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dreamsoffantasty · 9 months ago

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━━ ❀ Over the Moon Lyric Starters ❀ ( lyrical meme appreciation featuring songs from the album, please feel free to change the pronouns as you see fit ! some of the lyrics changed to fit better for RP purposes. )

On the Moon Above

❛ Long ago, an ancient story beautiful and kind Chang'e and a handsome man named Houyi were in love. ❜

❛ True love ? ❜ / ❛ True love. ❜

❛ But she took a magic potion giving immortality. ❜

❛ Then she floated leaving her true love and she waits for him on the moon above. ❜

❛ And that's where she waits now, on the moon with only jade rabbit to keep her company. ❜

❛ Houyi died here on Earth. ❜

❛ And when she cries her tears turn into stardust. ❜

❛ Longing, hoping for her one truе love… Now she waits for him on the moon abovе. ❜

❛ Forever. ❜

Mooncakes

❛ Stuff ! Roll! Press! Smack ! Sift the flour, let the eggs crack. Knead the dough on every hour, then we start it all again. Form the dough around the filling, brush with egg and please no spilling ! What a lovely gift they are ! ❜

❛ There's tradition in these mooncakes. ❜

❛ We make every one with care. Then we bake them full of fondness, sweetness lofting through the air. ❜

❛ There is magic in thеse mooncakes. ❜

❛ You can feel it all around, Mooncakes whеre the magic is found. ❜

❛ Each one holds a message from the moon above "Cherish life and everything you love". ❜

❛ Magic in these mooncakes, hidden in these mooncakes for you. ❜

❛ How the leaves are changing, soon the festival begins ! Such a special feeling ! ❜

❛ There are memories in these mooncakes, all these memories shared with you. All the stories that you told me, mother, make me think of you. ❜

❛ Magic in these memories forever I hold true. Mooncakes and the memories of you. ❜

Rocket to the Moon

❛ I look up in the heavens and I can see your face, your gentle eyes in moonlight, I feel your warm embrace. ❜

❛ We were the perfect family: Ba Ba, you, and me. ❜

❛ I never thought that he’d find someone new and not remember you. ❜

❛ Of all the tales you told me, Chang’e was what I loved. She lost her precious Hou Yi, then floated up above. She waits for him forever. ❜

❛ So Ba Ba – why can’t he ? ❜

❛ If I can prove to him hеr tale is true he’ll rеmember you. ❜

❛ Fly away - Chang’e, are you calling to me ? ❜

❛ Are you up there looking at me ? ❜

❛ Can you see what nobody sees ? ❜

❛ Can you hear my voice up on the moon ? ❜

❛ Wish I had the wings to take me high away, to a place where no one doubts me. ❜

❛ I’d walk on a lunar dune... Could I find a way to get there soon ? ❜

❛ Build a rocket to the moon. ❜

❛ I would fly beyond the stars to keep my family. ❜

❛ If I did, I’d show my father love lasts all eternity. ❜

❛ I would prove truth’s in the heart, not only what you see. ❜

❛ Could I discover a way to break through ? ❜

❛ What could a girl like me possibly do ? ❜

❛ Build me a rocket, imagine the view ! ❜

❛ Oh, how I want to… Fly away Chang’e I am coming to you ! ❜

❛ Ba Ba, I will prove it to you I’ll be free of all gravity. ❜

❛ Hey, Chang’e, I’m gonna be there soon In my rocket to the moon ! ❜

Rocket to the Moon (Reprise)

❛ Magnetic levitation, frictional cessation... That's the key F is force, of course and G is always gravity ! Power, lift, duration Gyronavigation... ❜

❛ The thrusters are starting, I'll be departing soon. ❜

❛ Candles make a paper lantern fly so tell me, why can't I ? ❜

❛ Astronauts they rise above the sea so why not me ? ❜

❛ With each piece the puzzle turns my hope into reality ! ❜

❛ I can have lift-off at one more degree. Countdown is starting and soon they will see I think I've got it, I'm going to be free ! ❜

Ultraluminary

❛ I'm the light every night in your world. Are you ready to watch me be legendary ? 'Cuz I'm... Ultraluminary. ❜

❛ You wish on me in my glitter light. First star you see tonight. So wish away, wish with all your might ! Upon this radiant sight. ❜

❛ The stars ignite they flame from dust, born out of gravity and force, they combust. ❜

❛ Though they try in rivalry, they'll never shine bright as me. ❜

❛ I'm the light every night in your world, you revel in the glory of my beauty. ❜

❛ Ready to watch me be legendary ? ❜

❛ 'Cuz I'm ultraluminary. ❜

❛ Thе cosmic shine of my fine display, can turn the night to day. ❜

❛ I hеar they say that the Milky Way can't help but envy me. ❜

❛ It was a desert on the moon when we arrived. ❜

❛ Gathering all of my tears, heartbreak, and sighs, Jade made a potion ignite and turned the night. To a radiant city of light, from tears I rise ! ❜

Hey Boy

❛ Welcome to my game - sweet Chin. ❜

❛ You think that you're so fast, well you better think again. ❜

❛ I'm the best, I'm the queen of Lunaria and my serve is spectacularia. ❜

❛ Oh Cho, another point for me ! ❜

❛ There's only one way out of this misery. ❜

❛ Poor Chin, I don't want a rift, but it's time for you to tell me the location of the gift ❜

❛ See I am a legend and I always win. ❜

❛ The stars in the cosmos they bow to my whim. ❜

❛ Come on Chin, I"m running out of time. I'll keep you here forever 'till you give me what is mine. ❜

❛ Hey boy, don't you hold back If you do betcha, queenie's gonna getcha ! ❜

❛ Hey boy, better talk soon or never leave the dark side of the moon. ❜

❛ Fei Fei is my sister and I think that she's the best. ❜

❛ I've got a super power - I'm a cut above the rest ! ❜

❛ She needs a picture that I'll prove you're real. ❜

❛ I'll break through walls and seal this deal I'll smash it, pop it, top it and in the end I'll win it ! ❜

❛ I'm losing my patience I've no time for this. ❜

❛ This little nuisance is mine to dismiss. ❜

❛ Fei Fei says I'm annoying and maybe that's a sign of another super power ! ❜

❛ This game is mine ❜

❛ I'm faster than a comet I'm a rocket through the galaxy. ❜

❛ You ain't catching me and soon I'll have that picture and your Houyi will just have to {pfft} ! ❜

❛ If you weren't so selfish he'd have immortality. ❜

❛ You will tell me what I need ! ❜

Wonderful

❛ Do you ever hug your scales ? Shake your tail and make a light show a dance of colors and hues - Well, I do. ❜

❛ Here, right before your eyes a bright kaleidoscope surprise ! No moment is the same and that is wonderful-ul ! ❜

❛ Here, right before your eyes A bright kaleidoscope surprise! No moment is the same and that is wonderful-ul. ❜

❛ Do you ever watch the earth ? Lounge around and see it floating a swirl of white clouds and blue - Well, I do.. ❜

❛ It changes everyday It spins and turns and twirls away It just keeps rollin' on. ❜

❛ Look at the world surrounding you ! All possibility, every moment we have is a chance at something nеw to glow, to grow. ❜

❛ Do you ever feel afraid ? Curl up when you arе hurting and hold your memories tight to you. Yeah, me too. ❜

❛ If you release the past, you'll move ahead and bloom at last. The heart grows and it knows you can glow. You're wonderful... ❜

Yours Forever (Reprise)

❛ Always and forever, in this heart of mine. ❜

❛ Longer than the heavens and the stars that shine. ❜

❛ I am yours, I am yours forever. ❜

Love Someone New

❛ I know you're feeling sadness I see it in your eyes, the pain is overwhelming… When a loved one dies. ❜

❛ But it's time for you to let go and set your heartache free. ❜

❛ For there's life that's waiting there for you. ❜

❛ If you can let love through. ❜

❛ If you can give love, you will find your family. ❜

❛ Though it may not be like it was before. ❜

❛ If you give love, you'll never lose love. ❜

❛ It only grows. ❜

❛ No need to build a rocket, for you can now be strong. The things that you've been searching for have been here all along. ❜

❛ Though it hurts to miss her, her spirit's always near. ❜

❛ So trust that she will always be with you and love someone new. ❜

❛ The gift is not the answer and you are not alone. ❜

❛ Love is all around you a love you've always known. ❜

❛ Though it hurts to miss him, his spirit's always near. ❜

❛ The heart grows and it knows you can love. ❜

❛ You're wonderful. ❜

#lyric starters #sentence starters #askbox meme #inbox memes #rp meme #meme resources #writing prompt

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miagwynwrites · 4 months ago

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Cosmic Love

Genre: fluff

CW: mentions of body image, chubby reader, depression

Length: 1k+

Summary: why would a gorgeous model want someone like you? Perhaps something magical happened in the cosmos

Pairings: meguro ren x female reader

A/N: hi :( I am sad so I want to write my blorbo making me feel better cause I don’t have an irl blorbo to make me feel better :,) 🦬

“Y/n are you still in the shower? I thought I heard the water running?” Ren asked on the other side of the door. No answer. “Are you alright y/n?” Again no answer. “I’m coming in.” You watched through the mirror as your gorgeously handsome boyfriend strolled into the bathroom wine glass in hand. Upon seeing your current state he placed his glass on the counter and stood by your side.

You stood on your towel naked, water dripping down your body, hair messy and soaked just standing there. You were again thinking about your body and how you thought it affected your relationship with your Meme.

“Y/n, my darling what’s wrong? You’ll catch a cold like this.” You just stood there saying nothing. You were afraid if you spoke up you would not only start crying but Ren would get annoyed with you. This has happened before whether you were eating or watching tv, hell it even happened when you two were making love, it ruined the rest of night and you slept on the couch cause you couldn’t face him in bed again.

“There’s something wrong with me.” You spoke at a low whisper tears forming on your waterline. Forget trying to hold anything back, you were so tired of feeling like this. Ren let out a sigh and you just looked away. He was annoyed, he had to be. You looked back and watched him grab a towel from the cupboard and walk back to you unfolding it and wrapping it around your body. It was warm considering you had been standing naked for at least half an hour shivering. You didn’t care though as you were having another depressive episode.

“Y/n you are allowed to feel like this. I know you have felt like this and I know it’s upsetting and hard but I am here for you.” You looked up at him through your wet strands of hair. He was so beautiful and so was his smile and it made a pit grow in your stomach.

“Why Meme? I just don’t understand why you would fall for me. We both know I’m constantly like this. I just wish I wasn’t at that supermarket that day and..” Ren grabbed your face between his hands and made you look up at him.

“Stop that. Stop saying hurtful things. Not only are you making yourself feel worse but you’re hurting my feelings too y/n.” Ren gently moved your wet hair away from your face so he could see your eyes. With his thumb he swiped at your tears running down your cheeks. “If I wouldn’t have met you that day things would be so different. I don’t know where I would be.”

You looked away again. How could you even look at someone so gorgeous and feel less than. “But you had a pretty co-star, I saw her. All your acting, you act with all these beautiful woman, don’t you feel something with them? Don’t you want to be with someone who makes you look good. You’re an actor and model Meme, why would you want to be seen out in public with someone like me?” You asked. You felt horrible constantly bringing this same question up but it was constantly on your mind and you just felt like he was acting like he loved you just to make you feel better, as if he was pulling a harmful prank.

“Do you even love me?” You hesitated to ask and when he just looked at you and his eyebrows did that thing you’ve seen him do in dramas before he gets angry you pulled away from his arms.

“Darling how could you ask that? Why would you ask that? Why would I spend all this time with you and treat you so well if I didn’t. Don’t walk away from me y/n.” You looked up through teary eyes trying to read his expression. His aura had change. He was slouched, his shoulders no longer up and back, his hands looked like they were shaking and he looked like he himself was going to cry. It was a while before he spoke, he was gentle with his words as he lowered himself to his knees. He grabbed your body and pulled you into him hugging you around the waist, his hand rubbing your lower back.

You just stood there feeling more horrible than before. Not only did you say things that hurt him but now you made him cry. You were a horrible girlfriend and he should break up with you at once.

“I’m so sorry you are feeling the way you do my love. I am so sorry you are struggling to be comfortable with your body. I wish you knew that everything I do for you and say to you is because I am genuinely in love with you. Nobody else has ever made me feel the way you do. From the moment I saw you at the supermarket, something about you I found so charming and beautiful and I just had to get to know you. That’s why I had one of my staff member’s give you my number and that’s why I arranged all those special meetings so I could get to know you. If I wasn’t interested in you..” he trailed off as he kept hugging you.

Pulling your hand out of your towel you placed it on top of his head and gently patted him. Maybe he didn’t need to read your mind, maybe in his own way he was able to make you feel better. Maybe the reason you two found each other had something to do with the cosmos, maybe the moon and stars were in the right position that night, maybe God himself pushed you two together, you didn’t know. The more Ren talked to you the better you felt.

He helped dry you off and after you got dressed he helped you dry your hair and brushed it out nicely for you and braided it for you. He was very good at styling hair, he helped a lot with his co-stars and it was just another talent of his. His words echoed in your head, “I would not waste my time with someone I didn’t like and with you I love all my time with you because I love you. I really do.”

“Darling,” you snapped out of your gaze as he held your arms at your sides. He gently rubbed up and down your arms, his hands were so nice and soft and warm. The way he looked at you with those puppy eyes, so full of happiness and love. It made you smile.

“Even if you were a worm I would love you. If you were any animal I would love you. If you were a spider and I was a fly, if I was a bee and you were a flower I’d love you. In any form, no matter what lifetime I would always find you and I would always love you.” His words were so beautiful and not like anything you had heard before it made you tear up out of happiness. Ren gently took your hands in his and rubbed his thumbs over your knuckles before bringing them up to his lips. They were soft and felt good on your skin. When he pulled away he stared at you lovingly.

“I hope those are happy tears?” He asked. You simply nodded and he pulled you into him, one arm wrapping around you while his other hand cupped your cheek. “Please if you ever feel down like this again, please don’t stand naked and wet. I don’t want you catching a cold and please just come to me and we can talk for as long as you want until you feel a little better okay? Promise me you won’t do this again. I was scared.” Ren said. He smiled at you and gave you a long kiss his thumb stroking the side of your cheek. When he pulled away you smiled at him.

“Meme what did I do to deserve you? I love you.” You said wanting to cry again. You just would never be able to believe that such a gorgeous model and famous actor would fall in love with you.

“I love you more darling. Shall we get out of here?” He picked up his wine glass and grabbed your hand leading you to the bedroom. “I’ll make you some tea and something warm to eat how does that sound? For my perfectly beautiful and kind girlfriend whom I simply adore inside and out from your soul down to your toes.”

“You’re drunk aren’t you?” You giggled.

“On the contrary I just poured this glass.” He let out a chuckle as you two walked down to the kitchen. You wished you could thank the moon and all the stars for having the perfect man pop out in front of you. If you had never run out of food you never would’ve met him.

#miagwynwrites.exe #snow man #meguro ren #snow man ren #snow man fanfics #snow man fanfiction #jpop fanfic #jpop fanfiction #fanfics #fanfiction #tw: body image #tw: depression

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ardenssolis · 2 years ago

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drabble meme; no longer accepting || @nvrcmplt

[ MORNING ]: sender wakes receiver up with sex. [ STRADDLE ]: sender sits in receivers lap to tease them. //Zateros

THE SUN ROSE SLOWLY as it always did – light trickling into bedchambers, chasing away the brilliant stars and the beauty of the night sky little by little. Normally during this time, Ramses would have awaken to meet with it; eyes trained outside the window as dark blue began to fade away into something that much brighter and vibrant, but this time he slept soundly.

The night previous had been one filled with passion, the echoes of it ringing throughout the room as skin met skin and heavy breaths a symphony of pleasure. Zateros always knew how to ignite his excitement and make him hunger for the feel of heated skin against his own without effort – her eyes, her very presence, beckoning to him and drowning all else until the only thing he could see, the only thing he cared about, was her and what she could offer to make his heart race. He had been thoroughly sated that night, as she had been from how quickly she had slept when it was all said and done. Thus, was it of little wonder that it was he who was pulled from Sleep’s embrace by her rather than Ra’s rising light.

❝You still have this much energy…?❞ His hands rested upon her thighs as she straddled him, teasing as hips moved, lower lips teasing against his growing erection. If he had been half-asleep, he certainly wasn’t now. What grogginess had dulled his senses was now gone in an instant, his lips curled into a lazy smirk. His hands tightened upon her, forcing Zateros to stay still so that he may offer his own teases; hips rising just a little – just enough for her to further feel his desire. ❝Everyone will hear you, you know,❞ he cooed, fingers digging into supple flesh of thighs. ❝I wonder if even Ra himself will hear your cries from this distance.❞ Though he could feel her shudder, could feel her try to move, he refused to allow it. ❝Good. I want the entirety of the kingdom to know that you are mine, Zateros.❞ That it was he who left her sated. That it was he who had her breathless, unable to move while she tried to come down from that euphoric high.

Without giving her a moment, he turned them both upon the bed until her back was pressed against it and his body hovered over hers. Fingers moved against his lover, teasingly brushing against Zatero’s clit, yet only enough to offer something before he carefully slipped his fingers into her, curling index and middle and moving slowly. As excited as they both were, he did not wish to hurt her due to recklessly moving forward. Fingers pushing down to the knuckles, he listened to her voice, pleased by the moans that were already beginning to slip past her lips. There wouldn’t need to be much preparation it seemed. Her body was ready for him if the wetness was anything to go by, such making him wonder if she had already seen to this before waking him. ❝Beautiful,❞ he mumbled, his eyes taking in her features – the pupils blown wide, the parted lips, and hooded gaze…

So beautiful.

Pulling his hand away, he slowly licked away what was on his fingers before reaching over to his stand to grab the oil that had been used the night before. Despite Zateros’ protestations and goading to continue, he ignored her. ❝Patience.❞ There was no rush. They had the entirety of this morning to themselves, and so he would make the most of it. After applying a generous amount of the liquid to his erection, he placed it back upon the stand, hands soon grasping Zateros’ thighs and tugging her closer so that the head of his erection rested right against her – so close, so ready to easily slip within. Parting her legs just a little more for him, his eyes narrowed – something akin to mischief and want present within that brilliant gold. ❝Sing as you did the night before, My Love.❞ He need not say this, for he knew that she would. She would sing and sing until the birds themselves greeted her in song.

He would make sure of it.

#nvrcmplt #;nvrcmplt : zateros #[SWEATS]#;nsfw #;nsft #answered #;;inbox #;ask reply meme #;v: gods walk among us

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othernaut · 1 year ago

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Pigeons are the common spirits, the anima of paving stones and clods of dirt, ecological backbones. They wear oil-slick rainbows at their throats, but you see too many rainbows and it just starts to look like something the sky does. They're the sand tracked in after a day at the beach. They're lost friends that steal our croissants because they never knew they were supposed to ask. Their women are autumn brides dressed in shed oak leaves and cloudfoam. Their careless children, left to roll in loose sticks on top of neon signs, are garbed in blue cotton-candy shells. They are coming to realize that their new purpose is to be predated upon, trodden upon. Time will tell whether they accept it.

Crows are tempter spirits, trickster spirits. They shouldn't speak, then they do; you expect them to speak, and they laugh. They pluck dimes out of your hands so you can't make subway fare. Their vengeance is communal and legendary. They dress the same in forests and cities, uncaring of convention, because they belong nowhere other than exactly where they are. They are omen, every part of them; to even see them is an omen. If you shoo them away, they'll disassemble your bike. They know enough to ask for bites of your breakfast burrito. They're becoming aware of the memes about them. They probably posted some.

Peregrines are red-clawed reminders that nature is beautiful and predatory and ineradicable and uncaring. They have adapted so well to our condominium landscape that we may as well have built it for them, but in their sharp-eyed dreamless empty minds it is questionable if they acknowledge us at all. They leave dual grey rainbows of pigeon wings and spotted gore on sidewalks as a reminder that something is hunting where you live and it is only a quirk of fortune that it isn't hunting you. Their vinyl shadows on skyscraper windows are a quizzical reinforcement of essential humanity - that these things which live in our nest do not care for us, but some part of us will care for them, enough, at times, to industrialize it.

Raccoons are worker spirits, threshold spirits, labor spirits. They work in shifts; they know the day of the week. They understand weekends, community, class warfare. They do their washing in downspouts; they nod to late-night travelers like shift workers clocking out and in. They will not reward you if you feed them except to bring more of themselves. Equal parts shifty, huggable, dangerous. You can imagine them making small talk at the gas station as they wait for your credit card to clear. The sounds their children make are innocence given voice, but this will not last until adulthood. They probably live under your porch.

There is a phylogenetic similarity between starlings and flower spirits. Delightful and delicate and temporary. You forget them the second they're gone, but there they are again, every spring.

Rats are rotten wishes. Turns out there is a vetting process for wishes, all of them made on stars, or birthday candles, or at 11:11, or when you scream through an underpass, or when you and a friend say the same thing at once. As a goodly amount of them were thought up in haste and would destroy either the world or the wisher, they're denied - but the wish has to go somewhere. It becomes a little laughing rat running through the gutter, cuddling with its family, remembering when it used to be an idle, doomed, wonderful hope for something better.

Carp are confused mud dragons who weren't supposed to be here but are doing the best they can. Koi are confused river dragons who are very aware they're not supposed to be here and are trying to charm their way out of their predicament. Zebra mussels were supposed to be one of those preliminary signs of the arrival of an apocalyptic god, but the god got bored and wandered off, and so they're just kind of here now, wondering what the hell.

The rabbits know it all, all of this, and they are so afraid.

Pigeons and crows are barely animals to me. They're like nature spirits for cities.

#city fauna #writing i guess #all the world a metaphor #even when you're just going out to get chips

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truearchangel · 1 month ago

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@ducktastic-dad. ❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜ meme tag [Requested Pre-Fall Lucifer. -> (INU): I gave it my best! If this does not work or I understood the prompt wrong, I'm very sorry. I ran off of my own HCs since you said most of them work for Lucifer/Samael!]

ㅤSamael is a strange character, this was something that everyone in Heaven agreed on though for varying reasons of course. Mostly it was agreed upon that the things he created were either strange or unwanted, sometimes both at the same time. Michael's opinion on that was that as long as his twin wasn't hurting anyone with the things he created, what was the problem? But of course, no one else could really see it that way. Believing it shameful to use his magic the way he did, not following the plans that their Father had strictly laid out.

ㅤMichael thought Samael was strange for the way he spoke or the way he saw things. Mostly this pertained to Eden of course, his view of the humans and the way that he watched them. The interest that he had taken in them that Michael simply couldn't understand. He saw them too, but he saw them more the way that they originally were. The clay dolls that simply weren't that interesting. That served no purpose to him other than the one that Father had said. To study and see if they were worth the effort, the magic, that they had poured into them.

ㅤSamael thought it was different though, he saw worth in them when no one else did and it had started a few arguments between them. Just a couple, ones that he shut down because he really didn't want to have them. Why fight over something that didn't matter anyway? No matter how Lucifer saw them, what Father wanted was what it would be. His plan was the Heavenly Order and whatever he wished for would be what they did. That would not change and Michael didn't want to fight over it.

ㅤAnd another part of him was desperately worried for the way Samael spoke about it.

ㅤHeaven forbid he do something reckless and dangerous with those thoughts.

ㅤThere was nothing in this world that Michael cared about more than Samael. For so long it was simply just the two of them and that bond that formed from that—inseparable was wording what they were lightly. They still shared a room, they still told each other everything (at least he thought so), and Michael could still read Samael like an open book. The same that his twin could do the same toward him. They were one in the same, they were two halves of the same star, and if his brother did do something dangerous? He honestly didn't know what he would do.

ㅤAnd that, perhaps, is what scares him the most.

ㅤLost in his internal ramblings he didn't notice when the door to their bedroom opened, or even finally the office door. He did hear when the papers on his desk were moved (or rather noticed it) and picked his head up to blink at the very center of his thoughts. Samael seemed in an odd mood was the first thing he noticed, the rather melancholy air about him but also the lack of the familiar smile on his usually bright and joyful face. Even the familiar bright colors of his cheeks seemed dimmer, something he only ever noticed after his twin had spent hours crying.

ㅤHis first instinct is to ask what's wrong, maybe even fetch the white blanket with the little clouds on it he had made ages ago along with the familiar stuffed duck. Before he can have the opportunity to do that though, he watches his brother nudge at the bottle of caught stardust on his desk and listened to him voice quietly a very weird question.

ㅤ❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜

ㅤOut of anything his twin could ask him, and there was a lot with the way things in Eden were going, this was not a question he ever thought would pass his lips. For one, they were both made at the beginning of the universe. God's first creations, designed to help him make everything else. To be an extension of himself more or less. It was in Michael's very name; who is like God. On another note, they were created at the same time, as just little bundles of stars, who had to find their footing, grow and understand themselves together.

ㅤThose were very early days, where everything as so new along with their own bodies they had to grow into. Michael doesn't—remember a lot, not even the feelings or sensations. When they got a bit older he remembers mostly following Samael around, or yanking his twin to him and trying to protect him. Michael caught onto flying first and when he tried to teach his twin—he can remember holding his hands, pulling him into the air and promising to not let him fall.

ㅤHe still holds those words very true to his heart. No matter what happens between the two of them, he promised Samael and himself that he would not let him fall. He wouldn't let anyone even himself knock him down so far that he doesn't know how to get back up. His brother might be an unconventional angel, he might have odd beliefs and dangerous thoughts sometimes, but he was still his twin.

ㅤAnd that bond meant the entire world to him.

ㅤ"I don't know if you're asking that metaphorically or literally, Sam." Michael finally replied, turning his gaze back down to the scroll he was reading through for Gabriel. A report on Eden, the irony of the coincidence is not lost on him. Given Samael's behavior, he came from there. "If your question is literally though, then no. I don't remember Father creating us or waking up and seeing you for the first time." A part of him is actually thankful he doesn't remember that, God is very intimidating.

ㅤFlicking his golden gaze up from the scroll he gave his twin a perplexed look, hesitation and more worry curling in the pit of his stomach. "Do you remember Father creating you?" He certainly hoped not. How painful was it to be created?

#ducktasticdad #○ — 「 asks 」 prayers answered.#○ — 「 verse 」 days of eden.

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the-ancient-magus · 4 years ago

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🧢 Childhood.

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕕𝕪

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🧢 Childhood.

The filly looks up at her father and the other Dusk Callers that he's arguing with. In her halo of orange magic, she carries several cushions and books. To say she was worried was one thing. He had promised, after all. Born under the Starry Skies had waited for almost a whole two moons to spend time with her father. He'd helped set the moon in motion like he'd promised, and now as he tried to take his leave, A Shower of Stars and A Midmorning Rainstorm were upset he was doing such. They had agreed two moons ago to this, and now they didn’t like it?

Born under the Starry Skies lowered the objects held in her magic, only to jolt at her father turning his voice to her. Her ears flick upright and she smiles meekly as he looks past his fellow Dusk Callers at his only child. The massive stallion regards his moon white filly and her held items and smiles softly, soothingly, to her.

"Go set up on the outcropping, Star. I will join you momentarily."

The filly nods her head vigorously before turning and cantering off, magic carried items floating after her. The outcropping showed off a great view of the fields at the base of the mountains, and the little pegasi township not too far away. It was a good place for relaxing. She couldn’t wait for The Moon’s Guide to join her! The unicorn was happy her father could still find time to spend with her, even during this busy time.

#Before the sisters We Raised the Moon and Sun {Past}#I can take it all BACK;; I never CARED about what you thought {Starry Skies}#We can CHANGE;; NIGHT into DAY {The Moon’s Guide} [Dream Seer]#Wish upon a Shooting Star {The Moon's Guide} [Dream Seer]#Answers given in the light {Ask Meme Answer}

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lyssasdrafts · 3 years ago

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THE GUY THAT I’D KINDA BE INTO !

synopsis: suna wants to confess to you, he really does. wants to finally get off his chest how much he wished you two were more than just ‘best friends’ for all these years. but what happens when a certain ex, sakusa kiyoomi, finds his way back into your life?

chapter five

MASTERLIST. next

NOTES

the conversation with y/n and sakusa was lowkey vv awkward for both of them the whole time

the pic from rin’s spam with the volleyball lmao, he prob keeps a lot of volleyball memes on his phone tho

although they all bully each other a lot, we all know that the twins are rlly protective of y/n and care abt them a lot

TAGLIST

@kozuken-ma @rintarovibes @darlingimawitch @coconut-dreamz @eitaababe @markeu-lii @erinoikawa @littlemochi @ghostlyarcanum @whorefornoodles @hard-to-get-by-just-upon-smile @stars-in-line @blueowl51 @kac-chowsballs @suzuyamitsuki @kageyamas-whore @witcherydotcom @kind-lost-soul @sleepy-suga

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byulsgrease · 4 years ago

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if you arent too busy, can you write a idol!hwasa x idol!reader, wherein they both have to practice with each other for a special stage. However on the first meeting they become starstruck and cant believe somethings are real, but soon warm up to each other?

i'm not terribly busy but this still took a while anyway oops - sorry this took so long anon! here you go :D

if anyone has requests for the other members hmu cuz I've got 2 more hyejin reqs after this one (not that I'm complaining)

"who says we can't do something on our own?"

(hwasa x idol!reader, ~1.2k words)

cw: food + alcohol mention (y'all know how it is)

I named someone Minjeong - it's not Aespa's Winter, idk anything about 4th gen gg's - 민정 is my Korean name so it's just what came to mind

"Hey, wake up. You've gotta see this. GET UP," a voice piercing through the fog of your sleep.

What a rude awakening. Your shoulders being shaken vigorously by a pair of small hands meant they belonged to none other than Minjeong, your youngest group member. You rolled over to glare menacingly at her with one eye open, trying to pull your brain out of the slumber. All you could see was the bright light of her phone shining in your eyes - a video of some kind. But then you heard the audio:

"Have you seen the clip?" asked the interviewer.

"Yes, my members and many MooMoos made sure I saw it"— Moos? Oh, it's Hwasa. WAIT. Both your eyes flew open as you sat up and snatched Jeongie's phone out of her hand to stare at the video. Your mind immediately flashed back to the interview you did last week - they asked who you most wanted to collaborate with, if there were no limitations. Your ears started to heat up at the sheer thought of the flustered mess of an answer you gave - of course you said Hwasa. Both of you debuted relatively close to each other, within a year, but never interacted much over the years. Mamamoo as a group was a force to be reckoned with, but there was just something about Hwasa specifically. You mostly just admired her unique singing voice and undeniable stage presence, and her relentless drive to always be herself in an industry constantly trying to fit women into a box.

Finally snapping out of re-living that embarrassment, your attention turned back to the phone in your hand. The interviewer must've asked her to send a message in response to you, because you couldn't believe that she was waving and saying, "How haven't we gotten to know each other better over all these years? I'd love to work with you on something sometime," curtly dipping her head in a slight bow.

"SEE? You needed to see that," Minjeong rushed to say, full of energy. "And close your mouth, your jaw's on the floor," jokingly pointing.

You side-eyed her and shut your mouth. "Is this what Loco felt like when she called him during Hyena on the Keyboard?" you wondered aloud.

"At least she's not calling you while on camera," she commented, knowing full well that you'd probably embarrass yourself again if she did. "But hey, at least she noticed you! Can I have my phone back now?" It would be a dream come true to collaborate with her, but cross-company collabs... always a pain. that couldn't be helped. The fantasy abruptly ended with demands from your rumbling stomach. Done with your what-if's, you placed the phone back in your maknae's outstretched hand to get up and make breakfast.

~~~~

With award show season rolling around, the crazy scramble of rehearsing for special live stages without leaking sets and collabs began. Checking your email that morning showed a schedule to record the backing track for a special live stage, but that was it. With who? You texted your members a screenshot, but they all told you that block of time in their schedule was empty. A solo stage? The solo mini-album you released this cycle did relatively well, the title track got a music show win, but not a multi-week chart-topper by any means. Possibilities turning over in your mind, you stepped out from your place to head to the company, totally in the dark about what was in store.

The recording studio always smelled the same along with the couches, a comfort for all the insanely long nights and crack-of-dawn early mornings over the years. With a bit of time to kill, you plopped down on one and gingerly patted the worn cushions as some kind of symbolic thank-you for supporting you (literally).

A hesitant but loud knock sent your gaze directly to the door. Watching it slowly open, you leaned forward to see who it was. Needless to say, your jaw fell to the floor again as you clapped a hand over your gaping mouth, eyes widening. Like a soldier obeying a command, you immediately stood up as straight as possible and bowed profusely at Hwasa, sporting a very similar expression on her face (which you failed to notice, your mind running a million miles a minute).

After a series of frantic bows and miscellaneous utterances to each other, she spoke. "It's nice to finally meet you," she said with calm, surveying your frenzied state. "I guess we're granting that collab wish from your interview, huh?"

The red-hot embarrassment leapt to your face. "I...I definitely made a fool of myself answering that question. And our maknae showed me your interview clip too, which was cool, but never did I think it would actually happen," you stammered. I should probably stop talking.

"Well, here I am," she half-smiled coolly. "Let's get started, I'm really looking forward to finally work with you on this," a gleam in her eye and a hint of excitement in her voice.

The studio suddenly felt a lot smaller with her in it, despite there only being your managers, the producer, and the both of you - less people than you and your members alone. Both of you remained relatively quiet the whole time, rather unsure of what to say or talk about. You watched enough MMMTV to know that all the members on their own were shyer than together, and Hwasa knew the same was true for you. But the work basically took care of itself, seamlessly taking turns in the recording booth, witnessing each other's work style and process. The both of you knew your way in front of a mic, seasoned professionals by now. Upon wrapping up, you bowed politely to each other after a quick exchange of KaTalk info, a short and sweet goodbye.

That was... anticlimactic. I mean, it's finally happening - I can't believe it. But maybe I was too idealistic about maybe creating a meaningful relationship with her outside of work... What does she think of me?

~~~~

In the days leading up to the collab stage, you kept going back and forth on whether to reach out or not, despite now being in possession of her contact info. What would you even say? Thoughts of a witty one-liner or relatable meme came to mind, but maybe she'd assume the worst - that you were clout-chasing, or something. Anxieties abuzz, your phone vibrated in your pocket. The KaTalk notification sprawled across your screen. Speak of the devil, it's her.

"Hey, awards season has me stressed. I know you must pretty busy right now too, but I somehow get off early tomorrow if you wanna grab dinner after work?" You had to reread that one. Oh, what? She's inviting me?

Trying not to be weird about responding too quickly, you typed out, "Wow, yeah, that sounds great! ^^ wait, your company doesn't care about you going out to eat during award season?"

"nah, they stopped having that kind of control over us a while ago, we are the money-maker of the company, after all 😏"

"so I guess this means they don't check your phone either ㅋㅋㅋ"

"nope :)"

You proceeded to set a time and place to meet, someplace with meat.

In the process of feasting on an inordinate amount of gopchang imbued with a splash of beer, you learned a fair amount about each other. You talked career, professional aspirations, the weird habits of your members, and more. What surprised you most was the amount of things she already knew about you, having admitted to watching some of your behind-the-scenes content after seeing your interview clip.

"Ah... I'm sorry if I came across as distant during that first recording session," she confessed, pausing to sip her beer. "I honestly didn't know what to do with myself, I felt a little star-struck."

"Oh what?? I felt the exact same, so no worries - and sorry if I came off similarly distant," you rambled back. A bit of silence fell between you, acknowledging the mutual sentiment. You spoke up after a bit, "Thanks for inviting me out tonight, I didn't realize how much I needed this."

"Thank you for making the time, I had fun getting to know you better," she articulated with a smile. "Maybe it'll make the collab stage better," she added on jokingly. You responded with a nod and expression of mutual affirmation.

~~~~

After that, messaging each other became a regular occurrence, that gopchang outing having broken the ice. Honestly, you tried your best to talk about anything besides work, but the baseline of shared understanding connected you in a way that came more naturally than it did with your non idol friends.

You stood across the way from her at the sound check for the final stage, dressed in joggers and slides. Funny to think that you'd be recording this for real in a couple hours, making eyes with the blinking red light on the cameras surrounding you. It sucks that fans wouldn't get to experience the energy and atmosphere of the performance - Hyejin alone is one thing, but adding someone else into her stage presence? Unmatched. There's nothing quite like a live performance - and while you knew everyone in the industry dealt with the consequences of the pandemic, it certainly took a toll to perform and not feel the energy from fans. But realistically, nothing you could do about it. The sound check went over smooth like butter. The stage chemistry came flowing naturally between you both, even when bare-faced and dressed in just sweats.

And when the time came for the actual filming, you both absolutely killed it, an upbeat mash-up of TWIT and your title track. At the very end came a sliver of hesitation before throwing your arms around each other with a big smile for the ending fairy, proud of the work you accomplished together, and a mental fist-pump to yourself for making friends with one of the industry's finest.

Once again walking to a restaurant that served mostly meat to celebrate, you playfully proposed, "We... should do that again sometime." A little puff of air came out her nose in amusement.

"Yeah, we should. Too bad we're gonna have to wait a whole cycle before we can release anything else together again," she sighed longingly.

"Who says we can't do something on our own?"

#did not know how to end oops #mamamoo x reader #hwasa x reader #mamamoo hwasa #ahn hyejin #hwasa fanfic #hwasa imagines #hwasa #mamamoo fic #mamamoo imagines #mamamoo scenarios #girl group fanfic #girl group imagines #girl group scenarios #kpop #kpop fic #gg fic #gg fanfic #requested

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kitkatt0430 · 2 years ago

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For any combination of the ask games you've reblogged recently: EoWells, Hartley, Cisco, Savitar, Olivarry, and [your free choice]! :) ♡

EoWells:

Since I got a separate ask for Eobard and the Unhinged Bingo, I'll just do the word association meme for him here.

So, S1 EoWells is my favorite. He's such an arrogant, self centered character loaded with genius and hubris and charisma and I really enjoy him. He's a horrible person that I really enjoy disliking. Sometimes bad guys are just fun to hate? That's Eobard.

That said, by the time S8 rolled around I was kinda tired of him popping up like a jack in the box. He's overused and no longer the crafty, charismatic chess player he used to be. He brute forces where he used to finesse and it's made him boring. Predictable. There's a way to do a character who survives certain death with no explanation - see The Master from Doctor Who - where the lack of explanation is part of the character's villainous charm. But having Eobard suffer what amounts to a prolonged villainous breakdown is really just not it.

(putting the rest under the cut)

Hartley:

Since I already did the word association for Hartley, he just gets the bingo card. :D

Hartley's got parent issues. He's got ex-boyfriend screwed him over and nearly blew up the city issues. He's got can't-stop-pulling-Cisco's-pigtails issues. He's got sooo many issues. And I adore him, he's so fun. Does he want a enby she/they aroace sibling? Because I would happily be that person.

That said, he's totally unhinged when he first shows up. Taking out his anger at Harrison on Barry because, as far as he can tell, Barry is the person who now means the most to Harrison. Possibly Harrison's new boytoy even. It's not rational - and it's a bit annoying, really - but it makes sense that he's striking back at his ex by trying to take away the only thing his ex seems to actually care about. One day I'm gonna write a fic about Hartley going to Barry to turn him against Wells and it'll probably wind up being PiperFlash. But, anyway, Hartley clearly needs help working out his anger issues and his fear of abandonment - instilled by his parents, preyed upon by Eobard, exacerbated unwittingly by Cisco as the 'favored' child if you assume Hartley's relationship with Eobard had some daddy issues sprinkled in there too...

I wish the show would just let him actually keep his damn happy ending. S1, he becomes the only person to successfully escape from STAR Labs on his own and rides off into the sunset probably singing 'I've got no fucks to give'. S2 retcons that and makes him now an ally of Team Flash, lets him be the big damn hero who rescues Barry from a Time Wraith, and then gives him a happy reunion with his parents who've realized they were assholes and un-disowned him. Then the writers forgot about him until S6 where they took away his S2 triumphs and Time Flash ally status to make him a sad jewel thief whose boyfriend is sleeping beauty. Then Hartley gets to... save Barry and be reunited with his sexy lamp boyfriend who awakens like magic due to Hartley's good deeds. And based on the trailers for S9 it looks like they're dragging Hartley out of mothballs and not bringing the sexy lamp boyfriend with him too. (Could be mistaken, but Hartley's clearly in dramatic anguish mode about something.) Show writers???? Just let him keep some kind of happiness!!!!!!

Cisco:

Time for both games!!!

My Preciousesssss...

Would now be a good time to mention I can do a muppety voice impression that sounds very similar to Smeagol? :D I mean, I've got a friend who can do much better, but mine is quite decent.

Anyway, Cisco is adorable and precious and while I'm sorry he left the show because there was no heart left in the show afterwards and it was painfully evident that without him they're coworkers, not friends... I'm glad he left the show before they could do something awful like fridge Kamilla or something equally bad, bad, bad. I mean, they fridged his ex after they broke up and they dramatically killed off Frost (I wouldn't say they fridged her, which kinda amuses me while still annoying me that she got killed at all), not to forget what happened to Dante. They dropped a bus on him. (metaphorically) So while I'd love to have Cisco back in the final season, I'm also just kinda frantically hoping they don't bring him back to do something awful to him again because they would.

I don't think Cisco's issues with his parents were ever resolved. They were just kind of handwaved under a rug and then everyone whistled innocently and didn't look directly at the Ramon family issues ever again. That said, he did actually go to therapy after Dante died and it did apparently help him. He's the only one to have a.) gone to therapy and b.) taken it seriously. (looking directly at the S4 couples counseling plotline)

Of course, I'm a fanfic writer. So he's my precious and I must torment him and obviously I torture him better than canon. :P

... I also give him plenty of fluff, so it evens out in the end.

Savitar:

Barry's not really his dad, but I count it. Savitar has daddy issues about Barry. (One could argue by the same logic that his issues with Iris are mommy issues. He wants to kill Iris in the way his mother was killed... but I'm leaving that off the card)

So Barry going evil is a fun concept and it is from the comics - see the Future Flash, which Savitar even references in the show. But Savitar existing because of Flashpoint never really made any sense whatsoever and if they were gonna explore evil Barry then I still think it would have made more sense for him to have been the Barry from the timeline Eobard erased that lead to S1 in the first place. Savitar was an interesting idea with poor execution suffering from internalized self-hatred over killing Iris/being destined to kill Iris and similarly internalized ableism over his facial scars. Would not be surprised if Savitar saw himself in the mirror for the first time and went 'ah yes, clearly I am the evil one - see my scars of evil'. Barry's just that kind of idiot, really.

As a third act speedster villain following two speedster villains, Savitar never stood a chance of being a big fan favorite villain. His tricks were tired already and everyone wanted something new - he was not it. He couldn't live up to Eobard's charisma or Zoom's air of menace.

And while the question of whether or not Team Flash's treatment of him in the future is directly responsible for him turning evil is an interesting question - one echoed by their present day treatment of Killer Frost in that season (treat someone like they're already evil and they start to wonder if they really are just inherently evil after all) - the text never addresses that issue at all, so it comes off as a boring 'Savitar is evil because he's Savitar' circular logic thing. He could have been an interesting ethics question but, well... I don't think the show writers ever took an ethics course in their life given the final episode of the Armageddon arc. So perhaps it's for the best that we didn't get that story.

Olivarry:

Oooh, a ship :D

What made you ship it?

When Barry is first introduced on the Arrow, he has such a crush on Oliver. It's ridiculously adorable. He's just quietly fanboying over Oliver's arms and the penetrative power of Oliver's arrows. (There are some things that neither he, nor Felicity, should be allowed to live down regardless of who said what. And, quite frankly, their nervous babble feeds off one another, so Barry deserves to suffer for Felicity's comment as much as she does.)

And when Barry shows up to ask for Oliver's opinion on what to do with his shiny new powers - to vigilante, or not to vigilante, that is the question - Oliver's pretty clearly awed by Barry's abilities and shows off a little. So I'd say that crush is pretty mutual. (They're idiots to lovers, your honor.)

What are your favorite things about the ship?

There's this camaraderie and trust between them that they struggle to have with other characters. Oliver turns to Barry for help for things he doesn't trust the rest of his team with. Barry turns to Oliver when he comes up against bad guys he doesn't know how to deal with. They relax around each other and play fight and are just adorable.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I kinda wish we could have gotten the canonical comics relationship between Barry and Oliver. But that would have meant having the actual Oliver Queen of the comics and not Batman-lite with a Green Arrow veneer.

Comics Ollie and Barry do not get along. At all. They loathe each other, it's hilarious and I love it. Would it have worked as an introduction for Barry to establish mutual loathing between them? No, not really. So I am glad we got the bright eyed hero worshiping oblivious bi with a crush Barry intro that we did, but... alas, what could have been. (No idea if this is actually an unpopular opinion or not.)

Now for my wildcard... I think I'll go with...

Barrisco:

What made you ship it?

These two just click. Instantly. They get each other like no other. Some of the biggest appeal of S1 is in their friendship. They are the OG Team Flash. Just the two of them, fighting crime on the down low and avoiding the judgy gazes of EoWells and Caitlin. They're touchy feely and unashamed to hug one another and just...

I have a sudden need to write a Barrisco fic where Cisco teasingly calls Barry his potato as a pet name. In Spanish. So Barry, who canonically understands neither Spanish nor French, is suspicious but cannot be certain what his adorable BF is calling him a potato. (The jump to this made sense in my mind, but that's probably ADHD brain at work.)

What are your favorite things about the ship?

They're so often on the same wavelength. Barry's in awe of Cisco's inventions, Cisco adores Barry unashamedly. They make each other feel safer. They feel comfortable being dorky and nerdy around each other. They just accept each other as they are.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

i don't really think I do?

#kitkatt0430 answers #ship ask meme #character ask game #character ask meme #unhinged character bingo

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teacupfulofstarshine · 4 years ago

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you're the pink in my cheeks (i'm a little bit soft)

summary: "and i know we'll never grow old together / cause you'll never grow old to me / you're the pink in my cheeks / and i love that it means i'm a little bit soft / you're the pink in my cheeks / and i love that it means i'm a little bit soft"

- "monster," marceline (adventure time)

(OR: 5.4k of soft domestic lesbian!analogical, featuring lesbian!moceit, trans male!remus, trans female!roman, and Gay Shenanigans)

a/n: huge thank you to dandie for beta'ing this fic!

i just wanted to write wlw is that so wrong of me? no. no it is not.

CW: alcohol mentions, a few sex jokes, swearing, one implied instance of potential sexual activity (although it doesn't go any farther than making out; if you want to skip that part, skip the section that starts with "Did you get the right kind of popcorn?")

word count: ~5.4k

read it on ao3!!

“I think I may be going insane,” Logan says, squinting at her laptop screen. Virginia, hanging upside-down in the armchair, looks up from her phone and blinks.

“And why is that?”

“Because I am starting to agree with Rosie’s anti-Florida agenda.”

“I didn’t realize that there was an anti-Florida agenda.”

“Rosie has one, and I have always thought it facetious. However, if this laboratory does not start sending me my requested samples and information in a timely manner, I will be forced to concede that Rosie may have . . . a point.”

“You, agreeing with a lit major? I never thought I’d see the day,” Virginia teases. Logan initially resists the urge to stick her tongue out or flip Virginia off, because that would be childish, but then she remembers that Virginia does not care about her childishness, so she sticks her tongue out. Virginia snorts with laughter, and Logan feels warm, fizzy pop-rocks bursting in her chest.

Her phone buzzes next to her, and she picks it up. There’s a new message blinking for her attention on the screen.