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cryscendo · 6 months
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@giftober 2023 | day 12: cozy
↳ glee (2009-2015) | kurt hummel and blaine anderson in “baby, it’s cold outside”
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gleesongtournament · 10 months
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Glee Song Tournament Round 2
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hi silly!!! if theres still spots left i’m thinking first snow with tatsumi :3
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First Snow
w/ Tatsumi Kazehaya x GN! Reader
alright the first one! im gonna start using honorifics in my stuff actually its pretty cute
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Warnings: Mentions of Obbligato, and Tatsumi's chronic pain otherwise none!
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For many, winter is a season of childlike glee, playfulness, and festivities. What with the constantly playing Christmas music, striking decorations littering the street, and the infectious cheerfulness spreading in the air. But at the same time, it could be as easily interpreted as a time for introspection and profound melancholy. With winter comes the end of the year, the culmination of everything one can experience coming to an end.
Winter was especially hard towards a certain Tatsumi Kazehaya, the biting cold being a bitter reminder of his wrongdoings. It was always around this time of the year that Tatsumi could feel the recurring pain on his leg at its worst, reminding him of the things he did in a certain winter prior.
He’s already grown past hating himself for what happened back then, in spite of that; he still can’t help but let his thoughts linger to that time in the past, wondering what he could have done differently. It didn’t help that he found himself alone more often than not as more of his fellow idols were starting to take breaks in order to prepare for their own personal things around this time of the year.
Though there was something different this year, seeing as he didn’t have to spend it in a hospital room all by his lonesome. Right now, he had wonderful people he could call his comrades, and even started patching things up with an old friend. But of course, what really made this year easier for him, was that you were there by his side.
Tatsumi was a man that treated his peers with respect and admiration, but when it came to you, he always seemed to unconsciously put you on a pedestal. He couldn’t place his finger on it at the time, as if his heart knew that you were going to be someone special to him the moment the two of you met.
He instinctively knew that you were different from the others. As much as he loves and appreciates his fellow idols, he can see that they always keep him at arm's length either due to his seniority or his more introverted nature. You, however, treated him as if he was just another guy.
This kind of behavior would usually be seen as quite disrespectful, but for Tatsumi, it was a total breath of fresh air. You didn't hold him to any overly high expectations, nor did you make him feel like he had to be more formal and reserved whenever you two were together. For treating him normally, he actually felt special for the first time in his life.
You didn't see him as the experienced solo idol that he once was, but as Tatsumi Kazehaya. Of course, you still held the basic ounces of respect for his talent and abilities, but never did you make him feel like he wasn't just another normal idol.
With that, it was no surprise that the two of you would become quick friends, the two of you displaying behavior akin to childhood friends who've been through thick and thin together even though you two had only met recently.
Tatsumi couldn't help but admire that part about you, how you seemed to just see things as they were without prejudice or discrimination. He knows that he should be happy that people see him as an amazing idol, but he honestly doesn't think of himself as someone worth that much regard. It's a very complicated feeling, but he's grateful that you can understand where he's coming from at the very least.
Before he knew it, the feelings of admiration he held for you blossomed into a deeper, more intense feeling. Whenever he was with you, he felt like he was truly at a place where he belonged. You never tried to make him be someone he was not, and never denied his complex emotions.
Truthfully, Tatsumi wanted to tell you how he felt, but there was still so much about him that you didn't know about. Things about his past that he was afraid to tell you. Though you were incredibly open-minded and kind, Tatsumi still couldn't quite bury the feelings of doubt lingering in his mind.
"Hey, Tatsumi-san? Are you okay?" Your words brought him out of his thoughts, Tatsumi himself surprised at how much complicated stuff he was thinking about. Though it was common for the two of you to just hang out in silence and enjoy each other's company, it seemed that Tatsumi was more out of it than he realized seeing as you had to call his attention.
"Ah, I'm fine, thank you. I was just thinking about some things." Tatsumi replied in that serene and calm tone he always has, adding a little chuckle to try and lighten the mood. "Times like this just make it easy to reminisce about all sorts of things, don't you agree?"
You pondered his words for a while, and Tatsumi couldn't help but find that expression of yours slightly cute. "Yeah, I totally get that. Since the year's about to end all, you just can't help but think about stuff that happened in the past." You gave him a soft smile and Tatsumi couldn't help but appreciate how you didn't immediately press him on what he was thinking about earlier.
"Indeed. I've experienced many new things and met a lot of amazing people. I'm very grateful to God that I was able to meet you, especially."
"Ahaha... When a serious person like Tatsumi-san says something like that, I can't help but get a bit flustered." You sheepishly replied, scratching the back of your head as the faintest hues of red shaded the tips of your ears. "I'm also really happy to have met you, Tatsumi-san."
Your straightforward honesty feels like an arrow straight to his heart, not to mention just the absolutely adorable expression you had on. "It's getting a bit cold, isn't it, (Y/N)-san? Shall we head back in?" He pointed towards the ES building, seeing as the two of you were just staying out in a public bench.
"Oh, sur-" You cut yourself off when you suddenly tilted your head upwards, being surprised at the first few instances of snow piling on top of your head. "Uwah... It's snowing, Tatsumi-san!" You said, grabbing as much as you could with your gloved hand before presenting it to the man in question.
When you beam at him like that, Tatsumi feels like he doesn't want you to be just another one of his friends. He wants to make you feel as comfortable and at ease as you make him. He wants to tell you all about his past because he just knows that if anyone would understand him, it'd be you.
He wants you to know him for everything that he was, all his good along with the bad. Knowing you, you'd probably scold him for his actions in the past, but ultimately sympathize and understand his actions. "Hey, (Y/N)-san."
You raised an eyebrow at his sudden serious tone, placing down the snow you were playing with on the ground. "If I told you that I wasn't a good person in the past, how would you react?" Part of Tatsumi wants to beat himself up for being so bold, but another part of him remains steadfast, knowing that he can't admit his feelings for you without this part first.
"Well, the Tatsumi-san right in front of me is a good person, isn't he? That just means he understood what he did wrong and is repenting in his own ways." Tatsumi's eyes went wide when you suddenly started patting him in the head, seeing as this kind of interaction was something that would never happen to him normally.
"You're the person you are today because of everything you experienced in the past, no? So even if you were bad before, you learned your lesson. That makes Tatsumi-san a very good boy!"
Geez, Tatsumi really couldn't win against you, could he? When you're this accepting of him, he can't help but fall even deeper for you than he already has. "Thank you for that, (Y/N)." His eyes were locked onto yours, and he felt like he could lose himself in them if he wasn't focused right now.
Tatsumi inched closer towards you, resting his forehead against yours and closing his eyes, trying his best to ignore the shocked yelp you let out. One day, he'll tell you the entire story, but for now, he hopes that this is enough.
"I love you."
Tatsumi removes his head from yours, slowly opening his eyes to see your smiling face, the snow falling around you framing you like some sort of angel. Winter is usually the saddest time of the year, seeing as it signals the end. But only through something ending does the chance of something new begins.
"I love you too, Tatsumi."
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The very first one in our christmas countdown! i hope you all are having a good month so far, and i hope you look forward to the ones coming up!
Likes and Reblogs greatly appreciated!
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thelittleautisticgirl · 4 months
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Question tiiiime!
Mare, favorite color?
Phantom, favorite thing about making deals and stealing souls?
Sharper, most bizarre thing you’ve witnessed?
Skelly, if Halloween wasn’t a thing, would you even exist or would you be another holiday? If so, what holiday?
Mare: my favourite colour would have to be the indigo purple type thing?- like the purple heart emoji but more blue and the tiniest bit darker (💜 )
Phantom: having a basic level of control over that person, watching as the being forgets to read the fine print, its a struggle to keep the glee off my face but very few read the T&C's. I also really like writing up the contracts, there are rules in place that there cant be invisible ink and everything must be clearly stated in a legible font and size, so it takes people a while to read through them and most dont bother too, a lot of the "signing" requirements you see in the MV are actually just creative liberty, i really only need your name and thats about it- allergies are more a curtesy to allow the one selling their soul to not be poisoned accidentally~
Sharper: i can't actually the *the* most bizarre thing because it was something to do with Mare that he doesnt remember- but i will say that watching Skelly or Natpai age slide and change their physical form based on their age is freaky- also for Skelly and Natpai, skills they learn, they have access too at any age, Bones taught Skelly how to drive when he was 16 one time and now he can drive when hes regressed to age 7 (we have at least one adult with him at all times and only in private and safe places)
Skelly: im currently 15 btw- so- idk if i wouldnt exist, but if i was gonna be another holiday, i think I'd be an emo take on maybe Easter?- it seems the most fun out of the others but ive never seen an emo/alt/scene take on it-(Lyxie, our tulpamancer, doesnt know much about other holidays outside of Christmas, Halloween and Easter so i apologise for them)
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biggie-chcese · 4 months
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Oooo the positive fandom questions sound fun how about 1, 8, 11 and 13?
list 3 positive things about your current fandom(s)
i did just answer this same question here, but i think ill challenge myself to list 3 new things.
the sheer amount of toxic yaoi and toxic yuri appreciation in the rain code fandom. yall are so fucking real for this
the tgaa fandom's uncanny ability to bring out the most banger character analyses. just, genuinely amazing. whether it's character study fanfiction or essays written out on tumblr, i eat it up because so many are legitimately compelling. this is especially a shoutout to @hikari-kaitou's many posts about translation differences and general analysis that really changed my perspective on some characters, as well as one of my favorites- this novel length kazuma analysis. these things live rent free in my head and i always admire people who are able to articulate so many complex thoughts around stories and characters like this
i've gained some really amazing friends through both of these fandoms. just, people i genuinely enjoy talking to and that in turn makes me enjoy the source material even more
8. you hope more people will come to appreciate ___ (a ship, a trope, an episode, etc)
found family where the roles are really nebulous. don't get me wrong, if people enjoy the classic "these are the parents and these are all the siblings they adopted" that's fine and dandy enjoy your media however you want! i even enjoy it often enough and think it's cute
but. on the rare occasion i see it depicted in a way that's hard to label, it makes me so extremely excited and filled with glee. i'm sorry im gonna ramble for a moment
so for example, yakou and yuma. as much as i also enjoy the yakou fathero headcanon, i've gone insane over the one or two times i've seen them depicted closer to canon's explicit dynamic of "shitty boss and intern who are also roommates and mentor/mentee, except who is the mentor and who is the mentee changes at the drop of a hat and they BOTH fucking suck at it!!! yakou is yuma's savior, and yuma is (unintentionally) yakou's nuclear hazard level threat. the game very subtly implies that these two go out for drinks together, and yuma "millions in debt" kokohead still has to pay often enough for him to be surprised at the idea of yakou offering to do so. yuma respects yakou greatly, but of the NDA, yuma is snippiest with yakou and quickest to call the man out on his bullshit. it takes more time for him to act this way with shinigami than his own fucking boss. there are more things i could say, but they're spoilers so dont worry about it.
yakou is almost the arataka reigen to yuma's mob, but i can't even confidently make that comparison because they feel more equal than that. they feel more casual than that. i struggle to put a label to it and that's what i love about them. i would love to see more of this in general, for both fandoms i'm in, because it's fun as hell whenever i do see it
11. if you're a writer or artist, what fic or piece of art are you proud of making?
you know what, i'm pretty proud of my latest art, because i've finally drawn a background i dont mind looking at! ^w^
13. your favorite type of fandom event (gift exchange, ship week, secret santa, prompt meme, etc)
gotta say ship week, since it's the only one of these listed that i've actively participated in. prompt memes and gift exchanges are amazing too! i think i'd wanna get in on those someday. i dont celebrate christmas so secret santa's out of the cards for me. it'd be cool to see more similar events that aren't themed around holidays.
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babygorewhore · 8 months
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Hey idk if you're still doing the 'tell me about yourself and I'll ship you with an evan thing' so ignore this if you don't wanna do any more but ty if you do!
I'm non binary, I use all pronouns in my every day life cause I'm from a non-English speaking country, but I prefer they/them the most, im queer sexuality wise, i want top surgery more than anything else rn, I'm currently OBSESSED with across the spiderverse, I love video games, nostalgic shit (I just got a DVD of the first few episodes of a childhood show of mine lol), manga, comics, fashion designing (hoping to make it a career!), lego, makeup, plushies and musicals! (So you like show tunes, doesn't mean you're gay, it just means you're awful. I watched all seasons of glee... I hate myself. /j) Oh and cats. I love cats. Specifically hairless ones and cheetahs. (THEY COUNT IDC).
I have short (pixie cut) super dark brown hair that I usually dye blonde or other colors, I have greenish-brownish eyes, and no piercings cause I'm a wimp and to add to the wimpiness I am 5'3 (most of my friends are taller than me I am in HELL). I like to dress in all sorts of clothing, androgynous, masculine, feminine, y2k, goth, pastel. When I'm in fem clothing I either dress in like an elegant goth, cute pastel stuff with mostly green, pink or orange, but whatever I wear the earrings always have to be Giant. In my every day life though most of my clothing is fun T shirts, long sweat pants or shorts and a hoodie. Oh and sandels. Lots and lots of sandels. I love winter because I get to wear all my favorite hoodies, and get to snuggle up in my bed eating soup while watching some dumb Christmas movie no one wanted to see but Netflix made cause money.
I have ADHD and generalized anxiety disorder and currently trying to figure out with my psychiatrist what else I have. I'm a very sensitive person but I usually mask so if I'm hurt I will not show it, but I'm also very petty and spiteful? I don't act on it though. I'm a morning eagle AND a night owl, I'm just a ball of chaotic energy that doesn't die, I AM HELLFIRE INCARNET! BOW BEFORE- coffee? We dont know her. I try to be funny? My friends think I'm funny but idk. You tell me.
Again tysm if you do this and have a nice day!
FUCK YEAH I AM BABY.
OKAY!!!!! SO I TOTALLY SHIP YOU WITH KYLE SPENCER!
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Okay bet. So Kyle here would absolutely love your interests and he would absolutely LOVE MUSICALS. I feel like people wouldn’t think so because he’s a frat boy but he totally would.
He would be really supportive in your expression of style and he would love having a non binary partner! I feel like he’s extremely accepting.
He would have such respect for you for sticking to your authentic style and oml…HE WOULD LET YOU BORROW HIS HOODIES!!!! He would love how they hang on you he would find it so cute!!!
He would love to see you design for your fashion and even give you a little fashion show of all his fits! I feel like he also has a lot of energy that he’s dying to show. He would love to stay up late for you so much.
And he’s very sweet so since you’re a sensitive person, he would be very protective of you and give you lots of kisses if you unmasked! WE LOVE OUR BLONDE ANGEL BABY KYLE!!!
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roszabell · 1 year
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Tag Game To Better Know You! Send this to people you’d like to know better!
tagged by @doomspiral ty love
What book are you currently reading?
Graywaren and Six of Crows are first on the roster for over Christmas break. fingers crossed i’m not illiterate now cause it’s been awhile.
What’s your favorite movie you saw in theaters this year?
Bad Guys! It was so cute!! 10/10.
What do you usually wear?
Browns, navy blues, and lots of pastels. 90% of the time it’s jeans and a tiny shirt + button up, or a sweater. Plus gold and amethyst jewelry.
How tall are you?
5’3
What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event?
Pisces!! Lots actually. Ranging from Constantine (yeah that one), to John Steinbeck, to the beloved Josh Groban.
Do you go by your name or a nickname?
I go by my name, which is technically a nickname itself, but I’ve always wished I was actually named the full version. It’s prettier imo.
Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child?
Currently in the process, full steam ahead :3
Are you in a relationship? If not, who is your crush if you have one?
No :’) I had a big crush but a week ago i found out she has a girlfriend. Common L.
What’s something you’re good at vs. something you’re bad at?
I’m good at being aware of my emotions and talking about them. I’m bad at telling time.
Dogs or cats?
Dogs
If you draw/write, or create in any way, what’s your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year?
Toss-up between the lietcan honeymoon piece, this outfit meme with gil, and tbh my ruscan playlist. very proud of it.
What’s something you would like to create content for?
I rly wish I would create Glee content, but I just don’t have enough fixation on it so it gets pushed to the end of the queue.
What’s something you’re currently obsessed with?
Hyperfixation aside, rewatching all my favorite old movies from my childhood. What’s up doc, Singing in the rain, Roman holiday, My fair lady, Pollyanna, Chitty chitty bang bang, etc. Later on The sure thing and Crazy moon (11/10s please fucking watch these.) My dad raised me with good taste 😌
What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year?
Thanksgiving break, I was a “victorian child on their literal deathbed” brand of ill.
What’s a hidden talent of yours?
Not so hidden but I play the flute, going on 9 years. More unexpected? I’m really fucken good at maths, just comes naturally.
Are you religious?
Yes for sure, but God and I are kinda “on a break” at the moment.
What’s something you wish to have at this moment?
One of those tiny electric erasers they use for drafting detailing?? I’m pushing thru my drawing final and that would be so useful rn :’)
IM TAGGING. @pendragonsgallery @ashafox @maplebier @samrut @compass-still-spinning
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ness-plays-wizards · 1 year
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Alfonse Route Happy Ending/Chapter 15 (11-15)
Last week on the Alfonse Route, Alfonse and Shithead talked like normal people, no mention of Shithead’s morally reprehensible lack of action was made, Liz and Alfonse are engaged now?? They start to talk about Hugo’s deal. And that’s what you missed on 
GLEE
So instead of wondering what Hugo’s motivations were, Liz and Alfonse instead wonder how he knew they would guess Shithead’s passwords. Because that’s clearly the most important part of that interaction. THEN Alfonse asks the important question.
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Questions I’m sure won’t be answered for another 6 routes or so. Idk.
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Oh I KNOW we’re gonna run into him again, because he’s one of the fucking love interests and IM going to have to review his route.
So Liz and Alfonse go to his lab, which is apparently closing because he only made it to research zombie disease. Alfonse says he’s moving back to his Forgotten City clinic, and I keep forgetting that the Forgotten City is just the unkept alleyway in Gedonelune town and not the flooded city from last season. Alfonse and Liz reminisce about times in the lab, then about the close call with the elixir seed for the 100th time.
The topic shifts to Elias and we find out he stabbed us in the back by telling Alfonse all the embarrassing Phase 1 stories about Liz’s failures. Not cool man! Don’t you know the rules about cringe in friendships? You bury that shit. But Alfonse thinks the cringe is endearing so ig its fine.
Alfonse talks about how he should have been clearer with his intentions to Shithead and Elias because family members can’t read your mind. Very true. He credits Liz with inspiring him toward this realization, because what is an otome dating route without the female character fixing the male character’s life? This example is less egregious though so I’ll let it slide.
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WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? OH MY GOD. I CANT REMEMBER WHAT THIS IS. NO ONE HAS REMINDED ME IN THE ROUTE. IM SO FUCKING CONFUSED.
Liz does not think she has the Fortune of Magic and posits that all the things that Alfonse is claiming is because of the Fortune of Magic was just coincidences.
Liz and Alfonse go to the harbor where they had that one romantic moment and also that one high-stakes confrontation with a ostentatiously dressed dude from another dimension, and for some reason there’s sparkles everywhere.
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Liz asks Alfonse when he started having feelings for her. Alfonse tells her he saw her as a little sister at first (SERIOUSLY STOP DOING THAT ITS WEIRD AND PSEUDOINCESTUOUS) but the feelings changed to romantic after he saw her pass the prefect trials and problem solve the hell out of the last few routes. Alfonse asks Liz the same question, and she gives.. pretty much the same answer, honestly.
And that’s all for this week. Next week, we air the final post of the Alfonse Route. Fittingly, on the last Wednesday of the year. Rachel Bloom was right, life doesn’t make narrative sense, except when it does, or smth.
Merry almost Christmas y’all, and Happy Holidays!
(Queued for: December 21)
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michellemondares · 1 month
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Memoir
Ma. Michelle Mae Mondares
12-Bookkeeping
April 14, 2006
I was born in April 14, 2006 and my mother named me Maria Michelle Mae Mondares.
When I was a month old, I got sick and my whole skin turns to red. My mother was just crying while holding me because she couldn’t afford to bring me in the hospital due to lack of money. When my grandfather and grandmother arrived at home they saw my mother crying while holding me, they ask what happened and my mother said that I am sick. They look at me with pity in their eyes and they rushed me to the hospital. The doctor said that, thankfully that I was rushed in hospital or else I would die that time because my body wont hold it. I was so thankful back then because through the years I am still alive and thats because god is good. Later on, at my age of 5 to 7 I really love to play sisira ang bulalak-bubukas ang bubulak it is commonly known in philippine as children play. I used to wear colorful dress when I was a kid and I really like to wear high heels because it makes me feel like an adult. I love playing outside of our house in mandaue city and I have a lot of friends in mandaue city, named deo, grace, maxine, love, jessa, and many more. My favorite food back then was fried chicken and I really love to dip it in the ketchup. One day when my grandmonther sell an ice candy I thought that it was for free because im just a kid back then, I called many kids around our neighborhood and gave it to them one by one. I was scolded and I cried because I was clueless and I just want to have many friends back then, but if I think of it right now its kinda funny. One day my father died due to heart attack and I cried so hard because I couldn’t afford to accept right away and in 2017 we moved to lapu-lapu city, I met new people and new friends. In 2018, I started online business on facebook. I sell clothes online and I have many customers and I earned a lot of money around 7,000pesos and I used that money for my school supplies and other personal stuff. In 2019 I graduated in junior high and in 2022 a typhoon occurred again and it hits very hard in Lapu- Lapu city. The typhone called “bagyong odette” that time I cried for mercy because the typhoon that we didnt expect that the typhoon will be so strong. All humanities in Lapu-Lapu city was affected and we lost electricity, some of people lost homes. Every night we used candles for light and a diy fan, I used to go out at night and just staring at the moon because if the night came the road is dark. We suffered at least 2-3months because of “Bagyong odette” we used to go in a lanueva or unitop to use their generator to charge our phones and flashlights. That time it is hard to use cellphones because there is no signal and there’s no electricity, so what I did I read books, paint and play with my sister and cousins. The typhoon occurred when christmas is coming, during christmas all people didnt celebrate I didnt see fireworks. I realized that in december 25, 2022, 98% of people was sad because they lost homes and cant eat properly. After 2-3 months, the electricity came back and we we’re so happy. We start to get back on our feet and start cleaning in our house and I helped my grandmother to clean our house. I learned many lessons when bagyong odette occured because if bagyong odette didn’t occurred we will always focus on our cellphone and we cannot notice what is in our environment, we will not learn how to have a quality time with our families. Bagyong odette thought me that having quality time with your family is the best part of our lives. Right now im currently studying in Asian Learning center, I joined a choir in the school called “glee club” and I practiced singing and playing piano but sadly I quit in the choir because of some reason. But through that I met my new bandmates but we dont have band name for now, I am happy with them and I enjoy every moment if were together. In 2024 I joined a singing contest in our school called “ALCI Global Idol”, I won 1st placer. Also I met a boy, he is so handsome and smarter than me. He asked me if its okay to court me and I said yes! I felt butterflies in my stomach that I haven't experienced in years. Right now Im living the best.
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hippohead · 3 years
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what did Blaine think baby it's cold outside was??? What did he think was happening!?!?@??@ i feel insane right now like. was he just like oh yes . this is normal. this is how platonic best friends sing songs to each other. help ???????
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jiilys · 2 years
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fireworks inside
it returns! / also on ao3
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Lily Evans created the james’ surprise don’t spill the beans 
Lily Evans added Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Marlene McKinnon
Lily Evans: planning a surprise party for potter’s 22nd to make up for the shitshow 21st
Marlene McKinnon: what kind of bar even has an aquarium
Sirius Black: it should be fish themed to honour the fallen
Peter Pettigrew: fish costume party??
Lily Evans: cant believe how quickly this was derailed
Lily Evans: there will be no mention of the Aquarium Incident at james party
Sirius Black changed the group name to fish wake/birthday
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James Potter to Lily Evans: i have made a supreme dinner come home immediately
James Potter: melted cheese on the stove and am dipping things in it
James Potter: currently drinking cheese through a straw this is dining
Lily Evans: on train now and have fancy bread save some cheese
James Potter: would commit several crimes for you and fancy bread
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James Potter to cast of glee: lets just be lowkey for my birthday this year
Sirius Black: you mean u dont want to kill a bunch of fish by moonwalking into a fishtank again
Remus Lupin: big talk from someone who threw up in the chips bowl during speeches
Peter Pettigrew: actually that was me remus
Sirius Black: yeah at jims 21st i was with evans climbing up a traffic light to put up the birthday banner and getting yelled at by cops. keep up moony
Marlene McKinnon: lupin how could you forget black doing his speech while all those sirens were going 
Remus Lupin: mixed it up with my twentieth when sirius did his toast from the back of a cop car
James Potter: for my birthday sirius isn’t allowed to get arrested
Sirius Black: always limiting me
James Potter: at least not without me
Sirius Black: thats more reasonable
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Marlene McKinnon to James Potter: what do you want for ur birthday
James Potter: you to stop bringing up that time i had my car stolen while i was sleeping in the back seat
Marlene McKinnon: request denied you’re getting a book voucher 
Sirius Black to Lily Evans: he still has no idea abt the party he’s talking to moony abt how he wants to rent out a cinema and watch mission impossible 4 again
Sirius Black: idiot
Sirius Black: ok hes kind of selling me maybe we should cancel
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Remus Lupin to fish wake birthday: should gina get a plus one her boyfriends awful 
Lily Evans: yeah she probably should
Sirius Lupin: no
Remus Lupin: ?
Lily Evans: sirius tell me you did not sleep with our cool landlord
Sirius Black: no not yet
Sirius Black: have slept with the boyfriend however
Remus Lupin: christ you’ve got no taste
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Lily Evans to Marlene McKinnon: our neighbour just texted to ask if she could bring joseph gordon levitt
Marlene McKinnon: ??
Lily Evans: it’s the name of her dog
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Sirius Black to James Potter: what do you want for ur birthday
James Potter: new toaster
Sirius Black: very selfish i would’ve said world peace
James Potter: saving that for christmas
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Sirius Black to Peter Pettigrew: does ur staff room have a toaster
Peter Pettigrew: yeah
Peter Pettigrew: why?
Sirius Black:  no reason
Sirius Black: im coming to visit today btw
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Lily Evans to fish wake/birthday: thoughts on inviting a clown
Remus Lupin: sirius is already coming
Lily Evans: he might need a friend
Sirius Black: at this rate i really might
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James Potter to Lily Evans: someone on this bus is wearing your perfume
Lily Evans: how rude of them
James Potter: will set off a flea bomb and overpower it don’t worry
Lily Evans: wait its a FLEA wearing my perfume??
Lily Evans: what great taste he has
James Potter: shocking joke
James Potter: leaving you
Lily Evans: fleaing, if you will
James Potter: god i walked right into that
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Sirius Black created the group operation aquatic 
Sirius Black added Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Marlene McKinnon
Sirius Black to operation aquatic: so obviously we need to get a fish tank for jimmy boys party
Marlene McKinnon: i was just going to give peter a £10 to jump out in a fish costume when he walks in
Peter Pettigrew: im in
Sirius Black: brilliant idea mckinnon theres no reason we can’t do both
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James Potter to rodeo rodeo where for art thou rodeo: whats everyone doing this weekend
Lily Evans: working babe x
Remus Lupin: dinner with my mum
Peter Pettigrew: midnight mass
Marlene McKinnon: tax fraud  
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James Potter to Sirius Black: seeing as no one else seems to care tell me you can get a drink for my birthday on friday
Sirius Black: i think i can make myself available
James Potter: thank god i don’t know what everyone elses deal is
James Potter: i mean midnight mass?? pete thought it was called boxing day bc that was the day they ‘packed up jesus’ body’?? since when does he go to church
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Sirius Black to Remus Lupin: do you know if there is any way to request a ute on uber 
Remus Lupin: explain
Sirius Black: the fish tank i bought wont fit in the backseat
Remus Lupin: ive already rented one for jims bday it comes with fish and everything
Sirius Black: rent
Sirius Black: you can rent these
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Lily Evans to fish wake/birthday: emergency emergency we don’t have a good disco ball
Marlene McKinnon: doesn’t gina’s shitty bf have one
Lily Evans: sirius you are being called into battle
Sirius Black: i have to meet james??
Lily Evans: remus you are being called into battle
Remus Lupin: you are fucking kidding
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Sirius Black to fish wake/birthday: at bar with potter we are go people
Sirius Black: how was cole’s moony
Remus Lupin: i hate you   
Marlene McKinnon: his name is cole? good god
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Sirius Black to Lily Evans: he literally wont let me call an uber i hate him
Sirius Black to Lily Evans: he keeps trying buy gum oh my god
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James Potter to Lily Evans: hey im picking up gum you need anything?
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Sirus Black to Lily Evans: evans im going to fucking kill your boyfriend
Lily Evans: can u just get here we’re all standing in the dark and i cant see the cheeseboard anymore
Sirius Black: CHEESEBOARD
Sirius Black: omw
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Lily Evans: you on ur way home?
James Potter: sirius just dragged me out of the asda by my pants so i dfguess??
James Potter: i left my gum on the counter this sucks
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Lily Evans to fish wake/birthday: who stood on my foot
Peter Pettigrew: sorry!!
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Sirius Black to fish wake/birthday: outside
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 Lily Evans sent a video to Sirius Black: look at his dumb face
Sirius Black: brilliant
Sirius Black: you did good evans
Lily Evans: wouldnt have worked without you, like most things
Lily Evans: also how did you lot get two fish tanks in here without me noticing!!!
Lily Evans: also why does one just have a photo of pete in a fish costume in it
Sirius Black: long story but fish cost extra  
Sirius Black: also somehow even empty fishtanks are non refundable??
Sirius Black: where are you ive barely seen you
Lily Evans: by the washing line come be on my beer pong team
Sirius Black: my time to shine
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Marlene McKinnon added James Potter to fish wake/birthday
Marlene McKinnon: happy birthday potter
James Potter: holy shit
James Potter: sorry for the sincerity but i don’t care its sickening how much i love you lot
James Potter: im the luckiest person i’ll ever met i like you all so much its stupid
James Potter: also ill try to keep the fish alive seeing as theyre rented moony
Remus Lupin: cheers prongs love you immeasurably
Peter Pettigrew: just stopped millie and eva from pouring their wine in the tank
Marlene McKinnon: remus cole just asked where you were
Remus Lupin: christ lie and say the loos
Remus Lupin: SIRIUS I CAN HEAR YOU GIVING HIM MY NUMBER
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Chapter One: There's just something about those Riddle murders that doesn't quite make sense... Wordcount: 2.3k Content warning: language, allusions to bigotry.
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Name: MORFIN GORMLAITH GAUNT
Age: 46
Wand: fir, 10 ¾ inches, dragon heartstring
Residence: Gaunt Estate, Little Hangleton, Yorkshire
Marital status: -
Offense charge: three counts of murder in the primary degree
Date of charged offense: 1st July, 1943
Offense Detail: prisoner entered the residence of the Riddle family (Muggle, IM-00) and inflicting the Killing Curse (UC-001-1717) upon the three members of the Riddle family present; Thomas Riddle (63), Mary Riddle (60), and their son Tom Riddle (37). Use of the Killing Curse has been confirmed by Prior Incantato (see report DMLE-619-1951-BLE, SA: Robert Odgen).
Date of Testimony: 3rd July, 1943
Prisoner plea: guilty
Sentence: Azkaban, 360 years
Date of Sentence: 3rd July, 1943
You frown.
It’s very late, the candle your desk is barely a stub, the little flame hovering nervously on the surface of a broad pool of wax, and you’ve been copying over these stupid reports to the new, tamper-proof parchment forms for seven hours now – but something is extremely odd about these dates.
“McCollin,” you say slowly. “Did you work this case?”
“Hmm?” McCollin doesn’t look up at the desk beside you, head resting heavily on one hand and his spine curled into a perfect and truly concerning C-shape over his own stack of files. He looks close to passing out right there and then, salt-and-pepper hair a little greasy, scruffy five o’clock shadow, eyes bleary and shadowed.
“Gaunt,” you read, “1943. You were working with Odgen then, right?”
He snorts. “Yeah, I remember that nutter.”
“What happened?”
“Guy was from one of those ancient pure-blooded clans, you know, one of the real fanatical ones, inbreeding and liquidated assets and all,” McCollin yawns, dragging his hand down his face and smearing ink across his whiskered cheek. “Hated Muggles like nobody’s business."
“Yeah he killed three Muggles, right?” you peer at the report.
McCollin nods at the form he's copying. “Went off the deep end one day. Walked right up to their house and murdered ‘em. When they brought him in he was ranting and raving about how they’d had it coming for years.”
“He was arrested, charged, and sentenced within three days,” you say slowly.
He finally looks up at you. “So?”
“That’s the fasted processing I’ve ever seen.”
“The guy admitted to it, kiddo,” McCollin says in deadpan, “he had snakes nailed to his door and his family tree was basically a Christmas wreath.”
“Yeah, but… what made he snap?”
He laughs again, shaking his head despondently as he returns to his form. “You got a lot to learn.”
His tone wants to be fond but it just strikes you as patronising, especially considering the amount of times people have said that exact same stupid line to you. It’s like half the bloody department think being Muggle-born makes you incapable of understanding the subtle and unique intricacies of wizarding culture – as if bigotry and supremacists and assholes are exclusive to the magical world. “What?” you say a little too defensively.
“Families like that… guys like that… they’re not right in the head. Hate Muggles just to hate ‘em, reckon they’re all that’s wrong with the world. Honestly it’s a miracle he didn’t do it sooner.”
You look back down at the report, suspicions anything but assuaged. “Yeah,” you say quietly, “it is.”
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“Did you ever watch Gaunt’s testimony?”
“You’re still going on about that?” McCollin drawls, heaving the towering box of finished files up a bit as he heads for the lifts.
“I looked him up in Records and the memory’s only available with supervisor permission,” you push, following him quickly. “If you signed me off then I could get Owler to –”
He slams the button and stares at the little golden arrow above the elevator grate slowly sliding towards the basement floor. “And why in Merlin’s name do you want to watch the Gaunt trial?”
You slip your hands into the pockets of your purple Ministry robes. “I’m interested.”
“Interested,” he echoes, shooting you a look. “Is that so?”
“He was processed in three days, McCollin. If it was that obvious he was guilty, it must have been one hell of a trial.”
“It was,” he scoffs as the lift dings and the grate grinds to a noisy open. “Fine, but only if you finish Johan’s quota by five.”
The triumph is impossible to keep off your face and McCollin rolls his eyes at your immediate glee. “I’m on it,” you grin, spinning around and racing back to your desk to get started.
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“Merlin’s beard,” McCollin mutters, shaking his head at the stack of completed transcripts. “I gotta hold stuff over your head more often.”
“Just sign the slip, McCollin,” you smirk.
He sighs and grabs the quill from your hand, and you hold your breath as he scribbles his initials on the slip. “You’re obsessed,” he drawls.
You seize the slip and round on the lift, heart racing with excitement. “I’m interested.”
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The trial is absolutely insane.
Morfin Gaunt looks like a Witch Weekly cartoon caricature of a fanatical blood-purist and he rambles in a manic-edged, ceaseless torrent about how much he enjoyed murdering the Riddles as the Wizengamot mutters and blithers disapprovingly for about three hours – but something catches your attention right near the end. Something you can’t help but ask Owler about the second the memory ends and you’re thrown back into the Records Room.
“Who’s Merope?”
Owler’s sallow face looks about as thrilled at your question as he was at your request for the memory in the first place. “Merope Gaunt,” he says in a flat, nasally voice, waving his wand at the Pensieve and sending the memory swirling back into its phial.
“Merope Gaunt?”
Owler’s thin, anaemic lips downturn even more. “His sister.”
You stare at him. It is not at all what you’d expected. “And why did he call his sister a mud-soused, scumsucking slut?”
“Ask your supervisor.”
“He seemed to be saying he killed those people because of Merope, why on earth would his sister be why he –”
“I keep the records, I don’t conduct the investigations,” Owler interrupts with not inconsiderable disdain. “Now if you could please –”
“Did they bring Merope in for testimony?”
Owler gives your continuing presence a very dirty look. “No.”
“Why not?”
He pushes the door to the Records room open and stares at you.
You try to hold your ground but Owler is unrelenting, and you're forced to step past him with a curt sigh. “Right, well, good afternoon, Owler, thanks for –”
The door slams shut behind you.
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“Get what you wanted?” McCollin smirks as you collapse stony-faced into your chair.
“I forgot how impressively unpleasant it is to talk to Owler,” you mutter, resting your head in your hands. “Did you know about Merope?”
“Merope?”
“Yeah, Morfin’s sister.”
“Didn’t know he had one,” McCollin says disinterestedly.
“He was saying some stuff that made it sound like she’s why he killed those Muggles.”
“Uh huh.”
You lift your head, giving him an incredulous look. “He said she’s why he murdered three people, McCollin. How does that not interest you?”
McCollin throws down his quill and sighs sharply. “Look kiddo, the guy’s rotting in Azkaban, he admitted to the murders, they found the curses in his wand, and he had a memory of the whole thing. What exactly are you hoping to achieve here?”
You can barely believe it. “Why isn’t Merope Gaunt mentioned in any of his trial documents?” you say sharply.
“Either she wasn't relevant to the proceedings, or she's dead, or he made her up,” McCollin shrugs, “like I said, the guy went off the deep end.”
“But why doesn’t it say –”
“Just drop it,” he sighs impatiently, “you have work to do, and I won’t have you wasting clocked time on some case from nearly a decade ago.”
“Come on, McCollin, can’t you admit that it’s weird that –”
“I said drop it,” he says sharply, “don’t make me be the big mean supervisor here, you know I hate it.”
You glare at him. “Fine,” you say through gritted teeth.
It’s almost too easy to pull Morfin’s old file from where it’s still sitting in the refuse pile and subtly charm a copy of it that evening.
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Merope Gaunt, as far as you can tell, fucking vanished off the face of the earth in 1925.
There’s nothing, no addresses, no marriage or death notice, no registered Floo connections, no DRC calls for gnomes or doxies or even the odd kappa, not a single trace of her after Morfin and their father Marvolo had a stint in Azkaban for assaulting Bob Odgen back in the 20s.
It seems like the second they were locked up, she scarpered.
You sit back in the Archives Hall and let out a long breath, flipping the folder shut dejectedly. Morfin’s file is a thick wad of anti-Muggle hate crimes rivalled only by his father’s, and closer inspection had revealed that the Gaunt family estate sat a cool twenty minutes' walk from Riddle House where the murders had occurred. If Morfin had lived so close to some of the Muggles he hated so much, he’d been sitting on a clear motive for murder for years.
So why suddenly snap?
What had pushed him over the edge?
Why did he cite Merope in his deranged testimony?
Why talk about her in that way?
Where the hell did she go?
There are endless questions and zero answers. Plus, you kind of get the feeling that if McCollin saw you hunched in the Archives after-hours trying to find those answers, you’d get your pay docked.
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That night, you sit bolt upright in bed with a surge of electric realisation.
Mud-soused… scumsucker…
You’ve heard that language before. You’ve processed about four hundred case files of harassment with that language.
“Idiot,” you breathe, smacking your forehead and falling back onto your pillows with a thump. “Idiot, of course…”
Because that’s the way Pure-blood extremists talk about witches and wizards who've fallen in love with Muggles.
Suddenly, you have a pretty good idea where Merope might have disappeared to the moment her blood-obsessed brother and father were out of the picture, and a pretty good idea of where you might be able to look to find her. Because you’ve been looking in the wrong place.
You’ve been looking for her in the wizarding world.
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“I have the craziest news for you,” you grin, slamming a silver Sickle on the counter and taking your seat at the bar.
“You say that twice a month,” Mori grumbles, setting your drink down and sliding the coin into his huge, calloused hand.
“It’s true twice a month.”
“It’s true half as much as you think.”
“I found her.”
Mori’s dark brows raise. It makes his gruff face look slightly less intimidating. “The lady from that old case you're into?”
“Yeah,” you beam, seizing your drink and leaning forward. “Started going through marriage certificates, and –”
“You’re telling me that your big-shot Ministry intern arse has been working this thing for a month and you didn’t even check marriage certificates?”
“Not Muggle ones,” you smirk.
Mori takes a glass off the bar and starts to clean it as he peers at you. “Go on.”
“She married the same guy her brother murdered, Mori,” you breathe, glancing around to make sure none of the shady denizens of Moribund’s are listening – it’s not like the bar's regular patrons are so welcoming to your big-shot Ministry intern arse on the best of days considering you’re half-way down Knockturn Alley in the dead of night. “They fucking ran away together!”
“Well, that explains a lot,” Mori mutters.
“Exactly!”
“What are you going to do about it?”
You shrug, taking a sip of your drink and feeling supremely pleased with yourself.
“What, you spent that much time investigating this thing for no reason?”
“Nah,” you say quietly, lips still in a smile. “I have a feeling there’s more to it than this. I still have to find out what happened to her after they got married and her brother murdered his new in-laws.”
“And what’s this guy’s name again?”
You give him a dry look. “You know I can’t tell you names, Mori, I’m pushing the bounds of my contract telling you this much already.”
He shrugs his massive shoulders, casting a wary look around the dark bar. “If you’re looking for people who might know a thing or two about murderers and Muggle-haters, you’ve come to the right place.”
“I’m here to talk to you, Mori, not the murderers and Muggle-haters.”
“You’re here to drink cheap and rant to someone who won’t rat you out to your boss,” he growls.
You give him another grin. “Cheers to that.”
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You find Merope’s name in a record tome of an old church parish almost by accident. There’s barely any information there, just one name on a huge list of those buried in the pauper’s graveyard less than ten blocks from where you’re sat amongst the looming shelves of the Muggle public archives at that exact moment.
But there is something.
It says she died in a place called 'Wool’s Orphanage' on New Year’s Eve in 1926. It’s not hard to guess why she might have been there, and how she probably died.
Merope Gaunt had a child.
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Anne <33 what are your top favourite 5 christmas glee scenes and how would you rank the klaine christmas duets? hope you're having a lovely month 💞
Myle!! Hi 🥰 this is such a fun ask!!! Yay! You made my day!
Oehh okay hard one!
Well nr. 1 is very easy but the rest is difficult!
5. The teacher throwing a shoe at the kids when they go carolling from classroom to classroom. Fucking hilarious. Comedy gold.
4. Baby it’s cold outside and the whole scene around it. Its just so comforting and nice <33
3. Burt showing up at the loft in season 4. Kurt looks so happy it warms my heart. Also when they are decorating the tree together with rachel and are reminiscing about old memories and Kurt’s mom.. beautiful.
2. The entire black and white Christmas special. The whole thing. Does that count??? It’s literally my favourite thing glee ever did it’s so good. I would’ve actually loved it if they just did the entire episode like that. Also chris’ acting in that scene is so funny!
1. The box scene. This is not only my favourite Christmas scene, this is my all time favourite klaine scene. Its so romantic and sweet and a little flirty and just so full of LOVE please I might melt.
Honourable mentions:
Artie getting his robot legs (that broke the next day) :’)
Marly and her mom find their home decorated and get gifted the money they need for Marley’s therapy
Finn giving rachel his star (I fucking cry every time),
Rachel giving Finn her Christmas list and being so fucking extra about if and Finn goes like “holy crap im dating kim Kardashian”
I have very controversial opinions on the klaine Christmas duets:
3. Baby it’s cold outside. Yes the scene is cute but the song and the way they sound is not my favourite of the three. Its nice but thats kind of where it ends.
2. White Christmas. I just really love the song a lot and they sing it really welll!
1. Let it snow. Agh! My beloved! It’s perfect! The choreography! The outfits! The setting. The song! Absolute bop! I would like to be trapped int the b&w glee Christmas universe thank you very much!
And I would also like to add my favourite glee Christmas song: Welcome Christmas!!!
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You, Calum and your daughter start a new Christmas tradition in a very special place.
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Day 4 of 12 dates with calmas | dates with cal masterlist
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A cool breeze blows past and has you huddling closer to Calum. Your daughter is in one of his arms with wide, glossy eyes filled with awe. His other arm wraps around you. Cobblestones create a path of memories and new traditions. What once was a first date with endless petals and a spring wedding with words of love and commitment has turned to a winter wonderland. Tens of thousands of twinkling lights stare back at you, Calum, and Mila. Every tree branch blinks with color, every archway and railing comes alive with light.
Fake snow litters the cobblestone and half alive bushes also strung with lights. It’s not cold enough for real snow but the bite in the breeze is enough to stay close together and have Mila bundled up. She wears a knit hat, a warm onesie, little booties and a tiny jacket to keep her warm, Calum’s hold on her aiding the endeavor.
Mila gazes at the lights and they reflect off her eyes and mingle with bright stars. She smiles as Calum points out all of the different colors and coos. You revel in listening to him speak to her, it’s one of your favorite things—you often find yourself lost in the words he shares with Mila, soft and safe in the world you share with the two of them. Mila’s hand wiggles at her side and a tiny sound of awe and glee falls from her. Calum grins, a small laugh leaving him at the simple pleasure of Mila’s happiness. Your own smile follows as you press closer into his side, thankful for the surprise trip down memory lane, thankful for the vow that visits like this will come at least once a year.
“This is where your mommy and I had our first date and got married,” Calum explains as you wind down the cobblestone path to familiar territory.
Once it had a bench and years later a wedding arch. Now lights take their place and a baby giggles and a reality you once could only wish for brings tears to your eyes. You blink them back, thankful for the breeze as a good cover up though Calum probably wouldn’t believe it in any sense; he knows you too well.
“I was falling in love with mommy right here,” Calum continues his story and you can’t help but look up at him with soft eyes and a slightly pouted lip.
“It wasn’t love at first sight?” you chide lightly and watch as his already cold and rosy cheeks blush to an even deeper shade of red.
“Of course it was,” he whispers, caught in the memories of meeting. “But I realized—I knew—it was, right here, the first time you laughed at one of my jokes,” he corrects with a fond smirk and slight bounce in his step that amuses Mila.
“Well I didn’t know until you made me laugh,” you joke, both of you knowing that is utterly untrue. Love at first sight, affirmation on the first date being both of your stories.
“Are my jokes the only reason we’re together?” Calum teases back with pouted lips and a shaking head, he looks at Mila with fake disdain and gives an exaggerated sigh that plumes into the cool air.
“You think I married you for any other reason?” you question with a smirk and good humor sparkling your eyes.
“Well I thought my dashing good looks, sharp wit, extraordinary talent and dazzling charm were among the reasons,” Calum says so casually it elicits a giggle reminiscent of the first one you gave him. It doesn’t surpass him that your laugh is identical to the one on your minds and forever in your hearts.
You keep walking through the lighthearted banter, the lights immaculate and soft Christmas music following your every step. You make it to the end of the path and wind back around, taking one last look at all of the lights. You get back to the place you can easily think of as yours and Calum stops you once more.
“Hold her?” he asks and you don’t hesitate to comply, always wanting either him or her in your arms, both if they can fit.
Mila transitions into your arms easily and you take up the role of cooing to her and pointing out lights she’s already seen. You whisper your own stories about loving Calum to her and finally look up when the confusion of stopping and the switch ensues. Calum stands with his phone out, snapping photos and recording you talking to her and it all makes sense. You shake your head adoringly at him and motion for him to join you and for the camera to be flipped so it can capture all of you. He stands beside you so Mila is in the middle.
“Smile,” Calum instructs though you and Mila already are.
A few photos are snapped and then Calum dips down to kiss Mila’s cheek and you follow suit, planting a kiss on her other cheek as she’s gleefully smushed between the two of your kisses. More photos are taken and whether or not they come out well you don’t know, all your focus is on Mila and Calum and the special night of memories and new ones to come. You’re sure you’ll look back on the photos at home, already have a frame in mind and a spot on the nightstand for whichever comes out clearest.
You head home after the photos are snapped. Mila falls asleep in her car seat and Calum carries her inside to sleep in her bassinet. You both climb in bed and into each other’s arms.
“We’ll go back next year?” you ask for reassurance.
“Every year,” Calum promises once more. “It’s our first tradition,” he says as he knows family time is all that you crave for the holidays after lacking it in your own upbringing. It’s what you want for Mila, for you and Calum and the future. The garden, the lights, the allure of holiday activities all come second to your family.
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curious-menace · 3 years
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Hey can I get a headcanon of any riddler of your fancy finding his partners hidden treasure trove of sex toy goodies after stooping around their home, probably while they're out and how they'd react?
oh ho! any riddler?! this is a blank check for mayhem! 
i have naughty hands and no self control so ima do all my riddlers hahahah
this is only a lil ns fw so no below the cut this time 
Arkham riddler
oh.
OH.
First response is he goes BRIGHT RED. H-He was looking for something else, like an allen key or a pack of batteries or something! He didn't mean to snoop! He’ll throw all the toys back in the drawer or box and hurry away like nothing happened. he did find batteries but was to embarrassed to use them.
his face is going to be bright red for hours, you’ll easily be able to tell something is up but he wont tell you what.
but that being said, hes not going to be able to stop thinking about them. he feels a little naughty for doing it but hes imagining you using them, on him, on yourself. the idea is filthy to him but very intriguing.
Don't expect him to EVER mention it again but if YOU brought up the idea or told him you had some toys to play with, he’d have a hard time hiding his excitement. He hasn't stopped thinking about them since and he has some IDEAS. 
Blacklight Riddler
oh ho! rubbing his little fingerless gloved hands in glee. treasure trove is the right word to use, all his christmases have come at once when he finds this gold mine. 
He knew you were kinky but he had no idea you were THIS kinky, why would you keep this from him??? 
hes like a child in a candy store. what does this one do??? ohh this one vibrates! ooh a purple and green one, did you get this specially for him?
Don't be surprised if you come home and find him elbow deep in your drawer or box still rummaging and exploring, possibly with condoms scattered around him like confetti and bondage rope around his neck like a scarf. 
He’s going to ask right away to play with some of these. he might even sneak off to use them by himself but he will GLADLY let you do the hard work. 
He’s going to want to go to the sex toy shop with you. can you get some couples toys? will you peg him?? OH! what about some of those cool remote control toys??? he can make some custom ones for you both to use if you want! Man is going to be bouncing off the walls, you're going to need to get him to calm down before you can do anything. he’s enthusiastic to say the least.
BTAS Riddler
oh? what on earth is th-AGH! *flings a wobbly pink dick across the room in a panic*. Que overdramatics . lots of “my eyes are SOILED! MY HANDS WILL NEVER BE CLEAN AGAIN!” 
Will probably screech “WHY DO YOU EVEN HAVE THIS?!” into an empty house.
i think its the shock more than anything. he’s a germaphobe and he wasn't wearing his gloves while he was rummaging and he wasn't expecting to touch something so...intimate with his bare hands. this has ABSOLUTELY been inside you and it feels...off for him to touch it. He hopes to god you are as particular about cleaning these as you are about the rest of your cleaning.
once the initial fright wears off, he probably feels a bit guilty for nosing about. He wasn't looking for your intimates specifically, he was just being inquisitive, maybe looking for birthday or christmas presents. I think like arkham riddler, he’d probably be unable to get the image out of his head. he'd probably have to go back for another look. 
he has to work up the courage to talk about it. he’s probably expecting to get yelled at, he shouldn't have been rummaging through your things in the first place.he doesn't REALLY need to confront you about this. but he’s insecure as all hell and he needs to know, is he not good enough? is he not satisfying you? why do you need these toys if you have him? please be gentle in explaining, whatever your answer is. 
Original riddler
so freaking blase about the whole thing. you could leave them in the fridge or something and he’d be like “hmm, cheese, ham, dildo....hey y/n we’re nearly out of milk!” 
he doesn't exactly want dicks or fleshlights left out around his apartment but he’s not so insecure about you having them. he knows he cant be there for you 24/7. maybe your schedules are conflicting, maybe you just want some quite alone time, he’s not judging, he does it too.
might tease you a little about your taste in toys. like if you have massive dicks he’s going to call you a size queen, regardless of your gender. or if you like weird ones like that windmill oral thing he’s going to call you a kinky lil freak .
i don't think he has any of his own but he’d be quite happy to use yours on you if you wanted.
unlike the others, he probably respects your privacy enough to not go looking for them or even rummaging through your things. but he is childish as all hell. if you left them out in a shared space he’s going to mess around with them, like pretending to give you a neck massage only to bust out a hitachi wand or something.
despite his bravado and not really minding that you have them, his mouth will go a little dry if you bring up the idea of domming him by using them on him . that's....an intriguing idea. 
Telltale riddler 
well. hes not THRILLED about this discovery. But given how often he’s gone, either for work or running from the law, he cant exactly blame you. you have needs he’s clearly not meeting.
he’s pretty tempted to take your batteries away from you for badness. 
he gets a devious idea looking at your toys. He’s offended! how could you replace him with plastic and silicone?! he’s much better than any toy. guess he’ll just have to prove it to you. 
he’ll probably confront you as soon as you get home. something like “been keeping secrets from me?” but like. in a sexy voice, not an angry one. 
He’s obviously a little ticked off but tries to keep it playful. you can definitely expect him to spend the day making it up to you. he’s going to tease you, hes going to ask if you think of him while you use them , maybe even use some of them on you himself but pulling away at the last moment as punishment . if you want relief you’ll have to ask him nicely.
he’d be absolutely speechless if you flipped the script on him. listen he might be 60 but suddenly he’s a teenager again, embarrassed and unable to form coherent sentences in the face of your exuberant confidence. once he gets his footing back however you two are going to be playing hella games. he’s going to want to sext while he’s gone, send you naughty photos and get some back. maybe the toys aren't such a bad thing after all?
Zero year riddler
you’ll for sure know if this riddler has found your stash. you’ll come home and he’ll be drinking out of a dick shaped straw, wearing those dumb penis glasses you see at bachelorette parties. he’ll have decorated with rope or feather boas , taken polaroid photos of him posing with your toys and stuck them to the walls. he’ll have  a smug look on his face but play totally innocent like “something you wanna tell me, y/n?” Shame is not an emotion this riddler is capable of. 
he was looking through your things on purpose because he’s a nosy shit. He likes knowing your secrets to mess with you later. He wished he had a camera to record his reaction upon finding THIS secret.sheer unfiltered joy  .He’s for sure recording your reaction to him putting you on blast so you two can laugh about it later.
 he might feel a LITTLE guilty depending on your reaction. if you react badly or really embarrassed he might feel bad for crossing a line and apologise . He’s still a little shit about it but he’s an apologetic little shit. 
all of these riddlers pretend they're the most confident person in the room but , like the others, if you turn your charm and confidence on him, he’ll crumble like a dry sandcastle. 
He doesn't want to admit he has NO clue what any of these toys do. like why is this one shaped like an egg?...it goes WHERE?!
rare moment of nervousness from him if you ask him to use them on you/ on him. again, he doesn't know what the heck he’s doing with toys but he’ll be damned if he admits that. feel free to mess with him as payback. this is what he gets for running his mouth and poking his nose into other peoples business 
there you go nonnie! i actually got this one out pretty quickly, i wasnt expecting to do it that fast hah. i like doing asks like this, that are a little nsfw but not so much i have to hide them under a read more.
that being said, full nsfw asks are my jam XD
Got something you wana ask me? feel free to send me an ask or a dm! im always game to talk about our favorite curious menace 💚💜
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「 @bucketfullofocs​​ — Christmas 2021 」
[Aya @ Mammon - Christmas Ask] Aya didn't have only one gift for Mammon - she had three. Each somewhat small, but each carefully wrapped in colorful paper. The first one was longer than it was wide and actually not labeled for him, but rather for the young girl he had taken under his wing. "I, um, I thought she might like a doll." Was Aya's soft explanation.
The second was a bag - nuts, dried fruits, bits of cooked and dried meats like chicken. "For, um, for Duchess." No one should be left out on Christmas, including the animals - later, even Cerberus would get a rather large steak from her.
The third item was the smallest. A silver belt buckle with a crow embossed on the surface, and a small chain meant to loop onto his belt with a glass bauble at the end. If he had paid attention, he would see a small piece of paper floating in the bauble. A little bit of her vivre card, so that they're never really apart. "I, um, it didn't feel right that, um, that you didn't have a piece of my vivre card. Merry, um, Merry Christmas."
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Mammon was used to Aya being her exceedingly thoughtful self, but he had no idea just how far-reaching her kindness was until she handed him two presents that weren’t meant for him. He wasn’t sure what struck him hardest — the fact that she had gotten him a gift to begin with, or the fact that she cared about the people ( and familiars ) he cared about.
“Ya got ‘er somethin’ too?” He eyed the long box, curiosity itching at his fingers. Mammon wanted to tear the paper side and see what was inside purely because he wanted to know what the doll looked like. There may have been the slightest pinch of greed somewhere in there, but it was so very small compared to the glee he felt when he imagined the look on the little girl’s face. “She’s gonna love this. I’ll make sure she gets it.”
Then came the bag of food for Duchess, and he swore then and there that he might shed a tear or two if he wasn’t careful. He was grateful for the cover of his sunglasses, or else she might have caught how misty eyed he had become. Although, if she listened carefully, she might catch the sound of a knot in his throat.
“Y’know what? She’s gonna eat this up almost as quick as Beel eats his food, so I want ya t’be there when she does. I want ya t’see how happy she is when she gets it. But I’ll take it off’a your hands for now.”
The belt buckle was what finally pulled an sentimental sniffle from the demon. He had been gentle with the gifts for his little girl and Duchess, but his touch as he grazed his fingers against the surface was far more delicate. And when he found the bauble attached at the end of its chain — that was when he melted into a flustered mess of stammering and feeble attempts at hiding his overwhelming joy.
But before she could get a sincere thank you from him, she was scooped up into a hug that was normally reserved for his brothers. It was the kind that took your breath away, as he seemed to forget for a moment that he was larger and stronger than her, but the embrace didn’t stay that strong for long. He did loosen up, but only after she was returned to her feet.
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“I was thinkin’ it was kind’a unfair that Beel was the only one that got a piece’a this card thingie! C’mon, I get that ya got a thing for ‘im, but I’m your brother! Big brothers trump crushes every time!” Because who was she meant to go to if Beel upset her? Him. Hah! “Here, hold these. Don’t look.”
He shoved the doll and bag of feed back at her and whipped around, the crow buckle clamped between his teeth. Classy. It was all he could think to do as both hands were occupied with his current, boring belt buckle. He was quick to remove it, the silver buckle and the bauble attached fitting in rather well with the rest of his outfit.
“I didn’t really think ya knew anythin’ about fashion, but this is awesome. I look pretty good, right?” He beamed, arms open and jacket shoved back slightly to show off the gift he proudly wore. But whether or not she complimented him, she would be swiftly taken into another hug, this one softer and tamer.
His face nudged against the curve of her shoulder, his eyes still damp and lips trembling as he suppressed the need to crumble under the weight of her generosity. “Thanks, ya really didn’t have t’do all’a this. Still, I ‘ppreciate it. Merry Christmas.”
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