#somehow i gave her a hat and it looks perfect

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

imagine in modern day if you could sit on Foul Legacy's lap and play games on your laptop while he watches over your shoulder,,, he chirps curiously at everything at first, nudging your shoulder when he sees something potentially interesting, but as you go forward together he becomes more knowledgeable and helps you with gameplay by pointing out things you missed or trilling out warnings if you're in danger.

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #sorry mothlings my friends wanted to introduce me to stardew valley tonight #initial consensus is that it's pretty fun and i want to grow lots of things #i also have a cat that looks like my late Cocoa #somehow i gave her a hat and it looks perfect #also i keep running into Leah so that's nice #anyways goodnight i hope everyone sleeps well!!! <33 #short scenario #wifi's brainrot #good evening

[rosepeta1z]

A slice of sweets

A/N: this is a very very late happy birthday fic to Wanderer/Scaramouche. Fluff, you call him Scaramouche, small tiny tiny mention of throwing up and gagging. I think that’s it.

Word count: 853 words

Scaramouche hates sweets, but for you, he’s willing to suffer and try.

Today was Scaramouche birthday.

It was just another normal day for him. To him, there was no reason to celebrate his birthday. It was no big deal, especially to him. It was just a waste of his time. He had other things to do. If anything, he just wanted peace and quiet for the whole day.

That would be his birthday wish.

So, why were the students in the akademiya bothering him and trying to give him sweets and cake?

He almost gagged when a poor student went up to him when he was just hiding out in the wild and gave him a small sweet. Anyone could tell it was so sickeningly sweet. He simply gave the sweet a grimaced look and shook his head, giving her the small sweet back.

“I don’t do sweets. Take it for yourself, I don’t need or want it.”

The girl that was trying to be nice gave him a sad look, simply nodding her head and walking away seemingly embarrassed.

Maybe he was a bit too straightforward, but he just couldn’t stand sweets! There was nothing in the world that could make him eat them.

Hours passed by, and the same thing would happen over and over again. People from the akademiya would somehow find him and offer him the same thing over and over again.

Sweets, cake, sweet, cake. He felt like throwing up just by how many times he had to smell and look at the sugar filled stuff they gave him. That, and the fact it was starting to really annoy him now.

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After all of that, he finally found a place he could sit and just relax. It was a big tree that gave a nice shadow that cooled him down a bit. It was refreshing and relaxing. This, was his birthday wish.

….

Or was it really? He laid his hat on the side and stared at the sky in deep thoughts.

Were birthday wishes even true? I mean, sure, peace and quiet seem nice. But that’s not his actual wish.

His actual wish was to spend more time with you. You were one of the students in the akademiya, and he was quite fond of you. Unlike the others. You talked a lot, but you didn’t talk a lot where to the point you would blow his ear off from how much you’d talk. You talked the perfect amount, your choice of words fascinated him, the way you talk, the way you look when you talk. Everything about you was perfect to him.

He chuckled at his own thoughts. When did he start thinking about stuff like this? He wasn’t used to it.

Right when he was deep in thought, he heard a branch crack near him. He glanced around him before his eyes laid on a figure. It was you? How’d you find him? Before he could collect himself you walked up to him with a sweet smile on your face. The smile that he secretly loved to see everyday.

“Hey, Scaramouche! Happy birthday, I heard from the other students that you were around here so I thought I’d stop by to give you my own little gift for you!”

You presented him a small case of a slice of cake. It seemed sweet. Too sweet.

But how could he give up a cake you gave him? There’s no possible way that he could.

He stared at the cake, then at you, then at the cake once again. He cleared his throat and managed to crack a small smile before raising his hands to take the cake from you.

“Oh, cake? …Thanks. I’ll be sure to eat it. Though, you really didn’t need to do this much for my simple ‘birth’. It’s not necessary one bit.” He muttered, he bit back what he wanted to say about sweets and how much he hated them. But for you, he’ll accept it. But, don’t expect him to actually eat it. Nope.

“Nonsense, I did it because you’re my friend and I care about you! So much so that I made a cake for you. How about you try it? I wanna know what you think about it.” You happily said as you took a seat down right next to him. You seemed more happier than him for his birthday.

“Eat? This cake?” He so desperately wanted to say ‘absolutely not’, but…for you.. he guesses he could make an acceptation just to see you happy. Even though he hated sweets with a burning passion.

He didn’t want to waste any more time stalling, so he quickly took a bite of the cake and swallowed it as quickly as he could so he couldn’t get that taste of awfully sweet sugar. He almost gagged but put on a straight face for you.

Your eyes sparkled when you saw him try it and give a thumbs up. He knew it would be worth it.

At the end of the day, he did managed to spend more time with you and form a stronger bond. It turns out, birthday wishes do come true.

#genshin impact #genshin impact oneshots #genshin x reader #genshin scara #scaramouche #scarameow #scara x reader #scaramouche fluff #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader #wanderer #genshin wanderer #genshin impact reader insert #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact fluff

[eiilese]

Love the designs and descriptions you did for the straw hats!! I do want to ask, since they all have different roles and skills do they meet the crew at different points in the story? Like, since Robin is the shipwright would she have met the crew at Water 7 or would it still be Alabasta but under different circumstances? Since she’s not an archeologist she wouldn’t have been raised on O’Hara, right?

Just curious to see what your thoughts are😊 - thanks.

thank you so much for the ask!! sorry this took so long to answer it took awhile to gather my ideas. i’m so happy with how well this au thing was received ;u; TY to people who left tags and replies!! i read everything 🫶

here is the original post for role swap! this post has explanations for backstories! i really did try to have drawings to go with everything but i burned out as this month went on so not every character has doodles :(

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i kept everything mostly the same in terms of when the strawhats meet each person. i didn’t want to change too much to avoid changing important character moments that happen in canon

this isn’t a super heavy rewrite, there’s a lot of backstory to juggle and i’m not equipped to write such an in-depth au rn 😭 but i might make separate posts for arcs like water 7 or wci!! though i kept a lot of backstory the same theres a lot of rewrite potential for those sagas

i hope these are fun to read about nonetheless ^_^ i included some stuff from @flute-of-pan pan and @onethousandsunnies because they left tags on the original post that were cool ideas

nami, vice capt.

not much changes!! instead of forcing her to chart maps, arlong might just have her around as a servant girl. regardless, the deal to buy back cocoyashi village still stands and nami works hard for it

generally i think her selflessness and loyalty to her village makes her fit to be a vice captain. she looks out for people at her own detriment and was willing to take the fall for such much ahhh

in my opinion she’s good vice captain material!! perhaps a cowardly one but still reliable. also a good treasurer for the crew as always

zoro, cook

zoro grew up training to be a swordsman and competes against kuina, but he also has a knack for cooking as a hobby. he’s mostly the same but sanji’s “stuck on a rock in the middle of the ocean with zeff” happens to him instead (flute-of-pan suggested the cook always suffers the fate of starvation)

kuina decides to run away and zoro is roped into her plans. it goes wrong and they get stranded on a rock, eventually arguing and ending up on opposite sides of the rock with the little food they brought

zoro finds out kuina gave him everything they had soon after she stops replying to him. he’s rescued thanks to kuina’s dad, who tracked them down with vivre cards. kuina’s had long since burned up

similar to canon, zoro continues striving to become the world’s strongest after her death. i think this backstory coupled with him eating those stomped riceballs at the very beginning of the story is so….(GESTURE) it’s very reminiscent of sanji’s no-waste-policy which he would absolutely also have

sanji, sniper

germa 66 has a mafia aesthetic now 👍i only have the willpower to draw reiju here she ended up kind of cluttered but i like my vision

sanji’s backstory is mostly the same: he and his siblings are genetically modified to be the perfect soldiers, but he had a kind nature that made him the target of abuse. after reiju helps him escape, he ends up with zeff and worked as a janitor. zeff loses his leg while trying to save sanji in a maritime accident; though they don’t get stranded anywhere, sanji has to be indebted to him somehow

when the baratie is opened, he works as a busser/guard against unruly guests. flute-of-pan mentioned that he could fire the canons of the ship

when the strawhats meet him on the baratie, sanji still gives don krieg’s crew food. i don’t think his kindness around that would disappear just bc he doesn’t have a whole starving incident

usopp, navigator

on top of bluffing about being the leader of a huge pirate army, he would create fake maps and brag to everyone in syrup village (especially kaya) about these places he so evidently visited. kaya loved his drawings even if the places weren’t real

his dream is to create a Real map of the whole world, not a fake map that he makes up out of stories. drafting the real world makes him a brave explorer of the seas, which he also wants to become :)

when the strawhats meet him, they were basically relying on nami’s limited sailing skills to get around. not only do they get the going merry but they have a real, reliable navigator now! AND he’s multitalented B)

chopper, helmsman

from a young age he set his sights on sailing the seas to escape from the isolation he faced on drum island. he would routinely make little boats for himself to escape the island on, failing each time, and hiriluk would always nurse him back to health

instead of studying to be a doctor, chopper has a general desire to be helpful and acted as an assistant to hiriluk’s medical endeavors

both flute-of-pan and onethousandsunnies pitched that chopper studied stuff like ocean currents!! overall he studied the ocean real hard but would never leave the island without hiriluk

hiriluk’s death would glue him to doctor kureha’s side and it isn’t until the strawhats come that he has the courage to embark on a new journey

franky, muscian

bro grew up running around water 7 trying to get people to join his band. tom and iceberg are still his family. his shipbuilding skills don’t go past an amateur level in this au. he would develop a line of dinky guitars (or instruments in general) that also had lasers/canons/confetti in them. his dream is A FRANKY WORLD TOUR 🤞FREE ADMISSION

many of his weaponized instruments littered the shipyard, spandam uses them in his attack

after the whole tom/spandam situation unfolds, iceberg is the one to find and reconstruct franky into a cyborg after getting run over by the sea train. but he won’t implement piano key abs no matter how much franky asks 🙄

the newly formed franky family protect the city and throw unsolicited concerts in the middle of the street B)

robin, shipwright

though she’s not an archeologist, she still grew up on ohara! instead of archeology, she’s a gifted engineer. her devil fruit made her an outcast and her strange, misunderstood inventions did not help her case

when jaguar d saul gets stranded on ohara, robin constructs the raft for him :) the buster call unfolds the same as canon except this time, everyone’s actually not lying when they say robin can’t read poneglyphs! she never learned!! again flute-of-pan had the cool idea that she is wrongly accused. still, she’s pursued and branded as a devil child

she ends up with crocodile, who believes she can read poneglyphs. she takes advantage of this and earns his protection from the government but her ruse is uncovered when she lies to croc about what alabasta’s poneglyph says (girl cannot read that!)

robin dreams of creating a ship that can carry her and the friends she wishes to have. after meeting robin in alabasta she joins the strawhats!!

brook, doctor

he was the doctor of the rumbar pirates. an injured laboon came to like brook after he nursed him back to health!! when yorki became sick from disease brook tried his hardest to cure him, but failed :(

he was doomed to watch his crewmates die to poison that he cannot hope to cure because he himself was also dying. when he came back thru his fruit it was already too late :( the rumbar pirates Do record a song for laboon though this event cannot be edited 🤞

met in thriller bark; ik that’s a long ass time to go without a real doctor on board

by the time they meet brook everyone’s already so battered that he has to go to town on them with gauze and stitches. the company delights him ^_^

jinbei, archeologist

i mentioned this in the first post abt this au but his interest in history sparked thanks to the history of joyboy and fishman island being so intertwined. at some point in his youth, jinbei frequently visited ohara (prior to the buster call) and grew a strong relationship with the scholars there (i’m just assuming they wouldn’t be racists 🤪) he runs into robin a handful of times

he secretly learns how to read poneglyphs here leading up to the buster call. he wasn’t on the island when it happened so he managed to avoid robin’s fate

his story proceeds the same from there with the neptune army, joining fisher tiger, meeting koala, etc…

i enjoy the idea of getting invited to be a warlord by the government while simultaneously being one of the most wanted people in the world for knowing poneglyph secrets

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also i’m sorry if there are things i forgot about or details that don’t make sense >—>o

the anime’s pacing has ruined my enthusiasm for awhile lol and i’ve consumed a lot of media since catching up!! everyone’s backstories/canon events aren’t too fresh in my memory but i did some researching to remedy it 🫡

#one piece #art #ei98 art #one piece usopp #nico robin #one piece fanart #roronoa zoro #monkey d. luffy #nami #franky one piece #one piece brook #one piece jinbe #tony tony chopper #one piece sanji #vinsmoke reiju #role swap au

[marvelmymarvel]

Halloween

Illumi Zoldyck x Reader

Synopsis: Halloween was something the Zoldyck kids never got to experience, that was until you came along... Much to Illumis.... Delight.

A/n: this is my effort to make my friend fall for Illumi....

Alluka ran around your legs, chasing Killua who was running away from her. Her fairy princess costume bounced with each step as she squealed for Killua to be her fairy prince. You smiled at them before continuing your trek towards the door where you hoped the tricker treaters would be. Your house was perfect for the Zoldyck kids to come by, mostly because it wasn't hidden in a forest where no one would find them.

It took a lot of begging on the kid's part to let them celebrate even just this once, and while you were excited for them to be here, Illumi was not. Not because he didn't like them, but because he hated this holiday. It didn't make any sense, why would someone dress up as a character that's not even scary? The doorbell rang and you opened the door to reveal a couple of kids in "scary" costumes. You jumped in fake fright, hand clamping over your heart to exaggerate your reaction.

"Trick or treat!!!!" The kids squealed out, and you chuckled at their already heavy bags "My goodness, you look spooky tonight!!" You stated cheerily as you handed out the full-size candy bars to each kid. They thanked you before running off to the next house, leaving you with a loving smile in their wake. You wondered how your kids would be on Halloween. Would they dress up as spooky ghosts? Or would a princess/knight outfit be their go-to?

A hand ghosted your side, causing you to jump in your spot this time out of real fear. "Jesus Illumi. Make some noise next time" you teased before lifting your head to give him a peck on the lips. The witch hat you wore bumped him in the head, causing him to huff out in annoyance. "I don't understand what you're supposed to be" Illumi stated bluntly, causing you to feign shock that he would most certainly take seriously.

Stepping back, you motioned up and down your body. His eyes traveled down the velvet black dress and orange and black stockings before landing on the black pointy shoes. His eyebrows furrowed, "Are those my shoes?"

"No. They're Hisokas"

His eyes shot back up to your face and you gave a sheepish smile before throwing your hands out in a "ta da" motion.

"I still don't know what you are"

You let out an exasperated sigh, these Zoldyck kids had no fun growing up, and it was painfully obvious. "I'm a witch! See, pointy hat! Pointy shoes!! I even have a broom!!!"

Silence followed as he examined the three things you just pointed out. "How does that make you a witch-"

"Oh my... Come here" you said finally, giving up on teaching your helpless boyfriend something that didn't matter. His eyebrows furrowed but he walked over anyway. You wrapped your arms around his neck and gave him a loving look, "I love you... But you need to learn some pop culture references"

"Pop culture?"

"Oh my G-"

"TRICK OR TREAT!!!" You broke away from him and clapped in excitement at the new group of kids. "Oh my goodness!! Your costumes are amazing." You exclaimed as you grabbed the bowl off the table. Illumi watched you, still confused about this holiday and why you were so excited. But he couldn't figure out what else he was feeling...

It was similar to how he felt for you, something along the lines of love but it felt, different. He focused on you and the way you interacted with the kids. Your eyes sparkled with pure love and joy and it had his mind reeling.

He didn't like the holiday, didn't understand anything about it. But looking at your excitement made him somehow enjoy it. Seeing the way you lit up at the excitement of the kids around you made his love for you somehow grow. He didn't think he even knew how to love, you quite literally had to point out that what he was feeling was love. It wasn't the possession he felt over Killua, wasn't the respect he had for his father.

It was something different, something deeper.

You waved off the kids before standing up straight. A small smile stayed on your lips as you awaited the next group of children. Illumi walked towards you, once more grabbing your waist and pulling you out of your thoughts. You hummed but didn't look his way. His fingers ghosted your chin and he urged you to look up at him.

He didn't like saying it, but he knew that his looks alone told you everything you needed to know. Your smile grew and your cheeks heated up, "I love you too, Illumi"

He pressed his lips softly against yours, and you braced yourself against his chest. He tried to deepen the kiss but you stopped him, he hovered over you still, lips mere centimeters from his. He didn't love the holiday, but he did love you.

"Happy Halloween Lumi"

#hxh illumi #illumi imagines #illumi imagine #illumi zoldyck imagine #illumi zoldyck imagines #illumi zoldyck x reader #illumi zoldyck #hunter x hunter imagine #hunter x hunter imagines #hxh imagine #hxh imagines #hxh x reader #hunterxhunter imagine #hunterxhunter imagines

[incomingalbatross]

Sharing this in a noncommittal fashion by posting it here instead of giving it the official AO3 treatment: 1200-word reunion of the Mystery Twins and their parents at the Piedmont bus stop! Featuring happiness, hugs, and "Mabel? Where did that pig come from?"

“Dipper! Dipper Dipper Dipper.” Mabel was shaking him awake. “We’re home!”

He blinked, looked around, and then jerked upright as he saw the familiar sign outside the window. Piedmont. Sidewalks and trees and buildings that he hadn’t seen in three months were all around, as familiar as his own clothes.

He’d almost forgotten home.

Mabel gave a high-pitched, squealing gasp beside him, and he looked over to see her staring toward the front of the bus. Her hands were clasped over her mouth. “Omigosh. They’re HERE!”

He followed her gaze to the bus stop shelter…and the two people standing beside it, holding hands and watching the bus door.

Mom and Dad.

Mabel jumped off the seat, dragging him after her by the hand. “Come on, Waddles! Come on! We’re home!”

“Mabel, the luggage!” he protested, hanging back. “We need our stuff!”

She swerved back, and they dropped each other’s hands so they could each grab their suitcase. Then they were hurrying down the aisle again, Waddles hot on their heels.

“Thank you, Bus Driver Man,” Mabel remembered to chirp. “Sorry my grunkles threatened you!”

The man nodded. “Water under the bridge,” he said, tipping his hat to both of them. Dipper nodded back.

And then they were off the bus, and Mabel was shrieking, “Mommy! Daddy!” as she hurled herself forward.

Dad - exuberant, grounded, somehow always ready to smile - caught her and swept her up in his arms. “Princess!” he cheered, holding her tight. “Princess Mabel has returned to her kingdom!”

Dipper ran to Mom - their mom, gentle and brilliant and steady - and crashed into her, arms wrapping around her waist as she held him close. “Hi, Mom,” he muttered into her stomach.

“Hey there, little Dipper,” she said back, squeezing him. He leaned back to look at her smile. “Missed you.”

“Missed you too,” he answered. It was funny, how he only realized how true that was now he could see her again.

They let go and looked over to the other two, just in time for Dad to pull Dipper into a hug as Mabel went to Mom.

“There’s my favorite guy!” Dad laughed, arms around Dipper and a hand cupping his head. “You have a good summer?”

Dipper laughed, squeezing tight before letting go. “The best,” he answered honestly, smiling at his Dad. “But it’s really good to be home.”

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Mabel was home, home, home, and she’d gotten a Dad Hug and she was getting a Mom Hug and the world was amazing, how could she have ever wanted to freeze it? She already knew she’d been crazy but it seemed double crazy now that she was here, remembering what she would’ve missed by staying in her bubble.

“You okay, honey?” Mom murmured in her ear.

Mabel sniffled. “Yeah,” she said, burying her face in Mom’s shoulder for a second. “Just - Gravity Falls was amazing but home is too and I missed you!”

“Missed you too, ” Mom laughed, running a hand through her hair. “Come on, let’s get you guys home, okay?”

“Actually, I’ve got a question,” Dad said, sounding amused. Mabel looked over to see him raising an eyebrow at her. “Am I seeing things, or do we have a totally mysterious pig on our hands?”

Oop.

Mabel’s eyes flickered over to Waddles, and then to Mom. Who was also raising an eyebrow at her.

“Mabel…”

“You don’t know he’s my pig!” she pointed out, squirming. “He could be Dipper’s! Or an unrelated pig!”

Dipper, the traitor, snorted.

Mom just hummed a little and waited.

“Okay,” Mabel confessed. She couldn’t pretend Waddles wasn’t her baby, anyway. That would be unfair to him! She sprinted over and hugged him around the neck to make up for it, turning her biggest, saddest eyes on Mom and Dad. “But look at him! His name is Waddles and he’s perfect and I won him at a fair months ago and you can’t separate us now! I’m all he has in the world!” And she’d said that as a pitch, but it was kinda true, and what was she gonna do if Mom and Dad wouldn’t let her keep him? What would Waddles do without her?

Just as she started tearing up, she felt a familiar hand on her shoulder. “That, and Grunkle Stan said we had to take him with us when we left,” her brother said wryly. She looked up, and he grinned down at her for a second before looking up again. “He really isn’t that much trouble as a pet,” he continued earnestly. “Mabel’s got him trained, and…they have bonded.” He trailed off, biting his lip imploringly.

She took back calling him a traitor. Best brother ever.

“…He’s really not that much trouble?” Mom asked skeptically.

“He ISN’T!” Mabel hugged him tighter. “He’s housebroken and he always listens to me and he’s so so sweet!” She tilted Waddle’s face toward them, squishing his pudgy cheeks. “Look how adorable he is!”

Waddles, being the smartest pig in the whole world, gave his politest oink.

“I wish you’d called ahead and asked,” Mom said gently, which wasn’t a no but still made Mabel feel bad.

Dipper said, “We really were planning to leave him in Gravity Falls. Stan changed his mind at the bus stop, basically.” Which skipped over, like, a few things about how Stan wouldn’t have been the one keeping him for long anyway, and how he was really really obviously lying about wanting to get rid of Waddles, but…Mabel had figured she couldn’t bring Waddles home. So she guessed the important part was true.

“I mean,” Dad said, “I had a frog when I was a kid. Nobody planned for me to bring him home, either.”

“A frog isn’t exactly the same as a pig,” Mom said, but she was smiling as her eyes went from Dad, to Mabel, to Waddles. “You’re sure you can take care of him, Mabel?”

Mabel inhaled, hope lighting up in heart. “Yes!” she shouted. “Yes yes yes! I promise I can!”

“Well, then…” Mom knelt down and held a hand out to Waddles. “Welcome to the family, I guess.”

Waddles tilted his head at her (adorably), and then licked the hand.

Dad knelt down too, petting him on the head. “Nice to meet you, lil’ guy.” He looked up at Mabel. “What’s his name again?”

Mabel’s cheeks were hurting from how much she was smiling. “Waddles,” she said happily. “‘Cause he waddles!”

“That’s a great name.” Dad stood up. “Well, I think now we can go home. Unless you’re hiding any birds or anything in that new hat, son o’ mine.”

Dipper laughed, hand reaching up to touch the earflap on Wendy’s hat. “Nope, Mabel’s got a monopoly on new pets, don’t worry.”

“I like the new hat, by the way,” Mom said, taking the handle of Mabel’s luggage. “But what happened to your old one? Is it lost?”

Dipper smiled to himself, and Mabel wondered if he was thinking about his pine-tree hat or the old star one. “Yeah, but it’s okay,” he said. “It’s…somewhere in the woods.”

And Mabel grinned, grabbing Dad’s hand and jumping as they walked toward the car. Hello, old blue minivan! Dipper was next to her and Waddles was on her heels and Mom and Dad were right here.

And, somewhere out there in the woods, just waiting for them…Gravity Falls was still there too.

#unedited and unvetted but i had fun with it #and i'm furthering the Good Pines Parents agenda #also: #greg pines #not explicitly but definitely RECOGNIZABLY :P

[smilingangel582]

Me see lee Lyney and him having a crush on Aether:

AAAAAAAA SOMEONE WHO LIKES THIS TO!?

Any ways I was thinking of requesting lee Lyney and ler Aether but if you don't take request because of to busy or just plain out just don't want to I understand

Have a good day or night ☺️

-Pepper 🫑 anon

Nah, nah, Im totally planning on writing ler!aether soon!! Hehe, great minds think a like.

I often have a very air headed mind, so I decided to write the fics on requests so it will be easier and better for anons, hehe. Anyway, enjoy this genshin fic. Additionally, think of this as a sequel to "Rainbow roses."

This is romantic, btw hehe~

(P.s his tongue sticking is way too cute, and i wanna punish him with tickles)

Fontaine thrills Aether in many ways. He often thought Sumeru was the best place he ever visited, but Fontaine came to equal grounds. He can tell Charlotte wasn't kidding back then.

"Bonjour monsieur." The far voice of the woman in a frilly dress greeted him, "Are you perhaps on your way to see Mr. Lyney's latest magic show?"

He smiled and exchanged glances with Paimon, who pointed out "Yup we are... we really see Lyney go wild"

The rainbow rose he kept made him look forward to today's show. It's been some time back after the phantom weasel incident.

After showing the way to take the tickets the woman already left. Lynette was by the entrance of the opera house waving now along with her ears and tail swishing "Hi,"

"Lynette!" Paimon squeaked only to greet back, "Oh, where's Lyney?"

Aether nodded in agreement. Then, for the first time, she offered a fond smile, "I'm sure the ever so confident and bold magician Lyney is, in fact, nervous in particular today."

Aether tilted his head "Why is that?"

She pointed at the rainbow rose on his bosom. "This... well, I'm sure I gave you enough hints, so... take your seats in the front we'll meet during our performance."

With a mysterious glance, she left. Paimon clueless turned to the rose. "Eh? Because of the flower? Was he worried about us asking for the trick again?"

Aether blushed with a smile. Maybe he did understand the situation, especially after Charlotte's brief enlightenment of floral symbolism.

"What's got you so red?" She piped curiously, of course he shakes his head and offered to proceed to the opera House.

Indeed the show began, there's no sign of anxiety, yet he did shift his eyes away from Aether when he talked animatedly by flourishing his hat with a pigeon flapping out of his hat.

The crowd laughed when he juggled clumsily, feigning that he wasn't talented at that but then spinning them back to Lynette, who perfected it by one hand. Aether was fascinated by magicians. He never did understand how magic is considered a form of deception.

The show was spectacular as always with new tricks and old ones that never get bored. After the show everyone exited, talking about how amazing Lyney did and Paimon nagged on that she gotta know the trick somehow to satisfy her.

Later on, the stars of the show arrived. Lyney's discomfort seems slight, but it's his voice that convinced his act. Lynette waved adorably "Hello, did you like the show, traveller?"

They nodded, and Paimon as always stepped towards Lyney folding her arms. "So, teacher? Paimon observed your tricks! That disappearance magic happened because you had a pigeon hidden in the hat, right?"

Aether pointed out now "I doubt that's it, he did show his empty hat"

"Right on the money traveller"

Hearinf Lyney's reply as well, it felt like the end of the world for Piamon. she wailed "Aahhh Paimon's gonna get brain fry!"

Lyney stuck his tongue playfully "Well sorry Paimon, but you tried... I still can reveal my secrets like that"

Aether wanted to say something, but Lyentte suddenly reached for Paimon, taking her out. "How about Paimon and I go and have some desserts, you two chat along"

Expecting a chide from Lyney Aether turned to him, but he flushed in complete surprise. "D-dont leave... I mean... don't spoil your a-appetite Lynette" she was already gone with a complaining Paimon.

Aether is socially active, so he can tell how Lyney is awkward for the first time. As a man on stage he's hard to read but right now Aether can read him like a book.

They left the opera house only to reach the top peak of fontaine, through the lift and staring at the city and waters. Lyney seemed to change the subject first "So, how was the show, traveller?"

Aether shrugged with a grin "As amazing as ever, honestly that's amazing"

"Loss of vocabulary, I see?" Lyney chuckled "well its a good compliment for me, and I'm motivated..."

Aether slowly picked the rainbow rose, seeing the latter distracted by the breeze he shifted the topic now, "I must say, you have a really nice way of expressing passion, Lyney"

Choking a bit to a dangerous topic he sheepishly waved it off seeing hiw the rainbow rose is already involved, "Come now, you flatter me traveller, do I look like a floral expert to you"

A clever magician indeed.

Smirking, Aether advances, pinning Lyney against the balcony as his arms gripped the railing, he appeared taller now, "So, quick question, Charlotte did provide the symbolic meaning of the rainbow rose, plus you decided to change it so easily after knowing the truth, I doubt it's ignorance"

Lyney's position did seem uneasy. He tried to remain calm, but Aether's mesmerising golden eyes didn't let him. "Aether, please... I..."

"You said my name"

That genuinely sounded happy. In fact, he could see Lyney's defences crumbling gradually. He reached to playfully pinch his sides. "Right...? You did say Aether, right?"

Flinching at the touch, he tried to push those taunting fingers, "N-no...?"

"Liar,"

The squeezes became clear as water this time, Lyney couldn't help giggle contagiously. "Alriihight trahahahveller thihihis ihihis rihihidiculous!"

Grinning back, he hummed mockingly. "Not even the magician can understand my sense of humour"

He forcefully wiggled his fingers under his armpits finally breaking the defensive part of him. This made Lyney try to escape from the side as loud snickers tumbled from his lips "Ahahaha Aehehehether wahahahit wahahahait whyhyhyhy?"

"Lynette did let slip a fact about you, so... I want confirmation. " this time, both of them blush, one because of the flushed excitement and the other in his predicament.

"Whahaha? Shehehehe dihihid?" He tried once more to push the annoying pesky fingers playfully poking his bare underarms, which he tried to close up.

"Come on Lyney, admit it, you like me?"

This was like that night with Lyney all over again. He whined now trying to curl away from him, "Ahahaha plehehehease! NOHOHO!"

Aether decided to slide his fingers on his tights, though he didn't know how sensitive they were "How convenient that your weakest spots are so vulnerable, Lyney your so cute"

"CUTE??? AHAHA AEHEHEHTHER COHOHOME OOHOHN WHYHY AHAHARE YOU TIHIHIHICKLING ME?"

Aether decided it was enough before anyone else heard Lyney's loud laughter. He watched the other lean forward on the balcony gasping for breath "Ahahaha gohohod thahats uhuhunexpexted"

"Sorry, I felt... like doing it, since you seemed to stiff" Aether said shyly.

"Aha... noho worries I... neheeded that" finally gasping and regaining his stamina he cleared his throat, no picking up his hat "Well truthfully, I didn't expect you to find out so easily, I... uh... didn't mean to but-"

"Save it, Lyney," Aether grabbed his wrist and and then reached over to grip his neck as he forced a kiss. It surprise Lyney that a mild reaction of pulling away took over but soon gave into the warm touch.

They had the same rosiness, and Lyney lowered his hat with a wary giggle. "Ihi don't know what to say... uh, Aether"

"Say nothing, I'm looking forward to your next performance" Aether waved now heading back first. Then Lyney nodded with overwhelming happiness but mischievously added "And revenge"

Looking back a brief frightened look took over but he smiled it over "Sure then I'll get revenge on your revenge, Mr. Magician."

Lynye ran after him, catching as they laughed together. Meanwhile Paimon was the only clueless person who was still engrossed in figuring out how Lyney did his tricks.

Hope Lynette didn't slip a new interrogation method for Paimon. She just left us speechless when she drank her tea, pretending obliviously to that question.

#genshin impact tickling #tickle fic #cute #romantic #aether x lyney #lee!lyney #ler!aether #paimon #lynette #genshin impact #request #fluff

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Chef's Kiss

Carmy & Reader attend his sister's Halloween themed/ costume party.

Carmen Berzatto x Black Reader

[This was supposed to be posted for Halloween. So sorry babes your girl was going through it. But I hope that you still enjoy it all the same.]

18+ smut towards the end so please minors dni. go here instead

unedited.

Going out to party on a Saturday night when he could be at home in bed with you or going out to a drive-in movie with you was not Carmy’s favourite thing, but somehow you convinced him to attend Natalie’s adult costume party and dress up. 

Asking him while he was in a good mood because The Bear received 4 and a half star rating and making chocolate chip pancakes for the both of you was the key.

You both decided to go as Linguini & Colette Tatou from Ratatouille and you couldn’t be more excited to actually get out of the house and away from work for once. 

You couldn’t remember the last time that you two did something just for the fun of it because you both have been swamped in deadlines and projects and just not enough of each other for your liking.

He pulled together his costume from an old culinary school uniform from his closet complete with the hat and you ordered a sexier version of a chef uniform and a bob wig to complete your version of the Colette look.

You pull down the hem of the dress to fully cover your butt as you step out of the car and grab the bag from the floor. 

The nerves were also kicking in once you realised that you were going to be around the majority of Carmen’s family and a few family friends from his childhood for the first time. 

You were both standing outside your car in front of Natalie and her husband Pete’s home putting the finishing touches on your costumes. 

"You would look so good as a ginger! You gotta say the rat-patootie line for me at least once tonight." You say to him, spraying the last of the orange spray onto his mousy brown locks to complete the look now so that it wouldn’t stain everything at home.

He was holding the little plush Remy toy in one hand and toying with the engagement ring on your left hand with the other.

He sighed and shook his head no before you gave him a small “please?” .

“You know you want to.” you urge him to say the line with a small pout and he starts moving his hands animatedly.

“HEY. Why do they call it that? RATATOUILLE. It’s like a stew, right? Why do they call it THAT? If you’re going to name a food, you should give it a name that’s going to sound DELICIOUS. Ratatouille doesn’t sound delicious. It sounds like rat and PATOOTIE. RAT PATOOTIE. Which does not sound delicious.” Carmen recites, sounding exactly like a drunk Linguini and you fall into him , laughing at how he’s mimicking the character.

"Perfection babe, literal perfection." You say to him still laughing at the things your fiancé does just to see you smile.

Mumbling a little "thank you baby" with a small smile as he presses a soft kiss to your knuckles. 

"Can you see my lace?" You question and he's already well trained to know what you're referring to. 

He tilts your head down to get a closer look and shakes his head, placing a kiss to the top of your own. 

Carmy places his hands on the sides of your face and his eyes piercing into you made you feel like he only ever saw you and nothing else. 

“What are you looking at?” you ask with a small smile and he shakes his head,  kind of like he’s breaking himself out of his daze.

"You’re so pretty baby. I still can’t wrap my head around it. Can I have a kiss?" He asks, pouting his lips slightly for you to kiss him.

"You're so corny you know that?" you tease. “Love you.” You manage to say against his lips.

"That's true but you didn't say that last night when I was hitting it from the back. I believe your exact words were "yes chef, yes”, but you know I could be wrong. I kind of lose my train of thought when I’m in it. ” He teases.

Richie steps out of the backseat dressed as Shaggy from Scooby Doo with an “Alright, alright , alright. You two gonna help me with the piñata or am I going to have to suffer through a replay of what happened? Cousin, you better have washed that goddamn spatula”.

“You heard that ? When are you and Tiff going to make up because you’ve been on our pull out for like a week now.” You fire back and Richie raises his hands in defeat as Carmy laughs and grabs some extra bags of candy for the piñata and you grab the drinks from the backseat. 

The three of you make your way to the doorbell and Natalie, who's dressed full on as Margot Robbie’s version of Barbie, instantly lights up as she wraps her arms around your shoulders. 

Her husband Pete steps beside her fully dressed as Ken and greets the 3 of you with a small wave and a polite smile. 

“My girl! You convinced him to come and dress up? What kind of superpowers do you have?” She asks jokingly while giving your shoulders a soft squeeze. 

“Sugar, good to see you. We brought uh actual Ratatouille, a piñata , and Richie has a few cases of beer. ” Carmy greets her with a side hug and a nod after she finally lets you go.

“Richie.” She says dryly as she glances over his shoulder and sees him smiling in the background holding up a case of beer and the piñata. 

“Nat. Where do you want these?” Richie asks, referring to the cases of beer in his hands and ignoring the air of awkwardness.

You look between the two choosing to make a mental note of what happened there for when you and Carmen are in bed later.

“You really went all out. Sis, you’ve already won “best party” already for this year. Look at this!” You say to her looking at the life-sized spiders, punch with eyeballs in it, and all of the other realistic decorations scattered across the rooms. The kitchen even had a fog machine going creating a spooky atmosphere. 

Everyone dressed according to the theme and went all out with their costumes and looks ranging from scary to cute to “okay, that was a choice”. 

In the last 15 minutes you’ve seen everything from Kill Bill to Carrie to Charlie's Angels, and currently you were watching Barbie be whisked away by Mavis from Hotel Transylvania.

After you made your rounds greeting new members from his family it was time to play a few games.��

You and Carmy were absolutely crushing it at the “Guess The Horror Movie” game and ended up winning a new blender and a Keurig but you two were still going. 

“Baby- Babe, listen to me, focus, come on! I really want that Target gift card. Ooonne twooo-'' You sing to him trying to give him a clue of the movie and he’s shaking his head. 

“And that’s time! The correct answer is Freddie Kreuger, Nightmare on Elm Street.” his cousin Erin answers, dressed as Mavis from Hotel Transylvania and her husband dressed as Johnny wins the gift card instead. 

“Sorry baby! I don’t know why I got stuck on Friday The 13th for some reason. Next time, I promise.” Carmy apologises and places a kiss on your temple. 

“Next time I want you on my team, daughter because I could’ve used that Sephora gift card that was given away earlier.” Carmen’s mother, who’s dressed as Scarlet Witch says to you.

"Oh boys vs girls vs theys next round. We're about to rack up, mother in law!" You say competitively and you both clap hands in agreement.

At some point the two of you are separated and you are locked into a conversation with nearly everyone he knows and all of Natalie’s friends. 

They were trying to figure out everything from how you two met, who’s invited to the wedding, and in the process you were both invited to countless holiday parties.

“He has not been to a family event in what- 3 years. He hung around Michael like a shadow. Never brought a girl home. Hell, I thought that maybe he was gay. Nothing wrong with that but all of a sudden little miss sunshine comes out of nowhere and he’s full of life? And she’s got nonna’s ring?” You walk into the kitchen and overhear one of his cousins say to her sister and she nods while swallowing her drink.

“Maybe if you all weren’t such energy vampires draining the life out of him and realised that everyone handles grief differently then maybe you would’ve realised that all he needed was therapy and a lot of love. Which I give him everyday. I’d suggest you spend less time worrying about us and worry about why your husband has been over there eye-fucking Cruella since she arrived after everyone else. Because we’re good over here.” you advise and grab a Frankenstein sugar cookie off of the table next to them.

One of the cousins apologises for gossiping and her sister scoffs past you to go find her aforementioned husband.

You take a bite out of the cookie and watch as Erin walks over to you shaking her head. She hands you a glass of “Witches Brew” and leans against the table next to you.

“About time she got knocked down a peg. Sophia has always been a bitch since we were kids. I’m talking full on chopping one side of my hair to the top of my ear when we were 9 because she wanted to “play hairdresser”. My mom had to tell everyone that I was trying to look like Rihanna with the asymmetrical bob. My hair still won’t grow right to this day.” you both laugh for a moment and she nudges your shoulder.

“For what it’s worth. I’m glad to see him laugh. I haven’t seen him so genuinely happy since he was following Mike around on some adventure of the day. I don’t think many people realise that he was not only his brother but also his best friend. I know that he still blames himself for the disconnect. For what happened… You reached him when none of us could. And you’re glowing so he must be doing something right. He looks at you like you’re made of all the stars and wonders that the astronauts are constantly seeking. I just hope that he doesn’t fuck it up because I’ve already made a new friend tonight.” She smiles warmly at you and you nod. 

Erin continues to talk for a while about her new baby and starting a new business as a wedding planner and telling you that you should definitely give her a call when you’re ready to plan for your wedding. 

You were swaying to the music and sipping on the glass of “Witches Brew” when you noticed Carmen’s social battery dying mid sentence. 

He was zoning out and you can tell that the conversation he was having with his Aunt Catrina was not one that he wanted to be having. 

Carmy was ruffling his hands through his hair and picking at his nail beds and you knew that he was having a bit of sensory overload. 

Like clockwork his eyes begin to scan the room and you give him a soft smile.

"Love you" you mouth to him.

You watch his shoulders drop slightly and his jaw unclench as he tries to nod along to whatever she’s saying to him. 

“Thank you Erin, I’ll definitely give you a call girl because honestly I have no idea of what colour scheme I want or flowers or any of those things. How’s next Wednesday? Perfect. I’m gonna go get my fiance out of that trap.” You say to her as you excuse yourself from the conversation.

“Perfect- go go go lovebird. I’m going to go see if I can find my “Johnny” around here somewhere.” she says with a laugh and gives you a hug before going about her way. 

“Well, I just- just. He- he.” You frown as you hear Carmen begin to stutter, you can tell that he was getting overwhelmed at this point. 

You saunter next to him and rest your head on his shoulder, turning to nuzzle his neck and he instantly relaxes into your touch. 

“Missed you by my side, handsome.” you whisper against his neck. 

“So yeah, Michael called me 5 days before high out of his mind-” Catrina continues and you pretend to stumble into her as you switch on your heels and some of the dark red drink splashes onto her dress , staining her Dolly Parton costume.

“Oh for fucks sake. I am so sorry Catrina. I can’t walk in these damn heels. Honestly, I should’ve just worn sneakers.” you lie and Carmy turns the other way to try and hide his laugh. 

“It’s alright, sweetheart.  Excuse me Carmen. Let me go see if I can find some club soda around here somewhere. Don’t go anywhere.” she says and leaves you two alone finally. 

You guide him to a dark corner of the room so that he can catch his breath and relax away from the buzzing of the social scene. 

He wraps his arms around you two as you back into a wall and rests against it comfortably.

“Do you want to go home? Just say the word and we can get out of here and into our pjs with the rest of the flan that you made last night. I would be so down.“ You suggest as you sway your hips to the music in the dark corner of the room while Thriller plays in the background. 

“I’m okay. Catrina never knew how to read a room and I just wanted you back in my arms.” Carmen wasted no time placing kisses onto your neck and shoulders while his hands trail down your arms while dancing with you.

Albeit, he was a little offbeat but he was making an effort.

You sneakily press against him firmly and you chuckle softly when you hear him let out a little shocked gasp.

You never stop moving your hips to the music as you begin to roll them and feel him harden against your touch while matching your movements. 

“Baby you can’t do this right now. I don’t want to go through the rest of this party hard as fuck tonight.” He laughs, laced with a soft groan. 

“Who said you had to? I believe that I saw a bathroom down the hall to the right.” You tease and walk away knowing that he was going to be right on your heels.

Carmen knocked three times before you pulled him into the dark bathroom and your lips found his thinner soft pink ones. 

He rests his forehead against yours and lets his lips ghost over yours before he pecks your lips again and lifts you onto the black and white marble counter. 

He lets his tongue massage yours for a moment with his hands under your chef-style dress and he slides his warm hand into your panties, circling your clit before dipping two fingers into you. 

You grab his wrist and try to stifle your moans while Carmy sucks a love bite into the top of your breast.

Carmy currently had the “S” and the “O” of his tattoos in you and was trying to sink the “U” into you while you began to ride his fingers and bite into your plump bottom lip , trying to stay quiet and respectful. 

Carmen leans back to give you a look that says “why are you holding it in”. 

He wants to make you feel good and he likes to hear you when he makes you feel good he doesn’t really care whomever else hears it too. 

You remove his fingers and bring them to his lips and he does not hesitate to lick them clean.

 Ever the whore, he makes a show of savouring the taste of you while licking his lips and pulling you closer to him to taste yourself.

“Of all the delicious things I’ve tasted, the best by far will always be you.” He mumbles against your lips. 

 You move off of the counter and onto your knees, fumbling around in the dark with his buckle before sliding his pants down. 

You take a moment to kiss thighs and from base to the flushed head that matches the colour of his strawberry lips while running your hands over his thighs again. 

You look up at him as he tries to find a wall to brace himself against while you kitten lick the prominent vein on the underside of his shaft before teasing the slit of him with your tongue. You place soft kisses to the tip to tease him slightly.

“You want it? You want me to take it into my mouth? I need you to use your words.” You tease, still licking from the base to the tip again.

“Yes. Yes, baby. Stop teasing me like this. Come on. Please?” 

You take a moment to spit over here knowing that he likes it sloppy. You made sure to look him in his eyes as you slid him past your plush soft two toned lips into your mouth. 

Carmen looks down at you smiling for a moment before rubbing your jaw and helping you take him deeper into your mouth. 

“Oooh fuck. I’m gonna be honest. If you keep looking at me with them pretty brown eyes I’m not going to last longer than 5.” He admits breathily as you begin to bob slowly, letting your mouth and throat massage over him and you hum really vibrating against him. 

“I- I- have to be in you. You’re too fucking good at this and you’re going to make me cum if you don’t- if you don’t come up now.” He says quietly to you and you let out a laugh only further massaging him. You massage his balls softly and he lets out a whine almost, grabbing the back of your head and pulling you off of him. 

He once again lifted you onto the counter this time laying you back onto it and pulling you to the edge so that he can have full access to you. Carmen fumbles with your panties for a moment trying to get them out of the way before making sure to slide himself up and down your slit.

Carmy slides against the plush raven colored curls of your mound using this time to return the teasing and coat himself in your honey. 

“Carmen.” You warn 

“Okay, I know. I know.” He taps it against your clit one last time before pushing into you with a long drawn out moan of your name. 

It takes him a moment to bottom out. You were already mewling at the way he tilted your hips and rolled his own into you, stretching you out to the hilt. 

Once he set the pace he placed his hands on each side of your face and begin to fuck into you at a rhythm that already made tears prickle the corner of your eyes. He knew your body better than the map of his hometown and he knew just how to stroke you to get you where you needed to be.

His kisses were hot against your skin as he pulled down the top of your dress and bra to your mouth at your nipples. The little soft dark ochre colored buds stood at attention as he sucked skillfully on each. 

“You feel like fucking heaven, my love. You’re so warm and wet for me? Is this all for me?” He questions next to your ear before putting his fingers in your mouth, getting them wet so that he can rub at your clit in soft slow precise circles just the way that you like it.

“It’s all for you baby, fuck. I’m getting close. ” You whimper and you wince for a moment at the counter digging into your back from the angle that he had one of your legs on his shoulder and the other one open for him to see all of you.

Carmen doesn’t miss anything when it comes to you and he slows his pace to search your face for the cause of that wince.

He leans down to kiss up your neck and to your lips before looking into your eyes. “What’s wrong mama? Is this hurting your back? You want to switch?” He asks, pulling out slowly and helping you stand up.

Carmen takes a seat on the bathroom counter before sitting you up onto his lap. It was his turn to whine softly as you rocked down onto him. 

“All the way to the bottom baby. You can take it. Mhmm, I know you can. Ooh fuck, good girl. You’re so good for me. Taking me all the way down to the base. Good job baby. Fuck, can you feel that?” he whispers against your lips while pulsing inside of you and his brows furrowed together and he tips his head back.

You moan into each other's mouths almost instantaneously when you sink all the way to the base, stretching you out again.

His hands are splayed out on your back and hips and then down under your costume to hold your cheeks and help you bounce at a steady pace. 

He resists the urge to spank you and instead opted for gripping your ass like a vice as he begins to twitch inside of you and you open your eyes to look at him. 

He smiles sheepishly at you knowing you can feel him practically throbbing inside of you as you tease him at this point pulling almost all the way out and then slamming down onto him again. The lewd sounds echoing throughout the marble bathroom. 

“Mhhmm okay, fuck me then. Fuck, get it. Fuck me harder then. Come on. Fuck me harder baby.” He moans and you can only answer him with broken moans of your own. 

It felt like he was spearing straight into the spot where you needed him most with every drop and roll of your hips. 

You both let out a long sigh when he adds jolts and thrusts of his own in tandem with yours. Carmy’s hands make their way between your legs again to rub at your clit and leans forward to kiss your nose. 

“Ah shit, baby , baby, baby, slow down. Baby. I-. Oh fuck, I’m right there. Mama, fuck I’m right there. It’s too fucking good. It’s too good. I’m-” he whines out against your neck and you can feel him finishing inside you as his stomach clenches and he grabs you hard enough to leave bruises on your hips tomorrow morning. 

You begin to milk him as you grind your hips slowly as your own orgasm washes over you and the sensation mixed with the way he’s still skillfully playing with you and licking up your neck and the shell of your ear. 

“You okay?” Carmy sighs, holding your chin in his hand and looking you over with a small satisfied smile on his face.

You smile against his hand letting out a laugh at your current situation. 

“Fucking better than ever, but we’ve got to get out of this bathroom before someone notices that we’ve been gone for like 30 minutes.” you say getting off of him and you both let out a moan at the feeling.

He helps you clean up and adjust your dress before you help him put his hat back on and you leave the bathroom first , laughing to yourself. 

You notice some people looking at you and then Carmy walking out behind you and entering the room where the party is still going. 

You look around the room and find Natalie dancing next to her mother and Pete and she gives you a wink when her eyes catch yours.

Richie walks over half drunk and with a smirk plastered on his face. 

“Well shit cousin, what vampire attacked you on your way to the bathroom?” He jokes and you look over at him with lipstick all over the collar of his coat and bright purpley-red love bites forming on the column of his throat and the side of his neck. 

“I don’t know dickhead, maybe the same one that’s on Tiff’s neck over there.” Carmy fires back and Richie smirk drops instantly.

“ Who the fuck invited that ass-wipe? It’s family only.” He says and you both laugh because Richie’s technically not even blood-related but he’s family.

“You coming with us cousin or you’re going to work it out with Tiff? We’re gonna call it a night.” Carmy asks and Nat walks over, giving Carmen the Remy and presents that were lost throughout the night.

“And listen to another round of whatever you two had going on last night? Hell no. I’m going to get this prick out of her face.” Richie says patting Carmy’s shoulder and walking off.  

“I’m guessing Remy didn’t make the cut for the little bathroom adventure. Don’t worry, I'll be sending you a bill for the cleaning supplies. Asshole. You two are taking off already?” Natalie says half jokingly, pushing Carmen.

“Yeah, you know how it is. I’m old now. It’s 11. Gotta be up at 5 tomorrow so I’m gonna try and get some sleep. Say goodbye to mom and everyone else for me?” he asks and you give Natalie one last hug.

She whispers a “thank you” in your ear before letting you go.

“Yeah yeah. Get out of here loser... It was nice to actually see you smiling tonight and just being here in general. I’ve missed you, you know.” She says and he nods fully understanding what she meant. 

“Family dinner, next week. Our place, Thanksgiving. See you then.” Carmen reminds her and he takes the presents from her and with that you two are on your way home possibly for round two and three and that flan that was mentioned earlier.

 4 months away from being married and you still couldn’t be happier with your choice for a life partner.

#carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #carmy smut #the bear #carmy the bear #fanfic for black girls

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dad jae and reader celebrating their daughter's first birthday? love your works 💗💗

Pairing: dad!Jaehyun x mom!reader

Genre: parents!au, fluff, only slight angst

Word Count: 1k

Summary: For his daughter's first birthday, Jaehyun goes a little overboard, but to see his little princess happy and healthy, he would do anything.

A/N: Hope you like it 💓

“I know it’s not the prettiest work in the world, but I gave it my best.”

You looked at your husband, covered in flour, icing and other ingredients that had turned his once solid apron into a colorful battlefield, then shifted your gaze to the cake that stood on the kitchen island right in front of him.

“Look!” He rounded the counter and pointed at this work. “I tried to make two layers, but somehow, they wouldn’t stick together, so I had to put in a wooden stick. Maybe we should tell the guests to pay attention to that. But otherwise? What do you say?”

The cake looked like it would fall apart at any moment, the icing a mix of green, yellow and pink as though he hadn’t been able to decide on a color scheme. On top of it sat a candle in the form of a ‘1’ that was slowly but steadily sinking to the side. Jaehyun quickly stretched his hand out and pulled it up again.

The cake looked awful from the outside, implying that on the inside, there wouldn’t be much of a difference. But in the end, it didn’t matter.

“It looks amazing!” You cupped your husband’s face and kissed him gratefully. “Thank you for putting this all together!”

With a deep sigh, he dropped his head in disappointment though. “You don’t need to lie to me, it looks ridiculous, I’m aware of that. At one point, I wasn’t even sure whether I was following the same recipe anymore.”

“Jaehyun, she’s one year old. I doubt she even knows what that is. She’d be happy to have something colorful to look at and blow out the candle, then take two bites off the cake and start playing with her gifts.”

“But it’s her first birthday, I want it to be perfect!”

“And isn’t it?”

You turned around and sprawled out your arms, presenting the living area to him which he had decorated this morning. The day before, Jaehyun had taken off to the store to buy balloons, garlands, party hats and every other birthday decoration he had stumbled upon. On the table, he had placed the many gifts embraced in different wrapping paper, your flat looking similar to the party store itself now.

“Did I go overboard for her first birthday?” he asked timidly and came up behind you. “I know she’s practically still a baby, and I did much research beforehand about what would be appropriate and what not, because I didn’t want to mess it up, but still make it perfect. And somehow, it ended up like this.”

“Mess it up?” you repeated. “There is no way you can mess it up, you’re a great father, Jaehyun. You only want the best for her and make her the happiest on this special day, where could you go wrong? I’m only asking myself how you will ever be able to top this? For her sixth birthday, you probably have to hire an entire petting zoo.”

Jaehyun laughed, and you felt how much more relaxed he got with your confirmation. “Okay, but all pride aside, this cake could really need some fixing. Will you help me before your parents return with her for the party?”

“Of course!”

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“... Happy birthday to you!”

Your both’s families had come together shortly later in your home to celebrate your daughter’s special day. She was currently sitting in her highchair, blabbering along with the singing people, clapping into her hands. 

She wasn’t able to say many words yet, but there was one word she used at least five times a day, so when your paternal grandmother asked what she wished for, she answered, “Pony!”

Your husband’s eyes were full of love when he looked at his daughter working on her blue cake with her bare hands while wearing a party hat with a unicorn on top of it. She was the happiest and prettiest child, bringing much joy not only to you, but to everyone around her as well. Given her history, this hadn’t always been a given.

“Do you want a pony, princess?” Jaehyun asked and kneeled down next to her. “A brown one?”

“Yes, daddy!” she exclaimed and smeared some icing into her father’s hair. 

While most parents would chide, your husband only laughed and smeared some back across her cheek, making her laugh out loud. He would never scold her for something like that, he cherished her too much for that.

“How about opening this gift first?” Jaehyun proposed. “Maybe you’ll find a pony in there.”

With hasty motions, her little fingers fiddled with the wrapping paper and your husband was more than willing to help his little princess if it meant being able to spend as much time with her as possible.

That she was here today was a miracle. She had almost not been able to make it, being a premature baby who had to get artificial respiration during her first months on this world. And even though she was a perfectly healthy child now, the fear from a year ago hadn’t entirely worn off yet, and you doubted that it ever would.

“You okay?”

Your husband suddenly stood next to you, cake on his hair and face while his parents had now taken his spot by your daughter’s side. Somehow, he must have sensed your anxiety and got worried.

“Yeah, I was only thinking… that we almost didn’t make it to here.”

“Hey…” Jaehyun’s hand had found its way to the side of your hip, giving you a subtle, reassuring squeeze, hidden from all the guests as neither of you wanted to ruin the mood. “But we did, we made it to here. And we will have many more birthdays to celebrate and each will be even more perfect than the one before, because we will get reminded of what we have, what we've been through, and how perfect our little princess makes our lives.”

His words soothed the worries in your heart and you smiled again. “You’re right.”

“Daddy! Mommy!” your daughter interrupted loudly and waved in your direction, having unwrapped the entire gift already. “A pony!”

One day, you were sure of that now, she would be strong enough to sit on a real one.

#jaehyun #jeong jaehyun #jaehyun imagines #jaehyun scenarios #jaehyun x you #jaehyun x reader #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct x you #nct x reader #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop x you #kpop x reader #requests

[man-moth-hook-hand]

Christmas with the boys

Masterlist

The boys absolutly love Christmas! It's suprisingley their favorite holiday

They do Secret Santa every year

One year, Marko got David pretty much everything he could find with George Michael on it and gave it to him

The boys were singing his songs the entire night

David was not happy about it, his nickname is Uncle Scrooge

While they can't drink eggnog, they do at least try to be festive

They drain a victim and put the blood into a giant punch bowl and even drink out of festive mugs

Paul and Marko typically go out scavenging for old Christmas decorations, lights, I mean you name it

They have an old skeleton from halloween it's real and put him in an old Santa costume

His name is Mr. Kringles

They boy's aren't super creative

Dwayne has an old Elvis holiday album that they get out pretty much every year

David definetly reminisces on the "good old days" of better music when listening to old Christmas songs

I'm not talking about the 40s or 50s

No, David likes Christmas songs from the 1700-1800s

They boys joke that he's as old as Saint Nick himself

Marko's favorite part is decorating

This man cannot contain himself and will splash Christmas cheer every where

Dwayne could kinda care less, but he enjoys celebrating with the boys

The holidays are also a good way to help prevent time from passing too quickly

Paul wears a Santa hat every year

He starts sporting it the day after Thanksgiving and will wear it until midnight on Christmas day he's commited to the bit

They spoil Laddie so much

This kid literally gets at least 15 presents from each of them

Star doesn't really enjoy how excited the boys get, especially with the punch bowl, but she enjoys it for Laddie

They usually end up showing up at Max's house and watching movies on Christmas

At the end of the night, they all pile up in a room and pass out

Max likes it because it's the closest thing he gets to a "family" christmas

Christmas with you bestie

Oh the boys spoil you too

Anything you want to do they will intenseify that 100%

Get ready for the clingiest boys ever

They want you over 25/8 and will not stop cuddling you

If they manage to not burn everything, they'll set up a fire pit in the cave and make you sit on their laps

You always make sure to get the perfect gifts, they always get you twice as many

Usually, Dwayne gets a new book he's been talking about, David gets some kind of knife, Marko loves anything art related or new patches, and Paul loves music so you get him any new record or cassette he's been looking it

They boys understand the idea of gift giving, but they borrow just about anything from each other, so they kinda get you gifts they also like

One year you got a tool set. . . for a motorcycle. . . that you don't own

They boys said it was for when you do get one, but they definetly use it

They do ask first though

They do end up giving you gifts you do like

David got you an expensive necklace one year, it had your birthstone as the centerpeice with matching earrings

Marko loves to get you clotes, pretty much anything that you seems like you would wear, he somehow figures out how to get it even if it was on a diffrent person the other night

Paul likes to get you a lot of knick-knacks and decorations

Eventually you had to tell him to stop since you didn't end up having any space for them. He said you could store them in your area in the cave

Dwayne gets you normal gifts and at least one gag gift

One year, he got you a boyfriend pillow. It was basically a male torso with one arm so you could lay one it. Honestly, it's pretty comfortable. They boys had to throw it out because you were preferring that to them

Yes, they do an ugly Christmas sweater contest every year, even though Paul turns it into an ugly Christmas outfit

Star always makes you something and Laddie usually give you a decorated rock, he tries

You always get laddie the newest toy that comes out

Star loves it when you give her crystals and other shiny things

Even if you haven't turned, they still invite you over to Max's for the yearly Christmas movie marathon

Max likes you since you keep the boys in line when he can't be there

They all just flop down and make you sleep in the middle surrounded by them

It's your favorite time of the year since the boys end up being so sweet

#the lost boys #tlb #the lost boys 1987 #tlb 1987 #david the lost boys #david tlb #david the lost boys 1987 #david x reader #david tlb x reader #dwayne the lost boys #dwayne tlb #tlb dwayne #dwayne x reader #dwayne tlb 1987 #dwayne the lost boys 1987 #paul lost boys #paul tlb #paul x reader #the lost boys paul #tlb paul #paul the lost boys 1987 #marko the lost boys #marko the lost boys 1987 #marko tlb #marko x reader #sam emerson #sam tlb #sam the lost boys #sam the lost boys 1987 #michael the lost boys

[batrachised]

Annes of the World

thanks to @gogandmagog's lmm savvy, I'm hunting through the lm montgomery website and I found something really cool - Annes of the World. It shows Anne of Green Gable's covers from across the world, which of course I had to rate below!

Arabic

I love this cover because it's like a dreamy summer day - it really reproduces the haziness of summer, and the haziness of a daydream - very fitting for Anne! I also love Anne's body language here, it seems very Anne Shirley to me. I'll give this a strong 9/10.

Chinese

How CUTE is this!! While the drawing is darling (Anne Shirley would definitely sit by an open window nook to daydream), I need covers to commit to being covers personally. I'll rate this a 6/10.

Danish

This has strong Anne with an E vibes to me - kind of that gray tone. Also many many chickens?? I really want to know what the artist was thinking to where they read aogg and was like "you know what this cover needs...more chickens". Unfortunately I don't really like this - I think Anne's expression is odd, her body language is off, and the coloring is not my favorite. Green Gables isn't even green!! It's not even GREEN!! 5/10, with an added point for the Chicken Presence because I am a chicken stan.

Dutch

I find this cute, especially because the cover covers the front and back which I LOVE! I especially love how open it makes the scene, and Anne's curly hair is somehow perfect with this. Diana is giving me Maurice Sendak (think Pierre) vibes haha. I'll give this a 6/10.

Estonian

this gave me all the childhood flashbacks. I remember reading so many great illustrated classics (a tale of two cities, anyone?) and poring over the illustrations I liked. I'm really curious to know what the illustrations inside of the book look like now! The cover is beautiful, and I really like they draw the background brush. The only note I have - Anne's hair is NOT red in this, maybe i'm blind but it looks barely auburn. I'll give it a 7/10, teetering dangerously close to 6 because of the hair issue.

French

I have literally nothing to say other than this is the most French Anne I have ever seen and I love it. the SCARF. the BERET. 7/10.

German

I really love this one. I love the hat, the hair, and the FLOWERS. It really gives the homespun quality that LMM infuses in her stories a lot of the time. Not a huge fan of the Anne here, but the background feels like Green Gables to me, so it feels like home. :') 8/10 for the hominess.

Hebrew

lowkey OBSESSED with this one. highkey need this framed on my wall. I LOVE Anne's body language here. She's clearly daydreaming, and the baggage indicates that she's waiting for Matthew - you can also see the pensiveness in her face. Freckled and redheaded, daydreaming, check and check, alone and uncertain of the future, check. 10/10.

Icelandic

I like this one, especially Anne's grin. Also, again, is that a chicken?? Fascinated by the Nordic need to insert a chicken. 9/10 for being cute. I also love the white flower effect. Stops short of being 10/10 because Anne is wearing pink, and we all know Anne longed to wear pink but thought it didn't go with her red hair!

Italian

There is SO much going on on this cover. I like the flower crowns and the action shot, but looking at too long makes me go cross-eyed. Sorry to Italy, but this is a 3/10.

Korean

this is short sweet and to the point haha. Anne is daydreaming as the sun sets and a breeze ruffles her hair. cute, but again, I like covers that commit to being covers. 6/10.

Norwegian

Anxiously looked for a chicken and was disappointed. Tsk tsk tsk, Norway. This has old timey vibes in a way I like. The cover art is too small for me (see repeated complaints above), but I love the continued theme of Anne daydreaming while staring out a window. I give it a 7/10

Polish

This is simplistic in a way I like. It's a little girl setting off on her own towards a forest, with a home only noticeable on a second glance (at least to me). the little figure is very cute too, I like her little shoes and hat. The leaves look too jungle-y to me though for PEI, so I'll say a 6/10.

Slovak

Sorry to Slovak, but this doesn't seem Anne of Green Gables to me at all besides the leaves. This doesn't read like Anne to me, it just seems like a random girl. Bonus points for the puffed sleaves. The leaves are also barely there. 3/10.

Slovenian

I don't how to feel about this. I don't really like the coloring, but I do like how Anne directly gazes at the reader. Read my story. The coloring gives it an eerie horror movie effect (she looks like a drenched ghost child rising from a lake), so I'm going to have to give it a 3/10.

Spanish

THIS IS CUTE AS A BUTTON. And the Anne is cute as a button. I feel like i am AT the train station. I feel like I AM Matthew walking past an eager Anne. This one feels cinematic, probably due to a higher level of realism. I'll give it an 8/10.

Swedish

This cover just confuses me. WHO is in the background?? Who is that woman?? Why is Anne so dismal about her?? Why is Anne sulking about this dancing woman in the background (this reminds me of the silly song about the dancing cucumber). Also, Anne's eyebrows are barely there. I'll give this a 5/10 because I can't rate it one way or the other.

Turkish

This one makes me laugh because this looks like an Instagram deck. the way the face is drawn doesn't help. It's an insta pose, it looks insta filtered, the proportions seems weird like it's edited...yeah, this one is a no thanks. 3/10.

I think the Hebrew version wins in the end for me, but I'd love to hear others thoughts 👀

#anne shirley #anne of green gables #lm montgomery #i wish there was something like this for all the other series

[c6nrad]

VIGILANTE SHIT : RAFE CAMERON

synopsis — in which rafe cameron’s girlfriend finds out what he’s done to her, and makes him regret it.

❝she needed cold hard proof, so I gave her some. She had the envelope, where you think she got it from?❞

For the past two years, Rafe Cameron has been toying around with his girlfriend. Having her wrapped around his finger, and always having pleasure right at his fingertips.

He scanned the country club for her, eyeing everyone in the crowd. When he didn’t see her, he saw this as the perfect opportunity to find another girl.

Rafe checked y/ns location before looking for another girl by the pool, and was relieved to see that she had been at home.

As he made his way to the poolside, he ran into Topper, and some of the friends he’d brought along. “What’s up, Top. Who’s this?” Rafe smiled ignoring the brunette topper was with, immediately looking at the red-haired girl with a low cut sundress on.

“That would be Anna. Anna, this is Rafe. Stay away from him.” Topper sarcastically grinned, while Anna scanned Rafe’s body.

“Hey, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here. You new?” Rafe asked her.

Anna knew his game and smiled, “No, first time actually. I just moved to Figure Eight. I’d love a tour.”

Rafe took this as his chance, “Hm, I know where everything is in the club. I can show you around, only if you want.”

The red haired girl bit her lip subtly and replied, “Yeah, I’ve got a ton of time on my hands.” Rafe then took her hand and led her inside the country club, where he walked into the upper west wing, which hasn’t been touched in almost five years. The upper west wing became known as a hookup spot after Rafe and y/n first discovered it two years earlier.

As Anna silently smirked to herself while walking up the staircase, y/n entered the country club.

y/n immediately saw Topper walk out of the bar and decided to say hello. “Hey, Top. Is Rafe here?”

“Oh hey! Nah, you just missed him. I think he said he was going on the ferry for Wards Father’s Day present. Sorry.” Topper smiled, in a terrible attempt to cover up his lie.

You knew your boyfriend was at the club, since his dirt bike and his location all pointed to here. “Hm. thank you, Topper.”

You walked away from him and sped up your pace to reach the upper west wing in the quickest amount of time possible, speeding past relatives, friends, and co-workers.

When you finally the room where you and Rafe first met, you are whiplashed by the sound of heavy breathing and quiet moans. You knew those breaths all too well, but had no idea who the girl sounded like.

“Ladies always rise above…”

Terrified, you ran down the staircase with tears welling in your eyes, being sure that your flowy hat covered your face while running to your car.

The next day, you met with Rafe at his house.

Rafe immediately invoked an aggressive kiss, “Hey, I missed you so much.”

The smell of alcohol on Rafe’s body was extremely strong, so you decided to go easy on him today. “Hey, Rafe. Where were you yesterday?”

He shut and locked his bedroom door, then looking up with a puzzled look. “What? Were you stalking me?”

“Why would—No. Where were you?”

Rafe looked away, figuring out what to say. “What the hell is your issue? I was on the mainland.”

“Alright” You grinned, indulging into another kiss with your soon to be dead boyfriend.

“Ladies know what people want…”

Rafe wanted absolutely nothing more than to control you. He never saw you as an actual person with feelings, but more so something he could half-commit to.

You looked after the both of you were done having sex, and wondered if he’s ever felt 100% yours, because you were always 100% his. At parties, you were practically on a leash. Attached to the hip, if you will. Never left his side, but somehow he would always find a way to leave yours for another girl.

Now, you’ve had enough.

Now, you’ve been planning.

Now, you’ve been scheming.

Waiting for the final moment—the final blow, that will break your heart, but also break his skull.

By the end of this, Rafe will be so mentally worn out, he may as well be dead.

“Someone sweet, and kind, and fun…”

While you were sitting on his lap, staring at the ceiling, Rafe was clearly texting another woman. The sudden grins, giggles, and lip bites all reminded you of what the two of you did when you first met.

Now, that is gone. Replaced by someone he’s never known.

No one will ever understand him—know him, quite like you.

“Fuck, y/n. Stop wearing that to club. You already embarrassed me last time wearing something that made it look like you have rolls. Go home and change, now.”

“How much weight did you gain on the trip?”

“I was the most fucked up person at that party! I thought it was you that I was making out with!”

“The lady simply had enough…”

“Well he was doing lines,”

“…And crossing all of mine.”

On top of the list of things that Rafe Cameron was clueless on, there was something that he just so happened to miss while y/n utterly destroyed his life.

John B Routledge & Sarah Cameron weren’t the only witnesses of Sheriff Peterkin’s murder.

“Someone told his white collar crimes…”

“…To the FBI.”

Y/n had one person to thank for helping her reveal who the person is behind Rafe Cameron’s mask: none other than his little sister, Sarah.

“Lately she’s been dressing for revenge.”

#Spotify #rafe cameron #rafe imagine #rafe angst #rafe fic #rafe x y/n #rafe outer banks #outer banks #rafe x you #rafecameron

[imabeautifulbutterfly]

Once Upon a Time on The Razor Crest

Summary: Din thinks things over.

A/N: Hello lovelies,

I apologize for the delay, got sidetracked yesterday and still needed to do some editing.

I hope you are all having a lovely weekend.

Love oo.

Due to the past history of the OC there will be discussions alluding to past domestic abuse, please note that as it could be a trigger for some.

Warnings: Discussions of hiding, running away from a bad situation, trust issues, parental concerns, not feeling worthy, feelings of doubt, fluff. I think that's it, if I miss anything please let me know.

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THE RAZOR CREST SEVEN

CHAPTER TEN

Din didn’t know if he wanted to smack Cobb upside his head, or praise him for providing support to those who were trying to escape a bad situation. However, he kept think about his words, “She’s going to do just fine. I think you two are going to get along, just make sure to rein in that charming horrible bedside manner, and you should be fine.”

“How do you know?”

“Hmmm?” Cobb asked as he bit into the sandwich he made.

“How do you know she’ll be fine?”

“Well I may have just met her, but Fennec spent a lot of time talking to her. Helping her to get her, and she came highly recommended by her” Cobb quirked his eyebrow, as he finished chewing his sandwich. “You got any dijon mustard?”

“Check the fridge door, bottom shelf.”

“Ah!” Cobb shouted when he found the bottle he was looking for, and adjusting his sandwich. “Anyway yeah, so Fennec said she trusted her, and you know Fennec she doesn’t trust anyone.”

“Fennec?”

“Yes. Fennec.”

Din pinched the bridge of his nose, somehow the sensation that he just took on more than he should’ve filled him, “Cobb, what did you get me into?”

“Nothing. Just maybe pull you out of rut. Listen you said you needed help, and she’s capable, smart, and she needs a place to lay low. Fennec didn’t tell me everything, but from what I hear it’s pretty bad. And anyway, you need help, right? Someone who understands how to keep to themselves and not ask a lot of questions? She kind of fits the bill, no? So then, win-win”

“Who are you Peli?”

Cobb huffed out a laugh, “Spend enough time around her eventually, that’ll happen. Anyway, is it not a win-win?” He asks, as he wipes the mustard that dribbled from his mouth. Cobb simply shrugged as he gave him a look, it was a look Cobb had perfected over years since he’d been friends with the stubborn man before him. A look that told Din, he needed to stop having such a pickle up his butt. 

“Fine. Okay.”

Cobb patted his shoulder as he stepped out of the kitchen once he finished his sandwich, “You know Ann’s not all that bad, she seems sweet. Easy on the eyes, and has a very enjoyable laugh.”

“Great, I’ll tell her you said that”

Cobb’s smile etched across his face, “You say that like it’s a bad thing. Only thing you’re doing is making it easier for me, when I try to woo her”

“Woo? What are you a hundred?”

“No, I’m a gentleman, and that’s what gentlemen do” Cobb donned his hat, tipping it to his best friend as he strode out of the house, to help Ann with her bag.

Din stood in the kitchen looking at Camilla’s picture, it was taken when she was seven months pregnant with Grogu. It was a time when they both were happy, as a world of possibilities were open before them. His finger trailed over her face, he missed her smile, the way she looked at him full of love and kindness; as though she could see right through him and knew what he was thinking. 

 There was a warmth her presence filled in the house, it was something he missed.

Now that it was just him and Grogu he tried to make the house as warm as she used to, but it wasn’t the same. 

They were getting by, it helped that Grogu didn’t really have memories of Camilla, but he still felt he was lacking in every way that mattered for his son. He tried harder than most probably had, and it still didn’t feel right. 

And now, he had a new farmhand, who was looking for a place to lay low, what could possibly go wrong?

Din looked at the watch, it was almost time for Grogu to be home, he headed towards the end of the driveway. He stood waiting for the bus. As soon as the bus stopped Grogu jumped off the bus and ran up the path as fast as his legs could carry him to the ranch as his school work flapped in the wind, Din stood with wide arms, ready to pick up his six-year-old.

“Patu!”

“Hey buddy, how was school?” Din held Grogu close to his chest, as Grogu’s arms wrapped around his neck. 

“Good. Look” he pulled back, his hand still clutching on to his school work, as he showed it in front of his dad’s face.

Din couldn’t make it out properly as it flapped in the wind, he held on to one side pulling it back away from his face so he could see it clearly, his eyes began to water at the artwork. It was a drawing of what looked like their ranch, with what he assumed were animals, possibly representing the horses, and in front were two figures holding hands. “Isn’t that us, bud?”

“You, me, Tak and Mis” Grogu pointed out each figure naming them.

“I love it. You did so good buddy!” Din gave him a hug, pressing him closer to his shoulder. “I’m going to hang this in my office right now. Is that okay?” Grogu simply nodded as he rested his head on his dad’s shoulder, Din shifted till he carried him in one hand and Grogu’s backpack in the other.

Grogu’s artwork was still in his little hands clutching it for his father. 

Din started walking back to the house, taking a detour by way of the nuna pens. It was one of Grogu’s favourite things to do. He let Grogu down, letting him have a moment to say hi to all of the nunas and chicks in there, after which Grogu ran over to spend time with the horses and Bessie. 

It was almost an hour later when they began heading inside, Din was a little nervous to see Grogu’s reaction to Ann, it wasn’t so much that they never had workers before, but they never had a female worker. As he looked at Grogu’s happy innocent face, a sense of dread filled him. Maybe this was a bad idea.

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[merinathropp]

okay so I just saw the London production of Rebecca and BOY DO I HAVE SOME THOUGHTS

- score sounded rich and full (orchestra must be huge!!!!) and singing was magnificent throughout

- the English lyrics swung between Really Solid and then abruptly Bad depending on the song, with some truly bizarre structural choices in places (e.g. 'doch sie hat mich verraten' became 'utterly betrayed me' which was awkward and spread over too many syllables it made me wince). BUT overall the bones of the translation are there, it just needs more time and work...

- Danny was the best thing in it, Kara Lane absolutely killed it, I can't wait to go back and see her again so I can analyse every second of her performance; she had to sell some really botched lyrics and did such a good job selling them with her performance; she was cold, defiant, unhinged, vengeful, and eventually utterly broken. obsessed 10/10 would die for her.

- dear God the set was an unprofessional disaster. IKEA meets cardboard walls meets local am dram. I have literally seen village pantos with better sets. Rebecca's room had a bed with plain purple sheets, a backdrop with abstract green swirls (?), and a desk. literally just send someone to the nearest charity shop and buy a couple of candlesticks and some tasseled cushions, for goodness sake, it'll cost you ten quid. I know they have a tight budget but they're going to get laughed off the West End with a set like this.

- the lighting made everything Worse. it was flat and washed out but somehow kept putting the faces in shadow so you couldn't see them??? the colours and depth of the European productions are SO distinct, why are we lighting everything like it's a rehearsal room ffs

- Ich was a darling, very sweet and vulnerable with the voice of an angel, I wanted to close my eyes multiple times just to listen to her songs. she full-on sobbed during the beach scene with Maxim.

- costumes were okay, a bit grungy??? I really miss Ich having some brighter colours after she gains confidence and comes into her own, BUT Danny looked bomb they gave her a beautifully tailored black dress and Kara Lane has a figure to die for so that was 👏👏👏

- Maxim was great, but he looked about 20 and wore his heart on his sleeve??? very charming and funny and flirty which is...not what I was expecting, and honestly not an interpretation that totally works for the story, but he gave a strong performance and absolutely attacked Kein Laecheln, it was very very powerful

- no staircase, no fire, but the cast worked their butts off to ACT the fire and honestly full respect they did a really good job. I felt their panic and terror so vividly. Danny didn't appear onstage until the last 5 seconds of the song, and we only saw her from behind as she started up the stairs...bizarre timing??? but maybe an honest mistake as it was a preview performance

- blocking was very different in places. I liked some of it (e.g. Danny dressing up Ich in nightgown, lipstick, and doing her hair during Rebecca II was intensely creepy but perfect) but other things were a bit odd (e.g. Maxim being super kissy and cutesy and physical with Ich in a way that felt more teenage boy that older English gentleman lol)

- there are LOTS of structural changes, new songs, and things that have been cut (like Danny's entrance...criminal actually) but I'll make a separate post about those

send me an ask if you want to know about anything in particular, happy to provide details!

#rebecca the musical #rebecca das musical #rebecca london #rebecca musical #musicals #merina rambles

[envyadams-vs-me]

Maybe a stupid idea but Coups et blessures by BB Brunes except it's Lead singer Steve Harrington and his buddies Robin, Nancy, Argyle, and Johnathan (don't ask me why but they have cooky band family vibes).

So Steve's out here singing in fucking perfect French (rich parents I headcanon they def made him learn French for parties), at a random bar with his group. The gang is vibing and these people in Indiana, who have no clue what is being said, are loving it! (They also might be a bit drunk but that lends to their hype).

Cue Dustin Henderson dragging Eddie Munson to see his brother's band because, "They're really cool! And you've gotta see it!" And Eddie's not the least bit impressed by the vibes the stage setup is giving off, but he figures he'll give it a shot for the kid.

Then the lights dim and the group comes out, each in their own (seemingly random) outfits that shouldn't go together but somehow work. Steve's in a semi cropped tshirt (purely for comfort he says) and jeans, maybe a little glittery makeup as he fidgets with his guitar strap. Robin's in a 3 piece suit, with her hair up in pigtails and sunglasses as she holds onto her bass. Nancy's in heels, a business blazer with a pink Tshirt underneath, and a very lovely midi skirt that matches her blazer, she's securing her guitar and talking to Robin. Argyles got a lot going on while he stands behind his keyboard, lots of neons and a surfer boy (?) hat, as well as a big smile as he catches Dustin in the crowd and waves. Johnathan uses his drum set to hide from the crowd and is thankful to Steve who promises to try and block him every show due to his raging anxiety. He's got headphones so he can focus on the music a just his regular jeans and t-shirt, maybe Argyle convinced him to add a butterfly clip to his hair.

Anyway!

Eddie's starting wide eyed at, well he's not sure, and gives Dustin his best, 'Dude are you serious!?', look, but the kid's buzzing with excitement and not even paying attention to him. So, he shakes it off and decides to focus on the music.

The second this pop like stuff starts playing he's ready to hightail it out of there and tell the kid he gave it a good try, but then the singer opens his mouth and Eddie's ready to die on the spot. The lights catch his makeup and beautiful eyes and his voice is the stuff on Eddie's dreams. Once he realizes he's not singing in English his brain fully shuts off.

By now Dustin's decided to notice him again and laughs at his response then quickly resumes his dancing to the music. Eddie's spends his time in a daze staring at the man singing in front of him.

When his brain finally decides to catch up he notices that he's probably looked like the creepiest dude on the planet and embarrassment floods over him. That is until he notices that he's not the only one that was staring as the singer's face is flushed to have seemingly been caught staring at the metalhead.

Eddie's not sure how he makes it through the performance or even if he did (for all he knows he could've passed out and this is a fever dream). Eventually the group leaves after bowing and dragging Argyle away from blowing kisses to everybody in the crowd. Dustin grabs Eddie and immediately pulls him to the back where their both let in without much fuss, and Eddie's left to stand awkwardly as the little shrimp runs off to hug the man of his dreams.

"That was awesome, oh my god, you guys are cool!" Dustin's got Steve in a death grip and he's trying to bit back his grin while pushing his off and smacking the bill of his thinking cap.

"Yeah, yeah. You say that everytime, man." He's flushed at the flattery and swipes a hand through his hair to compose himself.

"I mean you guys are seriously the best band I've ever listened to!"

That snaps Eddie out of his stunned dazed as he pokes at Dustin's backside, "Uh, excuse me?"

The kid jumps (he totally hadn't forgotten about Eddie) and ignores his previous insinuation, "Oh, Eddie! This is my brother Steve. Wasn't the band awesome, dude?"

There's silence for a moment as the two boys subtly (obviously) look the other one up and down. Steve recovers first and holds out his hand, "Nice to meet you, Eddie."

Eddie's starstruck and as he grabs the others hand he can feel lightning come to shock him and buzz up the rest of his arm. "H-Hey, you were great, Steve."

Dustin's standing to the side of the two grinning like a mad man, while Robin (unnoticed this whole time) watches on confused and invested.

Steve's sure his whole body is flushed at this point as he registers the way his name sounds around Eddie's voice, "Thanks."

More (stunned) silence. Then.

"Wait- you're Dustin's brother?" Dustin laughs again, leaning on Robin who's sipping water trying not to choke.

"Huh?" Steve's caught off guard, still feeling the warmth of Eddie's hand that he hasn't let go off burn through his entire body. Luckily he's able to shake himself out of it, "Oh, uh, yeah. Well, Half brother, sorta, kinda. I-I guess it's more like an adoption kind of thing, maybe? But uh yeah."

Eddie's never thought another human has ever been so pretty and his natural cool response, is "Nice."

"Well this is embarrassing to watch."

"Nancy, god!"

Nancy's standing behind Steve openly laughing at the awkwardness that is their (admittedly cute) interaction. Steve's come back down from jumping a few feet in the air and is glaring at her, hands on his hips out of habit.

"We've talked about the creeping sneaking stuff-!"

"Oh, whatever."

"I'm not kidding-"

Nancy holds up her palm, "I don't have time for one of your lectures, I was just coming to let you know I'm heading out with John and Argyle, so I'll see you guys later."

"Bye, Nancy!" Eddie suppresses a scream as he sees Robin's been next to him the whole time.

Dustin checks his watch, "Shit, we gotta get home soon or Mom's gonna be mad."

Steve narrows his eyes, "Does she even know that you're here?"

Dustin waves him off, "She said it was okay as long as I was out with an adult." He gestures to Eddie who's heart rate has rescinded to normal and is busy staring at the glitter that's on Steve's pink cheeks.

"I gotta go too! Vickie's outside so, bye!" Robin's gone like the poof of a cartoon character after kissing Steve goodbye and discreetly whispering into his ear about, "Details."

Dustin waves, "Bye, Birdie!" And then it's the three of them alone.

"Hey, Steve?" Dustin's wiggling his eyebrows at his brother and Eddie's definitely not going to laugh at how ridiculous he looks.

"Yes, Dustin, Robin was my ride here, so I guess I have to either walk home or ask your friend for a ride." His voice sounds irritated, like he would rather have his foot run over than get into a car with Eddie , but with the way Dustin's smirking at his brother he figures he's just missing something.

"So, Eddie-"

"Sure, I'll give you a ride!" To quick of an answer, but Steve's flushing again and his heart is fluttering in his chest, so whatever scheme he's been wrapped into by Dustin is worth it.

#yeah maybe ill add more to this who knows #is this too abrupt of an ending?? #anyway this song is amazing and once i started imagining steddie i couldn't stop #dustin and steve are brothers and nobody can convince me otherwise #there was more i was going to add to these tags but idk now #i guess this is a modern au #dont think too much about how dustin got into the bar #steddie #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #nancy wheeler #stranger things 4 #steddie st #steddie drabble #dustin henderson #dustin and steve #argyle stranger things #johnathan byers #stranger things band au #stanger things modern au #steddie band au #steddie modern au #robin buckely #mentioned vickie #oh yeah i wrote this in the span of an hour while listening to the song on repeat

[fiona-frauenfell]

MPHFPC character’s godly parents

because the release date for the PJO show was announced yesterday!

Jacob, son of Hermes

I’m going to be honest, I don’t have a real reason as to why I put Jacob here; it just feels right. It might be the fact that Hermes is made to be the catchall cabin, and that for some time, Jacob doesn’t know his peculiarity. I think it’s be cool if he was “unclaimed” until the end of the first book.

Emma, daughter of Ares

Ares is a rather aggressive and rash god, similar to Emma. She is known to snap from time to time and sometimes lets her emotions get the best of her. Where do fire powers come into this? One word; spite. I think I’d be funny if Ares somehow gave a child of his for powers to spite his girlfriend’s husband (though I know this is practically impossible.)

Millard, son of Athena

Millard is very intelligent; he’s the brains of the operation who always has a plan. I think this puts him perfectly in Athena cabin! Also, Annabeth got a hat that makes her invisible from Athena, and Millard is invisible, so…

Bronwyn, daughter of Tyr

Bronwyn feels like the child of a war god to me, but Ares/Mars didn’t feel right, so Tyr is what I decided. One of the things children of Tyr can do (or I guess can’t do) is never refuse a challenge. In book one Emma claims that Bronwyn “could not forgo a competition of any kind,” This makes it seem like Bronwyn would fit in fine with other children of this war god.

Hugh, son of Mars

Mars is a god who will never fight without a reason, and I see a lot of that in Hugh. On numerous occasions he’s seen fighting with people to defend those he cares about. He’s also the god of agriculture, which is quite compatible with Hugh’s peculiarity.

Fiona, daughter of Demeter

Do I really need to explain this one? For those who don’t know, Demeter is the goddess of plants and her children have the ability to manipulate all types of vegetation. That’s also a pretty accurate description of Fiona’s peculiarity.

Horace, son of Somnus

His last name is Somnusson; Somnus son, like son of Somnus, Roman god of sleep. Children of Somnus also have the ability to control dreams (even if they don’t have prophetic ones.)

Enoch, son of Apollo

Yes, Hades is an obvious option for Enoch, but I think Apollo could work, as well. I really like this idea because Enoch’s peculiarity is a lot more anatomical than Hades children, since he physically has to put the hearts in their bodies. And with Apollo being the god of medicine, this could be categorized as healing? Maybe?

Olive, daughter of Frigg

Frigg is the norse sky goddess, and she’s the goddess of family. Similarly, Olive is a very welcoming character who can become friends with almost anyone, and make anyone feel like family. She also can float, which is similar to a power many demigods of the sky gods possess; flying.

Claire, daughter of Freya

Freya is also a Norse goddess; specifically one of love and beauty. Claire is described as being a pretty girl who looks almost doll-like. But just like Freya (who is also the goddess of war), Claire has a vicious side when she uses her back mouth. The duality of this goddess works perfect for this equally dual character.

#miss peregrines home for peculiar children #mphfpc #jacob portman #emma bloom #millard nullings #bronwyn bruntley #hugh apiston #fiona frauenfeld #horace somnusson #enoch o'connor #olive elephanta #claire densmore #percy jackson au #percy jackon and the olympians

[descubriendo-aurelia]

tl;dr trans origin story

So, what have I done so far? How did I arrive to this point? Well, I kind of always knew that I wished I had been born a girl, but for many years I suppressed these feelings. I can remember as far back as age 4, seeing my older female cousin Jaimie and wishing I could look like her.

(Warning: I talk briefly about a sexual encounter below.)

I'd been somewhat familiar with feminizing HRT, FFS and vaginoplasty since I was an early adolescent thanks to cable TV, and transitioning seemed like such an extreme process (because it is) that it seemed impossibly expensive to achieve the results that I wanted for myself. I'd always been fascinated with hearing the stories of trans people and would watch anything related to them them any chance I got. My favourite movie since I was 16 years old was, and still is to this day, Breakfast on Pluto, a story about an Irish transwoman. How curious that it didn't occur to me until later in life that I loved this movie because I wanted to be like the main character.

Throughout the years there were other signs, like playing dress-up with my best friend and wearing their femme clothes, which led to the appearance of my Southern belle alter-ego Annabelle in our late teens while the True Blood series was still popular. Yes, with a big, floppy hat y todo. 👒

Shortly after moving to Seattle, I'd come to the realisation that I'd never been comfortable with a male identity and decided to start identifying as non-binary and using they/them pronouns.

There were two main catalysts that made me come to terms with my inner womanhood this past year. The first was a sexual encounter I had with a bisexual man who wanted me to wear panties for him. As we had sex, he sexualised me as a woman and referred to me as a woman. It made me feel validated and desired in a way that I had never been before, and it felt so right and perfect somehow. This encounter, as you might imagine, made me reflect long and hard about my gender identity.

The second catalyst was an Italki Spanish conversation class. My teacher is a trans woman, and the topic of discussion was gender identity. At one point during our discussion, she asked me, "What part of you wants to cling to the masculine?" and I realised that I didn't really have an answer for her. I realised that I was clinging to masculinity (or vestiges of it, lol) because I wanted to please other people, rather than make myself happy and discover my true identity.

A couple days later, on July 20th 2022, I decided that it was time to start doing something about it. I started by telling close friends, and it wasn't long before I settled on the name Aurelia and started to try presenting as female to the best of my ability. I'm very fortunate to work in a very trans-friendly city at a very trans-friendly business with exceptional health insurance for individuals who seek in gender affirming care. Having already worked alongside several trans people at my job, I felt comfortable enough to start coming out to my coworkers right away. They, of course, accepted me with open arms and have been amazing at using my preferred name and pronouns. A few of them even gave me clothes!

I then, of course, started shopping. In addition to makeup and clothes, I bought an epilator, silicone breast forms, mastectomy bras, a few different styles of gaffs as well as tucking tape. Not at all once, of course, 'cause all that shit was expensive. (Especially the gaffs! I tried two styles, a cheap $20 Amazon that was bulky and inaffective, and a $40 that works amaaazingly. $40 is a lot, but after I started ordering one every paycheque, I think she took notice and started sending me two per order, which was super sweet of her. Thanks, Lexy B Blair!)

I found a doctor who specialises in transgender care through my insurance and on September 6th, I started taking my HRT medications. After 5 weeks, I've seen slight (though not yet visible) breast tissue growth, skin softening, and thinning and softening of body hair. It's hard for me to gauge any emotional or psychological changes, since I was a very emotional person before HRT, lol. I guess I get angry way less often, but I also feel like this was true before I started HRT and has more to do with the relief I felt immediately after coming out that I was finally allowing myself to present female.

On October 13th, I got registered for laser hair removal, and I'll begin my first treatments in November! I'm so tired of shaving every day and having to use orange colour corrector and a full face of heavy foundation just to have a "natural" look. My facial hair comes in really dark, so no matter how close I shave, they leave behind a greenish undertone to my skin, which is why I need the colour corrector.

So, now what? We wait for the hormones to do their job. I probably won't notice any major changes until a year in, and the full effects could take 3-4 years. I asked my doctor about progesterone to help with breast development, and he wants to try it when I'm 6 months to a year in. Depending on how well that works, I may or may not eventually want breast augmentation.

Another procedure I'm definitely interested in is facial feminisation surgery. Because I went through a testosterone-based puberty during my adolescence, my jawline is very angular and I have a protruding brow bone compared to before I started puberty. HRT is supposed to help a little bit with rounding of the face via fat redistribution, but this won't be noticeable for at least a year. So, I suppose the plan will be to see how satisfied I am after the three year mark, and if not, look into getting the procedure.

And then, of course, there's the surgery that cispeople are most obsessed with: ✨vaginoplasty✨. Will I get it? First of all, if you don't already know this, please don't ever ask a trans person this question. As for me, I'm still conflicted. I don't believe in the concept of "completely transitioning" and don't think that genital surgery is a necessary step in a gender transition. I would be completely content keeping my genitals and would still feel as complete of a woman as any other. And yet, when it really comes down to it, I think I would still prefer a vagina to a penis if given the choice... which, I guess I have? But then, of course, there's the whole surgery itself, which is very extensive and scary, with a rough recovery. Plus the extensive dilations. Hmm, I just don't know about all that. If I did it, which I honestly don't think I will, I would want a very talented doctor who will perform a labiaplasty, clitoroplasty, and vaginoplasty, and who has multiple photographs of the results of former patients.

So, that's all, folks. If you're still reading this, thank you for listening to me overshare, lol.

#hrt update #mtf trans #trans #transgender #transfemme #transfem #trans woman #transgirl #trans positivity #vaginoplasty #gender affirming surgery #gender affirming care