest piece is cool, but everything else.. uglee. like the long as hell jacket and him looking 40 years old like why r u 19 looking like fifty? ugly white man. 5/10

winicks/utrh version

LITERALLY A CLASSIC. i love this costume sooo much. like jason obviously grew out of it, as in it wouldnt make sense for him anymore to go with something like this as his main costume because i feel like this fit the utrh mood (him not veing a vigilante/hero/villain whatver but trying to be a mob boss n shit) and it just. fucks. i love the helmet just being plain with no stupid mouth or nose shape. i simply love it. 10/10

nigthwing

its just. its just the nightwing costume. didnt even try he just stole that from dick. he still rocks it and looks better than dick, and u gotta give him points for accessorizing with his dagger. 7/10

red robin

im not. a big fan of this costume.. i think the cowl is ugly, it just does not work for someone as big as jason… however i do like why he took this mantle and what it meant.. 6/10 no words head empty.

oh brother. furryman

ITS SUCH AN UGLY COSTUME. muzzle batman walked so muzzle red hood could run. its just. ugly like ugly. i dont like the ears or again the muzzle or whatever the hell is going on in the arms.. its just so edgy. 5/10

WANNA KNOW WHAT A SEXY EVIL BATMAN COSTUME LOOK LIKE?

Injustice 2 batman

I2 HAD IT IN THE BAG BABY. i like that its like classic batman costume but again! with some jason touches! the red eyes, the electric tiddies making a comeback.. epic genuinely epic. 10/10

and if ur not into evil jason

100% dad ‘i have my life figured out’ batman jason

just like the nightwing costume this is just. batman costume. nothing special or different from it so its like did u even try? BUT in this scenario it actually means smth that he stuck to bruces costume.. sweet.. but boring. 7/10

speaking of. evil ugly designs. ugh i hate this.

this motherfucker

ive never. ever. felt as humiliated by a costume than thetime jason wore this. like MORTIFYING RLLY. its DISGUSTINGGG. the helmet shape. the fucking WHITE. the SKULL PLEASE WHO DESIGNED THIS WHO HATES ME IN PARTICULAR SO MUCH??? THIS MAN DOES NOT FUCK! HES UGLY! HE STINKS!!!! the red guns are epic that much i can say. LOOK AT THOSE PANS GOD ITS SO HUMILLIATING. 0/10 WORST COSTUME EVER.

HOWEVER. winick and the artist spun GOLD from it, because next time jason wore possibly my favorite costume to date

this motherfucker…2!

like look how much better it looks with a little of swag.. the helmet without eyes.. the belts.. the fucking leather jacket.. keeping the red guns/gloves.. like seriously i dont know a better man. the skull is still awful and i wouldve replaced the white for black and MWAH best costume. like the black part at the top make it all red and the white make it black.. god this jason fucks massively i love him. 11/10 my favorite by a landslide perhaps

new 52/rebirth red hood

OKAY I KNOW theyre slightly different (rebirth has shorter sleeves and a more padded look) but to me its like. same thing. okay i think its.. fine. its not phenomenal but its not ugly.. i like the brown jacket more than the black jacket i have to admit, its more distinctive and i simply like the color more, however i do not.. like jason having the bat symbol.. but thats also a me thing about how badly written this is. anyways. the helmet with the mouth disgusts me and everytime its drawn like that its humilliating. like. 7/10. maybe 7+. when it has the mouth or like nose ANY FACIAL EXPRESSION RLLY its a 5.

wingman

oh i absolutely despise that helmet. he looks like fucking. terminator. its the ugliest shape ive ever seen and the visor is.. huge. i dont like the shoulder pads either idk what the fuck its going on with the thing around his neck either.. like hes. knockout batman and i HATEEE IT. damians costume slaps tho. i just… its… ugly. like.. 3/10.

get damian back arc red hood costume

oh im a HUGE fan of this design.i love how his costume is designed in a way thats like. if jason was a dnd character he absolutely would be a tank. the padding, the red undertones everywhere, i just.. love it. i like how all the costumes were done to reflect their personalities you know.. i like this robin red hood hybrid. 9/10 would even say 10/10 bc i just enjoy how gleason draws jason.

red hood/arsenal costume

its like. i dont hate it completely (i love the way the hood+helmet looks) and thats.. yeah thats pretty much all i like about it. i HATEEEE the vest i hate it fr.i hate how huge the sumbol is and idk this costume just does not spark joy. 5/10

outlaw costume

okay this one. this one drives me insane. because like. okay i dig parts of it. i like the lack of sleeves. i like the gloves thingies. i like the hood. i could get aboard him ditching the helmet - it breaks all the damn time anyways. i like the stripes on his pants in the boots. ALL SEPARATE? NEAT. now i hate. hate. the muzzle. like WHY IT LOOKS SO UGLYYY LIKE SO UGLY like unless the artist GETS IT and is SEXY it looks awful. look at this

AWFUL. also like it made sense for when he was on the run and he had to make do and assemble a costume from what he had but like now hes sponsored by lex, get that man a goddamn new suit already please. anyways. 6/10.. like i said i like many elements from it but its still.. kinda ugly all together and depends A LOT on the artist.

three jokers

im torn on this one.. i think its a bit boring.. i dont rlly like the top part, it reminds me SOO much of that one tt issue where he beat the fuck out of tim while wearing a robin costume like i understad the implications of him wearing a costume thats similar to the robin blouse but im not a big fan.. also i prefer the brown leather jacket. its like not his worst costume by far but not the best.. like pretty basic? i would say 6/10

NOW SOME AUS.

tiny titans & lil gotham

okay these two are like. pretty much the canon versions of robin and red hood HOWEVER they both have details that are different from the original version and DESERVE a mention. the curls on robin jason and jasons red gloves/belt are ICONIC. whoever designed them knew what they were about, so 10/10 best bapy jason.

arkham knight

does the person who designed this know how much theyve done for the lgbt community? i hope they do. i love.. a lot about this costume. i love the ears, i love how techno it is, i love the layers to it.. im.. not a big fan of the whole military thingy but i have to admit that applying it to the design itself is kind of neat.. i love the colors too and how.. practical it is while being. well. kinda dramatic? the whole bat aesthetic.. yeah. i love it. 9/10

arkham red hood

this one.. when u think about it the outlaw version is VEEERY similar to this one: the pants, the hood, the jacket eve. however i like this helmet so much more, i have a weakness for eyeless (??) helmets.. i like the little details of it as well, i remember that pic going around of it being held together with like. fuckign stitches and bandaids. legendary. i love this look, i would say 9+/10

injustice 2 jason

okay gonna go ahead and say it: not a big fan of the helmet. it looks like.. a bug? the lenses do not spark joy. this bitch has many styles and like toners etc and i will no rate them all. i think its a pretty basic design, not the best but not the worst either. like if it was an exam i would make them pass but make faces at what im reading like eeehhhgh. 7/10.

hag jason

middle one is like literally, on the outside and superficial level, just. his usual costume. the jacket and the grey kevlar and the bat. now the gloves are sexy as hell.. and in the whit ebackground one u can appreciate the under costume better and i really like it?? i just.. like the design. I HATE HOWEVER the bat helmet. WHY IS IT HOLLOW?? BITCH HELLO?? AND THE BATMAN SYMBOL DOES NOT MAKE SENSE! and i like things making sense!!!. we will not talk about jason in this book. like.. 8/10. maybe 9 if im feeling it.

hag jason 2: the hagger and the furious

hes just.. a little old man.. he cannot change this.. i like this design. i like seeing jason grow old. wish it wasnt in this context. my father rlly. 8/10

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am i forgetting any jays.. i wont do all animated robins because they all look the same and the one that doesnt i do not like. SO HERES my thoughts..

#Anon #jason todd #jason.txt #THIS has been my weekly jason rant. come back next week for more

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