#-use my hands. period. and happened to be drawing while doing so. like we also all learned to write. u know?

[kyri45]

✨SBP: Second Star Q&A! 20/05✨

Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU Spin Off! If it’s not answered here, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

@autism-autobot ha chiesto: Weird 3 AM question for you: Do the stone monkeys have belly buttons? They came from eggs, so they might not but they may have been magically connected to something or someone, so...? Bellybuttons? Sorry if this is weird, my brain has been thrown for a loop lately.

They don't

@fake-anjel ha chiesto: Kyri, I remember you liked to draw Nezha a lot (don't blame you I have a literal list of logical explanations of why he's so drawable) But I've been wanting to ask you, how you think about baby/child Nezha? Since that in the legends he's a child god, Pluss in his old movie he died and stayed in the form of a child so I believe much in the theory that he's stuck in the age of six (when he died and came back to life) forever, both mentally and physically and uses glamour to age up so people take him more seriously I want to know if you also head cannon that theory ? (just pure curiosity)

There's a lot of different version, it's interesting to see that in LMK he's kind of an adult, I like to think he did grow up a little during the millenia, or that his outer appearance reflects his mental age, so in the years he was forced to "grow up" after his father became the pagoda wielder, and so he also reflect the age he must follow to be taken seriously by his father

@elianaroselight ha chiesto: It's wild to think how long Wukong and Macaque had been gestating their little girl. They went into meditation at month 9 and meditated for 11 more. That is 20 months! Almost 2 years!

if you think about it Nezha mother's gestation period was 3 years, so they got even lucky with that.

@straightally2001 ha chiesto: I'm curious, is the baby gonna grow differently than MK. Is she gonna be a toddler longer than MK was?

yes, just a bit longer, not that much.

@the-ninja-girl-in-blue ha chiesto: Are we going to eventually find out what the baby’s name is going to be or is she not gonna have a name at all? I’m not asking for what her name is now I’m asking if we’re going to ever find out what it is or if she’s gonna have one.

yes, at the end of the spin-off

@wintzrr ha chiesto: Dumb quesiton 💔 I forgot where but i read that your gonna make 3 spin-offs of the bio parents au, just by curiously… Is one of them about spicynoodles.. I say with a hidden folder pure spicynoodles fanart from your fanfic. ON MY HANDS AND KNEES I NEED TO KNOW. ALSO I LOVE YOU ART SO MUCH OH MY GAWDD.

no

@writingamongther0ses ha chiesto: Random thought- Pigsy: *opening the shop* *monkey noise* Pigsy: *turns head* Child: *sitting calmly next to the door* Pigsy: "..." Child: "..." Pigsy: "Tannnng...it happened again!"

LMAO

@selfdestructivecat ha chiesto: OMG SHADOW POWERS!!! I’m sure that’s not gonna give the parents any heart attacks lmao I’m curious if this is why Mac’s shadow powers were going haywire while they were feeding the baby their power, while Wukong’s were greatly weakened? And if this was also why Mac seemed to be more drained by the process than Wukong, at least at first?

A little, but mostly because he died once so he's weaker

@twilight-bai-he ha chiesto: I just realized something so you know That MK and Wukong can shrink so Red son and Macaque can have a tiny pocket husband/boyfriend

This is a very important information, thank you for sticking this image in my head.

@michigo-eevee-trainer ha chiesto: For the Bio Parents AU, I do have one question. If MK had used his energy to help the child grow, would that help or hurt the child? I mean I know it needed energy from it's parents in order to grow but MK is their brother. So wouldn't that work too? Though it would drain MK badly as well so maybe it wouldn't be a good thing.

It wouldn't have hurt it, but he would have needed to be part of the ritual as well and having to be connected to them as well during the gestation period.

@lizislife ha chiesto: Will we ever see macaque truly get mad?

maybe

@coolshadowkiller99 ha chiesto: Hey. I have a question. I know a lot of people make Mac and iron fan sworn siblings like wukong n dbk but are yours? Like wine auntie pif? Also I just want to hold bby mk and the shimians and everyone like burgers cause they're so adorable! I love them! I wish they could meet my oc Alix and alis.

yes she's wine aunt

@emptystarhead733 ha chiesto: Yello. I wanted ta ask since I love your art. Would Wukong throw her, for funsies, thinking she'll just teleport back, but when she doesn't Macaque catches her, scolding Wukong for it????

that's more of macaque honestly

@imafluffycupcakey ha chiesto: Will we see the baby all grown up? By the end of the spin-off? Maybe? Pretty please?

nope

@s-p-r-i-n-g-t-i-m-e ha chiesto: what’s the baby’s relationship to Tang and Pigsy exactly? :0 uncles? stepdads? dads in law? brother’s dads? also why are Wukong and Mac so tired, baby seems pretty chill? esp. since she’s already 3ish, only cries when overwhelmed by people. is it the stress of a toddler that can portal around so they always gotta find her? she’s def not as active as baby MK lmao

they are both uncles. Pigsy is also the godfather

@drpepperlover545 ha chiesto: this is a joke question but, will she get free noodles for life?

obviously

@monika-396 ha chiesto: Is Xiaotian gonna cut his hair now that his parents are back and his baby sister is here?

it's funnier if he doesn't

I have two question(I’m sorry if it’s too much😔) 1.)Would the baby be immortal just like her fathers, or they would have to do something to make her immortal? 2.)Is there a chance that you would make another spin-off that would focus on her life? (BTW I LOVE YOUR LATEST CHAPTER🤍🤍)

They aren't 100% immortal like wukong or macaque. They can perfectly become in some way immortal like Wukong did with his 72 transformations, and she does age more slowly by default

@vivian-adhd-core ha chiesto: So iI'm after my final exams (math went bad) and the bby made my absolute day. So I wanted to ask if it's okay that I make an AU of my main Oc being her auntie? (I hc my OC as Macaques younger sister. Also I will draw stuff once I ain't grounded!) Amaizing design, love it, keep up the good job and stay safe! 💖

As long as you tag me

@astro-nomaly ha chiesto: Can I ask why the baby has that weird blank spot in her face marking? She was literally just born so it’s not a scar, so what’s going on there? Ignore me if this is somehow a spoiler lol

birthmark

@keykittygirl ha chiesto: Since you said that ne zha will be in the baby shower, I'm just curious like will he actually gonna get his own clothes changing stuff XD I mean like we have seen how the other characters got a different clothes, meanwhile the poor lotus boyo only have his armor

he mostly wear his armor cause he's able to visit between his work shifts

@astro-lmk-enjoyer ha chiesto: You think DBK picks Red Son up by the scruff of his neck like a mother cat?

sure, why not

@epicloversposts ha chiesto: Hiya! Just a little question about Wukongs and Mk's apparently shared weakness,how would red son react to finding out about Mk's weakness, would red son be flustered or would red son be devious and use it against mk to courtnap him?

i mean they already cournapped the other so- i guess only for teasing him

@autism-autobot ha chiesto: Does Mamacaque get Mother's Day while everyone else has to share Father's Day? How do they do?

he gets both

@neptune-nova ha chiesto: Would you ever make a spicynoodles comic? Just curious lol

unlikely. I have so many other comics I wanna do first.

[slayerkitty]

The Unofficial TaUs Timeline

(as written to the best of our knowledge by @blu-eyed-demon and myself. Disclaimer: The dates and events are to the best of our recollection and memory. If they are not 100% accurate or in exact chronological order, please forgive us as the bulk of this was written until the wee hours one night on a whim and stuff started to run together.)

When things first started happening, I hadn't been dragged into this, but @blu-eyed-demon is a big BOC fan, so they were paying some attention.

Ta, Us, and 2J start attending events as a trio throughout Summer 2024

August 31st, 2024: BOC announces that Us' contract has expired, 2J's (his KP partner) would be ending Oct 31st, 2024.

Fall 2024, exact date unknown: Copper (Ta's partner from DFF), departs for the UK for school (unofficially splitting their pairing).

Fans start assuming that when 2J's contact ended, he and Us would maybe sign somewhere else as a pair - but practically the second 2J's contract ends, he joined the cast of Lover Merman and immediately started sailing his new ship.

(this is around when I came into the picture, @blu-eyed-demon messaged me and was like, "Ta and Us are doing things, it feels weird, you know more about BL branded pair marketing than I do, is this weird? YES, IT WAS WEIRD.)

Ta and Us' social media started to feature each other a lot at this point (road trips - they went to the Heart Burger restaurant!, photoshoots, and even meals in Us' car at Us' families coffee shop).

ChalarmJames posted a clip of a workshop, where James was lying his head on Chalarm's lap and then the camera pans over and the joke was that he was mocking Us, who had his head in Ta's lap! (still no idea WHY these four were workshopping together)

In another workshop around the same time, TaUs posted IG pics/clip of them drawing on each other's hands and feet (FEET!)

The BOC Halloween party had a drunken revelation about two of the actors confirming they were a couple - two pairs were speculated: PongTong or TaUs (it ended up being PongTong and we all saw how that went, yikes).

During this period there was a noticeable uptick in their skinship, closeness, and even sniff kisses.

More surprising IG stories followed: Ta and Us did a week long training with a real class of recruits at a police academy (STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT THIS IS FOR EITHER AND IT'S DRIVING ME INSANE).

Love is Like a Bike press conference was announced in early November 2024, Ta and Us are confirmed to be attending the press conference.

The press conference to officially announce the cast was held on November 24th, 2024 and Ta was slated to play one half of a secondary pairing in the show… BUT NOT WITH US. While Us was in the show, Ta was actually paired with another actor named Nanon (I'm going to be so real, I do not remember this guy's name)

(At this point, I told @blu-eyed-demon I had no idea what the fuck TaUs were doing. If they had been paired for the Bike BL, then I would have said "oh, they were soft launching, makes sense". BUT THEY WEREN'T. So my other thought was "well, fuck me, maybe they're dating, idek?")

Heading into December 2024, Toey (Ta's sibling, who just made a movie with Fourth from GMMtv), started attending events with TaUs.

There was an awards show (I can't even begin to remember which one ooops), where the cast of the Bike BL attended. Ta took ONE pic with Nanon and spent the rest of the time with Us and Toey.

(This is the second and last time we saw Ta and Nanon interact publicly, EVER)

BOC's NYE countdown party brought more fun: Ta took one pic with Copper (who was home for the holidays) and spent the entire night with Us, WHO WASN'T EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE THERE, HE CAME AS TA'S +1). They were caught sharing drinks, holding hands, hugging, and at least one sniff kiss.

They did a joint Chinese New Year photoshoot, where Ta was sitting on a throne and Us was perched on the arm next to him (it read very, very couple-y, imo).

Also for Chinese NY, they visited 9 temples together as part of Buddhist practices (accompanied by Toey).

On Valentine's Day 2025, they released a tiktok where they danced together to "How Deep is Your Love"

Us brought Ta a cake at Ta's birthday event in February 2025 (and Ta gave him a special cupcake of his own).

One of the road trips they had taken was filmed for Tong's (former KP castmate) you tube channel and dropped in March 2025. There was a "hickey" discussion back when it was filmed because pics of Ta had some questionable marks. Ta said it was from "playing airsoft." (Sure, Jan)

March 1st, 2025: Ta's contract ended with BOC. Ta, Us, and Toey all confirmed they were under the same management, Bright Venture Artists.

Either in March or April 2025, TaUs did their first joint interview. It was poorly subbed, but we were able to glean that they considered themselves a pair (unclear in what capacity) and they had future upcoming plans. They also promised that they would have a Big Announcement ‘sometime soon’ but couldn’t even give hints.

Other things learned during this interview: since DFF, Us does Ta's make up. He doesn't have a make up artist. Also, they use Guu/Mueng pronouns for themselves/each other (both of which are considered vulgar and offensive unless you are extremely close).

After Songkran, things went quiet. Love is Like a Bike had released schedules for workshopping, costume fitting, script read throughs but according to social media, nothing seemed to be happening. Everything was suddenly very hush-hush for no apparent reason. 

TaUs attended the KP reunion (via Jeff) together

May 14th, 2025: the Bike BL IG makes a huge casting announcement. Nanon was no longer with the show and his character would now be played by Us.

And that is the timeline of how TaUs became a branded pair in the most ass backwards way possible (and the six months of insanity, frustration, and cage rattling that @blu-eyed-demon and myself suffered during that time period.)

Tagging by request: @respectthepetty @babyangelsky @italianpersonwithashippersheart @benkaben @callipigio @lukaherehelp

And if anyone wants to see the tik tok compilation that @blu-eyed-demon put together, it's here: https://youtu.be/H2HftdRaqdg?si=x4Y6ac5mWp0lUu6d

[wisteria-lodge]

What do you think a wizarding wedding would look like, and what do you think Lucius' and Narcissa's specifically looked like?

The book does show us Fleur and Bill's wedding, but that was a wartime shotgun-ish wedding in the peripherals of the story's focus. I'm also not ever sure how much of the details there are things joanne really thought about and decided to include in her representation of a Magical wedding, and how much of it are just modern social customs she might have considered the forever universal default and put in the book.

Narcissa and Lucius also seem to be the rare fictional couple who'd actually enjoy all the pedantry and tradition and specificities in a wedding to me. Seeing as you're writing a fic with them in it, I thought you'd probably already thought about this aspect of worldbuilding/character writing, so I hope you don't mind me asking abt it. Thanks and have a great day!!

Okay, I love this ask, and I'm going to lay it all out, but first I want to lay out my Reasoning.

Here are my rules, when it comes to expanding on/filling in the Harry Potter world building:

ONE: If we’re dealing with any sort of political or social structure, my reference is England, year 1700. 

This does make sense with the backstory we get: the Wizarding World split away from the Muggle world in the late 1600s, wizards live a really long time, and wizards also didn’t need an industrial revolution (because magic filled the place of tech) so they wouldn’t have gotten any of the social changes that happened because of the industrial revolution. 

Also, this particular time period generally fits with what we see on the page. Education, politics, the police force, mental health care - it all seems to work in a very 1700s way. We don’t have any electricity, there’s no industrialization. (Like, Umbridge’s pamphlets are made by hand. I mean obviously they’re made by magic, but an individual’s magic, they’re not assembled in a magical factory.) So when Draco brings up a “museum”...  it makes sense to me that he’s not not thinking of a modern museum with a ticketing department running off grants and public funding, full of typed-out little plaques written by scientists and historians, telling you the provenance of whatever you’re looking at. If we went to a museum in Wizarding World, I would expect the type of museum you saw in 1700: a cabinet of curiosities assembled by one single wealthy collector, arranged in some eccentric way, handwritten labels or no labels at all, very probably in a wing of a private house. That feels correct and in-universe to me. So… whenever someone asks me something like ‘how do taxes work in the Harry Potter universe,’ I take 1700 England as a starting place, and go from there. 

TWO: If we’re dealing with aesthetic details or inventions, I draw from England 1700 - 1880

There isn’t much that’s Victorian in the world building… but there’s plenty in the set dressing. We see lots of 1800s fashion: women wearing hats with birds and flowers on them, men wearing bowler hats and top hats. There are 1800s hedge mazes, most of the holiday decorations are from the late 1800s, we’ve got radios and trains… and I’m completely fine with all that. It seems to me that if you’re a wizard walking through the Muggle world, it’s a lot easier to see someone wearing a cool hat, and say ‘I would like a hat like that’  - versus walking around and picking up the concept of, idk unions. So cameras are okay: they’re 1800s. Note that Rita Skeeter’s photographer Bozo has a magical version of a 1850s camera

while Muggle born Colin Creevey has… a modded 1930s camera? To communicate that he’s got a foot in both worlds. 

My point is, if you saw someone riding a bicycle in Harry Potter, you would assume they brought it in from the Muggle world. Bicycles showed up in England in the 1880s, so that’s slightly too late. It’s important to the feel of the world to keep up a good chunk of separation between the aesthetics of the Wizarding World, and the aesthetics of the muggle world.

THREE: Gender politics/gendered customs basically don’t exist

This is one of the things that makes Harry Potter a J. K. Rowling fantasy world. Obviously, JKR the person has a lot to unpack about gender politics, and there are all kinds of Doylist differences between the way male and female characters are treated in the Harry Potter books. But in universe, there is no Watsonian benefit to being a guy or being a girl in any particular situation. We get gendered bathrooms (although the prefects’ bathroom and the locker rooms seem co-ed), gendered fashions, gendered dorms… and that’s basically it.  

Of course there are some very old and baked in gendered things I doubt JKR even thought about… a woman taking her husband’s last name for instance. (Honestly - I would have loved a posh doubled-barreled name for Draco. Draco Malfoy-Black sounds quite sharp and public schooly.) There’s a thing where Dumbledore mentions that the Blacks prefer it when a guy inherits… but in the same breath, he’s completely convinced Bellatrix is about to inherit, so clearly that isn’t that important.

The only other example I can think of is the way we’re told the unicorns prefer the female students. But, the boys in Professor Grubbly-Plank’s class unanimously think this is bullshit, and I would argue that the framing of the book supports this read. We haven’t seen magic work like this before, so did Professor G-P get it wrong? And/or just doesn’t want to deal with the boys? Presumably this is why we are happy Hagrid is coming back

FOUR: There is basically no organized religion/spirituality in the Wizarding World. 

The narrative does a lot of work to not tell us who the random officiant at Dumbledore's funeral and Bill and Fleur‘s wedding is. Who is he? Who does he represent? How do you find him? How does he have authority to do this? Not important, doesn’t matter, keep moving along. We are definitely in a world where there is a holiday named Christmas… but it’s like the women taking their husband's name thing, that seems too baked into JKR’s worldview to question. But there is no mention of any religious dimension, it’s just presents and feasts and balls. 

If I’m writing something that’s interested in what these guys consider to be the sacred underpinnings of their world (like something focusing on a wedding, for instance…) then I think I would end up expanding on important magical rituals. I’m thinking Fidelius, Unbreakable Vow, sacrificial magic. Not for nothing, but considering how much importance the moment where Severus and Narcissa make an Unbreakable Vow is given by both the narrative and the characters… it feels more like a wedding than the wedding does, and I’m not even a Severus/Narcissa shipper. 

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So when it comes to weddings… I’ve honestly found it uniquely difficult to research the history there, because a lot of people are very motivated to suggest that every wedding tradition has some deep, meaningful ancient origin - or that it was just kind of always that way. Take the concept of a “best man” and the term “best man" for instance. That starts showing up in the 1780s (so it’s a social custom that doesn’t make my 1700 deadline.) Harry is of course filtering everything through his POV, but if I were writing a wedding thing, I’d want to say that Sirius is filling a different position. Like “godfather” seems a very legally important role in the wizarding society, so lean into that.  Maybe the “best man” equivalent at a wizard wedding is the person who you’ve picked to get custody of your kids if you die. 

We also see things like white wedding dresses and matching bridesmaid dresses being treated as an absolute given at Fleur’s wedding, when both of those things pretty much only exist because Queen Victoria did them in 1840. One interesting thing is that JKR doesn’t seem to do an exchange of rings, and she’s changed up that moment to make it more reminiscent of (I think) a handfasting ceremony? Which is fine, I can work with that. (Also rings are just treated very negatively across the board in the Harry Potter books. No idea why.)

But, in-universe, the Bill/Fleur wedding is really hard to use as a model for what a typical pureblood Wizarding wedding looks like. For all the reasons Anon mentions: It’s war time, it was put together very quickly, Harry is not paying the most attention, we don’t get to see the whole thing. I would also add in the fact that the Weasleys are political radicals, and at that point especially would be very politically motivated to have a wedding that looks more Muggle. 

Okay.  If I were writing a pureblood wedding… like Lucius and Narcissa’s wedding… what would I do.

First, I don’t think I want a typical wedding from the year 1700. I want 1700 does renaissance/medieval. (Kind of Sir Walter Scott.) I like this because it brings in/explains the Merlin thing - the purebloods all use ‘Merlin’ as an oath, so I guess Merlin (and Arthur, and that kind of romanticized middle ages) is important to them culturally. Also, medieval influences are going to make your wedding feel impressive and established… which is exactly what the Malfoys are after. Make sure everyone knows what an old family they are. All these pureblood families have crests, so put them everywhere, front and center. The decorations should be banners and flags with the crests of everyone attending, no florals.

I also love the idea of fossilized fashions, old-fashioned clothes that don’t come out except during a very ceremonial, traditional occasion. (Think of the ways that veils used to be a pretty normal part of a lady's wardrobe, but now you only see them during weddings.) I’d have it so that during a wizard wedding… all the ladies bring out their long, draping, evil enchantress sleeves and the guys are supposed to wear half-capes and swords. It’s also a good excuse to bring out all the really old family jewelry, of which I am sure the Malfoys have buckets.

I also want this to be a very magical wedding. Like, there are parts of it you straight-up could not participate in as muggle, because I think (sadly) that would be the vibe during the timeline of the main books. Weddings are for showing off, and part of that would be showing off your magical prowess. I’m thinking - light the dance floor on fire before the first dance, and then the couple has to perform a Flame Freezing charm. This tradition started as a screw-you to the Muggles after the witch trials… but now everybody just kinda does it because it looks really cool when the newlyweds dance on a bed of flame. Oh, and we’re definitely doing medieval-style palm-touching dances. No waltzing for the first dance at a traditional Malfoy wedding.

And they’ll go all out for the wedding feast, which will be long. The 1700s and middle ages were both really into food that did stuff - food that transformed, or food that looked like other food, or food that had birds flying out of it. So  just lean into that times a million with magic.

I am also such a sucker for slightly sentient magical houses, and Harry Potter absolutely has some of that, with the way Hogwarts (the building) has various ways to fight back against enemies and infiltrators. So I think a Malfoy wedding would definitely be taking place at Malfoy Manor, and that the house itself would be a part of the proceedings in some way. Like it’s got to accept the new family member (we know, from little moments like Umbridge being barred from Dumbledore‘s office… that sometimes magical buildings just reject you.) Integrating a new person into the new space would be a multi-step process. Maybe there’s a ceremony where they present the new person with the family spell books, and another one where they present them with keys to various parts of the house, etc.

You could tie this in with the idea of a bedding ceremony (which also hits my medieval + 1700s markers.) Maybe the house changes in some way when the couple first sleeps together, like it redecorates with the belongings of the person moving in, or grows them a rose garden or observatory so they feel more at home. I bet it’s fun for the guests to stick around and watch this change happen. (A trope like this might be especially fun in an arranged marriage or marriage-law type story.)

I’m thinking this would also be a very long wedding, and the wedding party is probably staying at the house for a week or so beforehand. That’s part of the flex, the family’s ability to adequately pay host to so many people for such a long period of time. Like that’s what a house like Malfoy Manor is for, there’s a reason those places were functionally small hotels. If at the end my old-school pureblood wedding feels like a modern muggle wedding... I don’t think I’ve done my job. A Muggleborn who’s been invited ought to have culture shock.

And yes. It goes without saying that Lucius and Narcissa would have eaten up all this pomp and circumstance, with a spoon.

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Part two to this story

After Jason's cruel display and your identity of Eddie's admirer being public knowledge, you're sure he will be disgusted. He hates you and your friends doesn't he?

Turns out you're in for a big surprise.

Minors shoo! Angst, fluff, sweet Eddie and reader taking no shit.

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Hellfire Slut. The words had practically burned into your brain as you tossed and turned in bed. Jason's cruelty was nothing new but you didn't think he'd ever go this far.

It was bad enough that Eddie's best friend had caught you in the act of delivering the notes and the thought he could spill all to Eddie, you didn't expect your secret to come out in such a public way.

The notes that you had poured your heart to Eddie had been clear to see by everyone and you felt sick to your stomach. You didn't care that people knew you were smitten with Eddie, it was the fact that he was probably disgusted that you had feelings for him.

You dreaded going to school but you knew you had to face Eddie and Jason at some point. It didn't stop nightmares plaguing your mind all night about what would happen come first period.

...

Homeroom was the first thing today before any other classes, you try not to draw attention to yourself as you slide into a seat at the back of class. However it feels like all eyes are on you today, Chrissy takes the seat beside you and holds your hand giving it a tight squeeze, it makes you feel a tiny bit better.

Mrs Jones isn't in class yet so chatter buzzes around you incessantly, your skin tingles as you feel Eddie's gaze on you a few times, try not to look up into those pretty brown eyes.

One of Jason's friends called Tyler smirks at you, he's sitting beside Jason and says loudly for all to hear. "So little miss perfect likes a freak in the sheets huh? Who would have thought?" there's a little ripple of laughter that's quelled by Chrissy's vicious glare. She's normally a sweetie so seeing her pissed shut everyone up.

Ignore him. Just ignore him you chant in your head but he still continues. "You know I was going to ask you out but fuck that. You're a dumb little bitch"

There's a collective silence as you hear Eddie's metal lunchbox drop to the floor. To your surprise he's glaring daggers at Tyler, you also notice that his knuckles are bruised. What the hell happened?

"Oooh you're in luck sweetcheeks, maybe Munson likes you back and the two of you can be freaks together"

You're fraying control over being calm snaps. Screw this. You weren't going to sit and let him run his mouth or let anyone like him or Jason make you cry again.

"You can admit to everyone you're jealous Tyler it's okay. We all heard about the little problem you have, Stacy told us all about how disappointing you are" you fake a sympathetic smile at him and his eyes nearly bug out of his sockets.

Jason looks ready to say something but you don't give the satisfaction of listening to the bullshit he says. "I couldn't be less interested in what you have to say Carver, you're a pathetic, nasty little worm"

While sassing Jason you miss the look of awe on Eddie's face. Gareth snorts at Eddie's stunned look.

"Dude, I really do think I'm in love" Eddie murmurs sounding almost reverent. Gareth sighs. Maybe now Eddie knew it was you that sent the notes the two of you could get together and he could get a minute of peace.

Meanwhile you lean back in your seat relieved as Mrs Jones comes in. There's still a question that's nagging at you though.

"Chrissy, why are Eddie's knuckles bruised?"and that's when Chrissy launches into the tale of how Eddie punched Jason after you left yesterday.

Hearing this makes a small bubble of hope build up inside of you. Maybe just maybe Eddie feeling the same for you might not be as hopeless as you first thought.

...

After a few fruitless attempts Eddie manages to track you down as you're coming out of cheer practice with Chrissy. She gives you an impish, knowing smile as she leaves you and Eddie to talk.

Telling Jason and Tyler what you thought about them made you feel a little bit better for a while, boosted your shattered confidence but now Eddie was around and you could feel that confidence crack.

What was he about to say? Was he going to tell you he was disgusted?

"You don't have to be nervous princess" you feel your nerves dissipate at his soothing tone.

"I know you thought the notes were a joke but they aren't Eddie, I've really fallen for you. I was crushing on you for such a long time. That's why I wrote the notes in the first place, I was worried if I told you in person that you would be disappointed" the words all come out in a rush and you feel relieved getting it all out.

He shakes his head. "I mean I would have been surprised but the way you spoke in the notes...how could you ever think I'd ever be disappointed sweetheart?" His words fill you with hope, a warm and fuzzy feeling in your chest.

"You know because I'm from the dark side" you murmur and he frowns. His hand reaches out to hold yours and you wince at the bruising on his knuckles.

"You didn't need to do that Eddie, I don't want you hurt" he shrugs as if it's no big deal.

"It was worth it. You're worth it"

Eddie gently takes your hand and kisses it, "I fell in love with you through what you said sweetheart, I want to know all about you. I don't give a fuck about who you're friends with or if you're part of the dark side. I just want to be with you".

A slow smile works it's way on your face and you lean forward and kiss him, continue kissing him until you're both a little dazed and smiling goofily at each other.

"Uh maybe we could go out for Milkshakes after school, if you want princess?" you nod feeling the bubble of excitement in your belly.

After all that worrying you were going on your first date with Eddie and you couldn't wait.

Maybe happy endings were possible after all ❤️

[thecoffeelorian]

Fandom Friday, 04/11: Fanart!

Hello and good morning to you all, and welcome once again to another Fandom Friday. As always, this is your host Coffeelorian or if you prefer, just plain Coffee, back with another round of artwork from around the vast fandom that is Star Wars.

Before we get moving, however, let me first pass on a few quick announcements—first, with Star Wars Celebration happening in Tokyo next week and myself with not much money, good scheduling, or a strong grasp of the Japanese language…I’m afraid that I’ll have to remain here in the states instead, but fear not! Next week, I plan to offer up the next chapter to three of my current Star Wars-related fanfics, so! If you’ve ever read ‘Anomaly’ (with Jod Na Nawood); “The Surprise Guest Series” (with Crosshair), or “Kiss Me, Captain” (with Captain Howzer), hopefully this coming Friday will be the day that I start adding updates for all three.

Second, if you’ve seen any of my Commander Fox memes, next weekend is also the same time period where I plan to release a masterlist of the ones I’ve done so far, so try and stay tuned for that post if it interests you in any way.

And third, I’ll probably have a few hand-drawn WIPs to share next Wednesday if things continue to go well for me…so, hopefully, fingers crossed that I can at least have the outlines inked by the end of this weekend. If so, you'll get to see the Gothified version of my original Trooper character, Commander Miles, as well as the Inquisitor version of Arc Trooper Fives...but if not, I'll just toss them into the mix the week after that and work my way up from there.

Anyways. Before I ramble too much or get lost on a tangent...here are my picks of the week!

THE PREQUELS

The Prequels Fanart--By @herd-o-bison:

THE CLONE WARS

The Clone Wars Fanart--By @crafftypenguin:

The Clone Wars Fanart--By @baaaaaaaam:

REPUBLIC COMMANDO

Republic Commando Fanart--By @mamuzzy-creates-stuff:

THE BAD BATCH

The Bad Batch Fanart--By @kaijusplotch:

The Bad Batch Fanart--By @jumpyl123:

ANDOR

Andor Fanart--By @meduzza13:

STAR WARS REBELS

Star Wars Rebels Fanart--By @mandomaya:

THE MANDALORIAN

The Mandalorian Fanart--By @hyacinthi-mortem:

The Mandalorian Fanart--By @endeavorssimp:

In conclusion, as part of my mission to poke around the Star Wars fandom and highlight those artists who might otherwise go unnoticed…I hope you will check out the links I have included for yourselves and like, comment on, and reblog them, as well as also giving the artists a few more followers to their Tumblr pages.

Please also like and reblog this latest installment so that these links can be spread around to as many other fans as possible, just in case not all of them can tune in at the same time.

An additional thank you goes to @djarrex for making the divider I used earlier in this post, but still want to give credit for.

If anybody likes what they see here AND would enjoy seeing more posts like this; please drop the rock star emoji (👩‍🎤) into the comments or reblogs, and I’ll be sure to tag you when the next update comes.

And finally, so that I do not forget…thank you, stay safe, and I’ll see you in the next post!

No Pressure Tags: @melymigo @algo-o-nada @the-osborn-way @everybirdfellsilent @skellymom

@leos-multifandom-corner @maggie-dylan @leenathegreengirl @gun-roswell @tazmbc1

@bluedeedeedoop @its-time-to-rise-above @tlmtwelve @apocalyp-tech-a 

@aknightreaderr and anybody else who might be on the lookout for new SW fanart.

[servenna]

I almost missed my first anniversary in writing 😅… oops. So here is a last-minute recap.

This year went by so fast. I can't believe how much has happened, or how much my writing has changed, in such a short period of time. Looking back on it now, it somehow feels unreal.

For my debut, I chose Shikaku & Yoshino as my first main characters. Basically, because I was unsure if I could pull off any decent writing and needed a trial run before tackling a fic with my all-time favorites.

Ultimately, the story became a lot more personal than I had initially intended and —unexpectedly— it helped me through a dark time.

With a lot of help from my lovely friend @image13lyub , the story Sanctuary was born. She was my first teacher and beta reader. Without her, I might never have published anything at all. It truly means the world to me that she believed in me and has supported me ever since❤️.

And that's it, I was hooked. With each new fic I fell deeper and deeper in love with this newly discovered world.

The best thing that happened, thanks to it, was that I found my one and only soulmate @sillysnowden11 ​. Creating amazing new worlds together elevated this experience to another level — and marked the beginning of a true friendship that I never want to miss. What would I do without you? This goes way beyond good writing chemistry 🫶.

If anyone asked me: “What is the story you are most proud of?” I'd instantly reply: “A.N.B.U. — Love and Redemption”. No matter if I can only claim half the praise for it (if at all).

I deeply love that story. I can't even tell how much of that affection is based on the beautiful craziness of the story itself, and how much on the warm memories of writing together with a passionate, genius legend.

And A.N.B.U. wasn't the only collab we did. Maybe there will be more someday. Ideas certainly aren’t lacking, at least😂.

Another person who influenced and improved my work in many ways is @twnj . Whether through amazing art, beta-reading my first series, “Holiday Banters”, or by brightening my day with kind words and an open ear. What an outstanding artist and person you are 💖.

We shared ideas, we shared laughs, and we shared the love for an amazing shikatema fic, “Grandmaster”, by @notquitejiraiya . This fic is next level, by the way, and everyone should check it out. Go read it, I mean it. And while you're at it: best leave a comment because this story deserves it! (not me fangirling)

Art plays a big part in my life. I count myself lucky that I was able to incorporate so much of it into my stories. Some drawings were wonderful and generous gifts that blew my mind with their interpretation of characters that I have formed — unbelievable. It's still hard to wrap my mind around it.

On top of that (which should have been enough, but human nature is greedy😉), I decided to do a special commision. The last year hasn't always been easy. I usually don't do this, but I granted myself a (very big) reward in the form of a commission from @burin-burin — who is not just an unparalleled artist but also a wonderful person who should never doubt her art or herself. True gems are made through pressure, but the pressure others give us is enough, no need to add to it yourself. You already are a sparkling diamond 💎.

There are many other wonderful people who have influenced, inspired, pushed and supported me. Thank you all so much for your love and the faith you've put in me.

And so I would like to conclude this annual summary with an appeal.

Kindness goes a long way and I am very glad that there are still people out there with open minds and hearts ❤. That's how it is supposed to be: mutual respect, friendliness, encouragement and offering a helping hand.

Please support each other, wonderful things might come of it💖.

Yours

Venna

[darcyfangirlsfrequently]

Live reactions to CM 18.8

I'm on my period... this is gonna wreck me

No she doesn't realize it wasn't a dream 😭😭😭

"Love of your life" 😭😭😭

"I could use a cuddle, hon" TARA STOP BREAKING ME BACK TO BACK LIKE THIS

"I don't want to die by myself" i'm already crying

Hmm, Penelope isn't answering her phone? She's probably being deliciously distracted by her boyfriend

Hmm the disciple knows the only way to trigger voit's memory is to be face to face with someone? TYLERRRRRRRR

Them having this conversation all the while not knowing Tara is shot is BREAKING me

Dammit Penelope's with Voit not Luke. Ughhhh. But it's sweet he's letting her sleep.

oooh I did NOT need to see the inside of Tara's guts thanks

I KNEW IT WAS HER MOM 😭😭😭

"You didn't think I'd let you go through this alone, did you?" THERE IS NO END IN SIGHT FOR THE TEARS

Tara's mom is in the same hospital Voit is. That could just be Tara's brain putting her there, or it could mean that, every time Tara has gone to see Voit, she has gone to the place her mother died

Luke coming in with "We know he's dead" went SO HARD

Penelope almost raising her hand and then putting it back down 🤣🤣🤣

Emily is a WRECK. Temily is real. (I say as if i'm not cheering/hoping for a tebecca engagement at the end of this episode)

Luke is MAAAAD. That's his best friend!!!

Tyler hates him SO MUCH. Which is fair! But it's still a little funny

Elias: I can excuse murder, but I draw the line at misogyny. Tyler: you can excuse murder???

she does NOT like that he's in her office. nor should she. also him being in her office without her permission is SUSPICIOUS

the way "I thought it wouldn't be locked" shocked her so much she needed to take a second

"Men are pigs." "That's true." I'm CACKLING

Does tyler's theory seem kind of out there? Yes. Do I believe it with my whole heart? You bet your ass I do.

Luke looks so proud of his mischievous little brother

Oh, tyler's SO right. this man is SCUMMY

"She reminds me of you" WHAT AN ICKY THING TO SAY

Evan get your hand off her

Rebecca hugging Luke first bc Luke is Tara's best friend 😭😭😭

oh luke making STRONGGGG eye contact with Evan. I love our protective king.

oh luke SOOOO thinks he did it

I need them to stop saying my name

this is disproving Disciple Tyler a little bit but i'm still not entirely convinced

I keep repeating to myself that I know tara lives bc aisha has talked about s19 but omg i'm scared

not me and tara letting a single tear fall at the exact same second

this young tara footage is KILLING me

oh my god they're so getting engaged. they're SO getting engaged

"I love you, Mommy." fucking kill me now

Tara's awake!!!

two-week time skip!!!!

aww penelope's all dressed up for tara's return!!!

i still think Evan is slimey

Luke cheering for Tara!!! And standing right next to Penelope!!!! Double yay!!!

everyone is so happy to see herrrrr

crossing "penelope is heart-eyed" off my bingo card bc the way she was looking at luke while he was talking about tara???

AND SHE JUST BUMPED HIS SHOULDER WITH HER OWN????

oh my god is it happening. i thought it would happen in the hospital IS IT HAPPENING???

NO ONE knows what she's going oh my god

JJ and tyler just realized

luke is looking at her like "are you really about to do what I think you're about to do"

emily looks... heartbroken? temily is real. ish.

ROSSI KNEWWWWWW 😭😭😭😭

everyone's reactions are making me cry

THEY'RE ENGANGED AND I'M SOBBING

i wonder if luke is thinking "this could have been me and Penelope if we'd gotten together 3 years ago like we were supposed to"

that's a GORGEOUS ring

luke walking over to Penelope bc that's his womannn

I'm so happy!!! also

BINGOOOOOO

[yuna-doi]

☆Ch 7: A Group of Five☆

{Grian's pov}

Scar and I walked to first period, together. As we walked, I could hear people whisper. It wasn't loud but I could definitely hear them. They would also stare at me, making me feel like I did something wrong.

I understand that I'm not the most attractive person but come on?! When I'm near and can hear you?! At least wait until I'm not around. I'm trying to not have more self-esteem about myself.

I felt a hand lightly touch mine. I turned my head a bit, seeing Scar looking at me. "Something wrong, Scar?" I said whispering that he can only hear. "No, just you looked like you zoned out a bit." Scar said whispering back to me, the same way I did to him. I nodded. We just stayed silent until we got to our first time. We walked inside and seat down at our table.

Class starts. Mrs. Esmeralda talks about history for the first half of the class then started to talk about something else.

"Okay class. I know it's only your second day of the school year but I'm giving you guys a project. You have to work in a͙ g͙r͙o͙u͙p͙ o͙f͙ f͙i͙v͙e͙. No more nor less of five." Said Mrs. Esmeralda, making sure she gets everyone's attention. "I will tell you guys more about this project, every week." Said Mrs. Esmeralda while while writing something on the board.

I started to zone out again but I just stared at everyone at my table, hoping we could do this project together. Someone tapped the top of my hand. I knew that it was Scar doing it since he sits next to me. I spanned back into reality. "That's your second time doing that today. Are you sure there isn't something wrong?" Scar said removing his hand from mine. "I already said nothing is wrong, Scar. Just thinking about the project." I said smiling a bit at him.

{Scar's pov}

"I already said nothing is wrong, Scar. Just think about the project." He said to me, smiling. He turned his head back around to face the teacher. My eyes narrowed. I only knew this man for a day and I could tell he was lying to me, right into my face. I was about to shack him but I saw from the corner of my eye, Pearl snacking her head at me. I place my hands back down on the table. She looked at me died in the eyes and I looked back at her.

{Scar & Pearl's pov}

I could feel the electricity between us. Both of us didn't want to look away from one another. Seconds turned into minutes until Impulse tapped us on the both of other shoulders and told us to pay attention since class is almost over. We both broke eye contact but we also knew that either of us wanted too.

{Pearl's pov}

I granted my teeth against each other. I needed to talk to Scar after class even if we're both late to second period. I didn't care. The bell rings. Scar waited for me since he didn't really know his way around yet and we had second period together.

We started walking together. Things between us remained silent. I finally spoke, "Scar, what was that about back there?! You-. Grian-. Where do I even start?! It's only been one day and that happens?!". Scar turned his head toward me while also drawing his eyes to mine. His smile had me still angry and not in a good way. "Oh Pearl, you make me, how do I put this? Interested? Yes, that's the word." Scar said still grinning at me. He stopped looking at me but he was still grinning. "We are near second period so I say we talk more about this later." Scar said entering the classroom. I nodded in agreement. My eyes were still in out of anger but I will let it slide for now.

[bobluelover]

How's your day everyone? Good? Great! CAUSE MINE WAS NOT.

(putting the whole thing undercut cuz its kinda long lmao, trust me its a funny story guys trust)

Okay so basically yesterday was the second day of being back to school, so acads were just starting and we had our orientation on the grading system, new apps and etc.

After our 2nd period we got introduced to our arts teacher! She's actually rlly cool and chill, she made us do hear me outs to get to know each other (that was rlly funny lmao). Basically she's the unhinged, "cringe" teacher everyone loves.

BEACAUSE OF THIS. I was comfortable pulling out my sketchbook out of my bag, I showed my drawings to my seatmates and just continued to kinda admire it???? Idk how to word it but I was VERY proud of this one oni lloyd drawing I made. Eventually she noticed and was like "yo can I see????" so yeah I let her.

She actually gave me advice on how to draw people sitting and to show emphasis on the muscle... and the hands. BUT ANYWHO

I see her then turning to the other page... NOW, the other page has greenflower/forgiven shipping art, and to add I study in a STRICT Catholic school, idk how I even got here don't ask me.

Now when she flipped the page and even caught a peek of it, I IMMEDIATELY SNATCHED IT BACK.

AND GIRLYPOP SAID SHE HAD SEEN WORSE TO SOME HOW COMFORT ME???? LIKE NO IT DOESN'T, THAT'S WORSE. PLUS SHE WAS LAUGHING LIKE A LOT AND SHE GOT MY SKETCHBOOK BACK WHILE I WAS HIDING MY FACE IN MY HANDS.

She proceeded to tease me and laugh still and all my friends were curious of what was inside my sketchbook. THE FACT THIS HAPPENED TO ME TWICE??? I AM IN TEARS.

(Btw I have nothing against my teacher because of this, she didn't even show my sketchbook to my classmates. Just comments! Don't say anything snarky from this pls!)

Also after writing this down I am reminded to post some of my sketches hehe maybe I'll post it towards the end of the week hehe

[melanieph321]

Ruben Dias x Black Reader - The Bodyguard Part 8/8

This fic will have an epilouge, however this is the end. 😭😭

⚠️Warning ⚠️

*Smut*

*Violence *

Summary - Reader is a popstars in trouble and Ruben is her new bodyguard, here to protect and help her find out who wants to hurt her. But what happens when the relationship between Reader and Ruben simply gets too personal?

Enjoy!

"I just don't understand." Ruben said. "Your sister, she hurt you, no?"

"I know you don't understand Ruben, but you have to let me do this. Just trust me."

You were in Ruben's rented condo. Follwing his outburst against Tyson, your sister made him move out of your apartment immediately. A decision you didn't object to. Your sister also made it very clear that she would not be extending Ruben's contract after his trial period, a period which would end at the start of your world tour, the first show being tonight.

"I trust you Y/N. It's your sister that I don't trust."

"Welp, my sister is the only one I've got."

"You've got me." He frowned.

You sighed. "We don't have a future together Ruben and you know that."

"I do?"

"Yes, you'll go on to whatever job calls on you next, which could be across the world for all I know. How could we possibly make that work?"

A moment of silence. Ruben studied your face, his expression very stubborn. "I'm not gonna work for a while." He muttered.

"No? What are you gonna do then?"

"I'm going home, back to Portugal to visit my family. "

"Oh."

A sharp sting in your gut. A feeling that resembled jealousy but at the same time not. Ruben had everything you've ever wanted, a family to go home to.

"Come with me." He said, perhaps recognizing the longing in your eyes. He did see the effect visiting your mother had on you. Perhaps this was him, pitying you.

"Ruben, I'm not..."

"My family? You could be, if you want to. Do you want to?"

He reached out his hand to you, railing you in as you took it.

"Ruben I..."

"Ssshhh. No more talking."

The bed in his condo took up most of the space, still, Ruben choose to push your back against the kitchen counter, lifting you up to sit on it with your legs spread before him.

"We don't have long. I have to be on stage in two hours."

"That's plenty of time." His lips were on your neck, nipping at the skin, making you moan with the sensation.

"Fuck."

He stayed true to his word and did not rush. His hands traveled upwards your thigh, stopping at the feel of your panties.

"Can I take these off baby?"

"Yes, please, take them off."

You leand back, scooting your hips closer to his groin. Once you're panties were off Ruben's hands began exploring your need for him.

"You like that?" He said, seeing you throw your head back with the soft touch of his fingers.

"I said, do you like this?"

It was hard to speak. You bit your lip and nodded.

"Good, now come for me."

He started fucking you with his fingers, his thumb drawing circles over your swollen bead.

"Fuck, Ruben."

He was fucking you fast then slow, unpredicting the current pace. He wanted you to last as long as possible. However you failed to control yourself, grabbing a hold of his shoulders as your pussy clenched around his fingers, making a sticky mess.

"So eager." He chuckled. His lips against your ear.

"Fuck me." You groaned.

He raised his hips to be level with your entrance. Unbeckling his belt his errect cock fell right out of his pants, slapping against your folds.

"Sorry."

"No. I want you. Like this." You said reaching down to grab a hold of his flesh. You felt his cock pulsate in the grip of your hand. Even more so when you strated moving your hand up and down, slowly jerking him off.

"Easy." He hissed.

"I want you. Now!"

"No condom?"

You shook your head. "I want to feel you. All of you."

Ruben grunted. The tip of his cock was already leaking with cum.

"You said you wanted us to be a family." You smiled. "Let's make a fucking family then."

Ruben gripped the flesh of your ass, dragging your hips to smash against his.

You gasped with the sudden tugg of your body, your hands clinging onto his neck, keeping you steady as Ruben began to move in and out of you.

"Yes!" You moaned. "Harder please, harder Ruben.

He grunted with each thrust. His hips knocking against yours as if it was his last time fucking you. Eventually his thrusts became sloppier and his pace slower. Once he accidentally slipped out of you, having to direct his cock back into you. You noticed how he had already ejaculated inside of you, the following strokes was just him filling you up, making sure that no sperm was left behind.

"Oh Ruben." You came with a clench of your walls. Ruben's head went to rest against your chest, his lips serranding your cleavage with kisses.

"Say you love. " You whispered.

"I love you." He muttered.

"Say it again,  louder."

He raised his head, eyes dark and hungry from the deed he had just done.

"I fucking love you, Y/N."

That's all you wanted to hear. That's all you ever wanted. Somebody to love.

"I love you too Ruben."

******************************************

You and Ruben arrived at the venue for your first show. Things looked very different from rehearsal though.

"Why are there so many lights for the lasers, more than there was during rehearsal?"

"I told them to put them there." Your sister said.

"Why? The crowd is barley going to see me."

"Of course they will. They'll all see you in the end."

Maybe it was the nerves. Every one seemed so one edge, seeing as it was the first show of the tour. It was better to keep calm, you thought. Everything would be okay. You had worked hard for this. You deserve this. You had always dreamed of performing on stage, of being a popstar adored by millions. Your silky voice and captivating presence had earned you fame and success beyond yout wildest aspirations. There was no way you'd take this opportunity for granted. No way.

The nerves eventually calmed down after doing you hair and makeup. It was almost like a facade. The makeup up, the hair, it wasn't really you. It was all a lie.

"You ready?" Your sister asked, holding your hands.

"Yes."

"Your gonna do great, break a leg."

Somone handed you a microphone, shuffling you towards the stage entrance. It's where Ruben stood, ready to give you a hand up the staircase.

"Wait!" You panicked, calling for your sister. "I...I'm...I don't want to...."

She recognized the look on your face, she knew you better than anyone.

"I know you don't want to do this without mom, but she'll always be with you." She put a palm to your chest. "In here."

You nodded. "In here."

"Go get them sis. You have nothing to worry about. I'll be right in the crowd, cheering for you."

"I love you." You said.

"Love you too."

You were shuffled towards the stage again, Ruben by your side. He had to step in as two figures came your way.

"Oh my god Y/N. Good luck girl, we love you!!"

"Elvis, Keke, you guys made it?" You hadn't really made time for your friends with your upcoming tour and all. You were glad that they came to support you on opening night.

"I know that you've been busy and all, but are we good?" Elvis asked.

"Of course." You frowned. " I"ve just been busy with the tour and since I lost my phone at your house....the person that has got my phone has really been messing with me and..."

"But I thought your sister got your phone." Elvis frowned.

"My sister? No, she..."

"She came to pick it up that time, after you forgot it at my house right? Didn't you get it back?"

"Um...no." you looked to Ruben, who looked equally puzzled.

"Five minutes to calling, miss Y/L/N." A stage manager said.

"Ruben I have a bad feeling about this."

"Don't worry I'll take care of it." He assured.

There was no turning back. The show had to go on.

The stage was set, the lights blazed, and the crowd roared with excitement as you stepped onto the platform, ready to mesmerize your adoring fans. Little did you know that your life was about to take an unimaginable turn.

The performance went well, until it didnt. The lights from the lazer were going crazy. Pointing in unpredictable directions blinding both you and your dancers.

"What the fuck is going?" You asked. You could see that the your team was looking into it, running like wild chickens behind the stage whilst the show was still going on.

As you belted out your chart-topping hit, lasers pointing right at you, a piercing sound echoed through the venue. Panic erupted as chaos descended upon the crowd. It took a moment for the realization to sink in—Ruben had been shot.

As the chaos reached its peak, Ruben fell to the ground, clutching his arm. The bullet had been meant for you , and Ruben had taken its cruel impact instead. Shocked and terrified, you rushed to Ruben's side, heart pounding with a mixture of fear and grief.

"He's wearing a vest, it's okay." You repeated to yourself and your surroundings, however, Ruben had been shot in the arm, a pool of blood staining his sleeve.

"Ruben, please. Stay with me, please. Baby I'm begging you!"

His eyes rolled back in his sockets and that was it, lights out.

********************************************

Emergency services arrived swiftly, whisking Ruben away to the nearest hospital. You paced anxiously in the waiting room, your mind clouded with worried thoughts. So many thoughts, the first one being, where was your sister? She had split with the crowd, your show obviously canceled. But was she really the one behind this, behind all of this? If this was the truth then....then the bullet that Ruben took was really meant for you. Your own sister really wanted you dead. Question was, why?

Hours passed like eternity, and when the doctor finally emerged, you clung to a fragile glimmer of hope. But hope crumbled as the doctor delivered the heart-wrenching news—Ruben had succumbed to his injuries due to the heavy blood loss.

"No! No, no, no. This can't be happening!"

You collapsed right there on the waiting room floor, Elvis and Keke, rushing to catch your fall. However it was all too late. Ruben was gone, your world shattered by the loss of the man who had been your pillar of strength, your confidant, your love, your bodyguard.

The End

[silverofthunder]

☆ found family – the wedding ☆

Copia & Aria (OC)

summary: And later, when he watched her say ’I do’ with the happiest of smiles, he knew that one day he would be able to let someone into his heart and love them like Aria loved her wife.

content: 0.7k words, slice of life, mild hurt/comfort, unrequired love (kind of), friendship, SFW

this is a continuation piece for found family - thoughts

More of this little series! This was originally gonna be the last part but who knows, maybe I'll write more... 😊 Also, I'm kind of sorry for this ending, if you happened to hope for something else. But this was my plan all along, so...

Copia heard the approaching footsteps but his eyes were glued to the old picture in his hand. He smiled sadly as someone sat beside him on the bench. There was a moment of quiet before a hand was placed on his arm.

”They would have loved to be here,” Aria spoke softly and Copia let out a shaky laugh.

”Yes, they would have,” he agreed, turning his head to look at Aria. She was smiling, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes – she missed his brothers, too. After all, they had been such a big part of Aria’s life. And it was sad that they weren’t there that day to see Aria getting married.

”It still hurts,” Copia admitted and Aria squeezed his arm, resting her head on his shoulder.

”I know,” Aria said, letting out a long sigh. ”But they are still with us, in our hearts,” she continued and Copia hummed in agreement, wrapping his other hand around Aria.

”You know… One day I thought that it would be me and you getting married.”

Aria chuckled lightly. ”You have mentioned that a few times. And I think I thought the same, at one point in my life.”

”Funny how things change as time passes.”

”Yeah, it’s crazy,” Aria stated. ”But not everything has changed. We still got each other, right?”

Copia leaned his head against Aria’s, feeling the warmth coursing through him.

”We still got each other,” he repeated.

Silence fell between them and Copia closed his eyes for a moment, breathing in the summer air. The sun warmed his skin, childhood memories filling his mind and a smile rose to his lips.

”We were quite troublemakers back then, weren’t we?” Aria’s voice brought him back to earth after a while. She was now looking at him with a little grin and Copia nodded.

”Yeah, oh those times…”

Then Aria took a hold of his hand, her expression changing into more serious one.

”Thank you, for everything,” she said, her eyes getting a bit misty and Copia’s heart moved in his chest. For some reason it felt like a goodbye even though it technically wasn’t.

”You’ve been such a great friend,” she continued, squeezing Copia’s hand tightly. ”Everyone needs a friend like you. You’ve been there through the good and the bad and I can’t even…”

”Oh, stop it,” Copia interrupted her, trying to keep his own tears at bay. ”You should be getting sappy with your wife-to-be, not me.”

Aria gently swatted his hand and shook her head as a few tears rolled down her cheeks.

”I mean it, honestly. You’re such an amazing person and I love you.”

Copia blinked as the tears blurred his vision from his good eye and his felt warm yet there was a slight sting at the same time. There had been period of time when he had been in love with Aria and he was sure there would be always a small part of him that would love her more than a friend but he could live with it. He was happy for her and hoped the best for her.

”I love you, too,” Copia said, offering a smile to Aria. Aria smiled at him back and then just surged forward, wrapping her arms around him. Copia hugged her tightly, letting the tears run free. He would surely miss her when she would leave to settle in France.

He breathed deeply in and out, squeezing his eyes shut tighter. Aria was drawing some soothing patterns on his back, probably sensing his reluctance to let go. They still had a little time before the ceremony would start.

When they eventually pulled back, they both were drying up their tears and laughing shakily.

”You’re always welcome to visit us.”

”I know,” Copia said. ”And I will do so when I can.”

Aria’s whole face lit up, her smile wide.

”That sounds like a plan. And who knows, maybe you’ll meet someone then.”

Copia’s brow quirked up. The way Aria’s eyes seemed to glint told that she might be up to something but Copia could never be sure. But he suspected that he would find it out when he finally would visit her in France.

”Or maybe I won’t,” Copia stated, earning an eye-roll from Aria.

”I’m sure you will find someone at some point. Maybe not in France but somewhere.”

Copia shrugged.

”Well, we’ll see what future will hold.”

That seemed to be enough for Aria as she smiled at him warmly.

.

And later, when he watched her say ’I do’ with the happiest of smiles, he knew that one day he would be able to let someone into his heart and love them like Aria loved her wife.

[scrollsfromarebornrealm]

on our fates alight- late arrival (1)

A wave of exhaustion made Mathye wobble as he tucked Riven in. First taking care of Alisaie, then Riven, both absolutely heartsick- Alisaie more than his sister, his own memories of the mercy kills he'd had to perform during the war coming back to haunt him…

Enough. Halone's voice was an unyielding command. Sit down. Rest.

"My lady." Mathye murmured. Gratefully he obeyed, his robes rustling as the bed dipped beneath him. Then he started as a glass appeared in front of him.

"Fruit juice." Sebastian offered. "Or so they say. Tasted like no fruit juice I'd ever had before.”

"I thought I told you to sit down." Mathye said, accepting the glass.

"And I told you to go fuck yourself. I'm fine. So is Odin." Sebastian countered. Seeing Mathye drain the glass dry, the darkness Dominant turned. Striding toward the dinner table, he picked up the jug of juice that was on it, coming back over to Mathye.

"How is she?" Concern was in his voice as he looked at Riven.

"She'll be better when she wakes up. Both of them-her and Alisaie. " Mathye watched Sebastian top up his drink. "I still want to smash that bastard’s face in, however."

"The tainted Light?”

"She said it wasn't bothering her or Valefor." Mathye drained the glass again. "I can sense it in her aether but it seems inert. But to be on the safe side, I told her not to Prime." Sebastian offered more juice, and Mathye nodded, "In fact, we probably shouldn't be Priming, period. At least not until we can talk to Zoissette."

"Little hard to do considering she fucked off to only gods-know-where Y’shtola is.”  Seeing Mathye shake his head at another refill, Sebastian went to put the jug back down, but not before getting his own glass.

"Also, not Priming might be too tall an order."  He added. "There's how many Lightwarderns left? And with how beat up Riven was from fighting only one?”  Mathye frowned, looking down at his empty glass.

"I would prefer we not Prime because even though the night's been returned to this area, there's still an overabundance of Light in the aether here." He began.

You think us drawing on the ambient aether might corrupt us. Halone whispered. Mathye nodded.

What if we limited our time exposed? Odin asked.

"A possibility, but Zoissette’s far better at figuring such things out than I. And I'm thinking we need to make it a priority to find her first, despite whatever the fail summoner tells us.”  Mathye exhaled. “We find her, we can better navigate the aether of this world without any permanent damage.”

"Did you see his reaction when he saw us?" Sebastian asked.

"I saw. He didn't expect us here."

More than that. He was lying when he said the spell malfunctioned when it came to you all. Augustine is already suspicious, and both Reinhardt and Zurvan are on alert. Halone added. Mathye exhaled, bending over.

"I can't help but feel we got here too late." He began, glancing at the sleeping Riven. "We came too late, and now she's got the aether of a Lightwarden inside her. And has agreed to kill the remaining four. I trust that damn Exarch as far as I can throw him.”

“Could ask him where Y’shtola is, then head out in that direction.”  Sebastian offered. “He can’t stop all of us.”

“Maybe.” Mathye mused. “Thancred and Urianger aren’t around here either. Part of me would feel better if we’re all together, considering what happened to break us apart in the first place.”  A thought occurred to him, and the priest straightened.

“Speaking of Zoissette…did you lose her aether too?”

“I could sense her in the forest, but then it was like she was swallowed up by Light.”  Sebastian replied. “Hopefully she’s found Y’shtola and unPrimed, but with how much the machine was taking over…”

“It’ll be a while before she’s back to normal. And we can’t track her when she’s not Primed.”  Mathye sighed, rubbing the palms of his hands over his eyes. “Shite.”

The best option right now is to gather as much information as we can. Odin was a whisper in the men’s minds. If your suspicion about the Light-aether corrupting us is correct, then you both need to rest. We will have to rely heavily on your resources if you call us into more active service.

You more than us. Halone responded. Light-blessed your bearer is, but I can tell this is taxing on you, Odin.

It is bearable now. More than likely due to the Light being expelled from the region.

“I’ll see about our rooms.”  Sebastian added. “And track down Augustine and Reinhardt. You get some sleep.”

“Hhng.” Mathye grunted, rubbing his eyes again. “I’ll be—”

“No.” Sebastian’s voice was sharp. “Until we find Zoissette, you’re the only damn thing we have that can warn us about what the Light can do to our bodies. That means not overworking yourself—and putting your health before ours when it’s called for.”

He’s right. Halone whispered. You need to rest. Mathye sighed, closing his eyes.

“Alright, alright. I’ll stretch out for a bit.” He said, submitting to Sebastian and Halone’s demand. “But wake me if something happens.”

------ on our fates alight general masterpost here

[theitalianscribe]

WTDW-Tober Day 3: Founders

Before we start, I want to give the heads up that part of this will be a bullet point fic. Some parts are written out, and others are summaries of or just the gist of what would happen. I am already running behind on these, so this seemed like the best way to catch up.

(Also, also: Reminder that tomorrow is Loud Noise Wednesday October 4. Americans, there will be a nationwide alarm test, at least that's what I've heard. Here is an article with more info.)

-Sara is in some elective on storytelling or performing. The class is doing presentations where they tell a story that has specific elements their teacher put on the rubric. (This is based on a class I had in junior high but that was a really long time ago so all I remember is this assignment and us watching the show Get Smart)

"And that is the story of how I earned this shiny rock at summer camp," The brunette took a bow. The class applauded, then began scratching at the peer review cards they were handed for the assignment. 

"Right. Excellent work, Lewis. Though be sure to move around more. You are telling a story with your movements as well as your words."

Sara frowned at that. The boy was doing a lot of gesticulating, definitely more than Marco before him and Nancy before him. In fact, most of the students stood stiffly and forgot how to  move their bodies.

"Do my notes of stage directions in the script I wrote mean Nothing, Mr. Edricson?" the boy grumbled under his breath as he passed Sara on his way to his seat. 

Sara agreed. Mr Edricson was kind of a tool. Most of the class was either watching clips from tv shows or having the students do the work for him. With a click of her tongue, Sara began the most thorough review card she had ever written in the whole trimester. Under the section for special compliments, she wrote, “I like how he had a gesture for each action in his story. He acted out what he was doing as well as using his narration for emphasis. This guy is the best performer in class, let alone public speaker. And that includes the teacher. Do better, Charles.

Later, when they got their grades back, she saw the boy sigh in defeat, then flip through the peer review pages. Eventually he let out a snort of laughter, which he attempted to disguise with a cough. He looked around the class and met eyes with Sara. “Charles Edricson is a tool,” She tried to mouth. The boy titled his head in confusion. Right. Her grade said she needed to work on annunciation. Charles could be right about this one thing.

“Thank you,” the boy mouthed. Sara grinned at him and gave him a thumbs up.

The boy hung back after class and introduced himself as Lewis Bright. Sara gave her own name in return, surprised that anyone would want to talk to her. She was even further baffled when he asked where she usually sat at lunch. That afternoon, they exchanged snacks and ideas. Through the story they weaved together between bites of carrots, a long-lasting friendship was forged.

-They are paired with Oliver for a physics project. Sara is setting up a Rube Goldberg machine while Lewis draws a diagram of it. They are used to doing most of the work on the project and with how scarce Oliver is, they figure this is no different. Then they see him at lunch fleshing out their powerpoint presentation. 

-He asks to see Lewis’s drawings

-Oliver then scans the drawings and they are amazed like “You know how to do that?”

-He is able to get them into the mechanical engineering class. Is that a class? Whatever class Eric teaches alongside the class he teaches them in their last year. He gets a cameo in the fic and the trio are able to spend a lunch period setting up the Rube Goldberg machine and recording it.

-Eric makes a comment about the twins being welcome to stay with him and Carly after school so he can go straight to his job.

-At this point, Oliver explains a bit of his home life and how he has a job (or jobs) to support himself and his siblings and that is why he has been so scarce.

-They get a good grade on the project and they get slushies or ice cream to celebrate. While there, they run into some old bullies of Sara’s. One calls her the Happy-Hollow-Pockets Arsonist, another possibly calls her Flare-a Covet-Our-Money-Man. I was not happy with how this scene turned out, but they verbally bully Sara while Lewis is getting their ice cream.

The bullies maybe try to tell Oliver about Sara’s past. Also at some point in this conversation, it is established that Oliver has a reputation about being a soft spoken sweetheart. I only bring this up for this next part.

"I have heard enough. All I can gather from this interaction is that you two are pathetic enough to make yourselves feel better by dragging others down with misdeeds from their past. I don't know what she did to gain your ire and I don't care what it is. 

"Do you know what I do think is interesting? How much of our lives is online. We are so well-documented now-a-days that it is difficult to bury your own pasts. 

"Did you know that schools can search through your electronic footprint? That if they find something they don't like, that can influence their decision to admit you or not?"

Oliver took a step closer

"Did you know how poorly defended the highschool's records are? It would be so easy to change someone's grades, remove their ability to participate in extracurriculars, to make you look like a terrible choice for the college you are aiming for. Your behavior, your attendance? They are so poorly protected."

“Are you threatening us?”

“Am I? It’s hard to say. Besides,” Oliver leaned in close and whispered into their ears, “N O  O N E  W O U L D  E V E R  B E L I E V E  Y O U .”

Oliver walked backward to be back at Sara’s side. “I would be careful about tarnishing my friend’s reputation. Think about how it would feel if someone ruined yours.” With that, Oliver smiled and dragged a shellshocked Sara into the restaurant where Lewis was waiting.

“What’s got you in such a good mood, Darling?” Lewis asked.

“I ran into some old classmates and I am just really happy to have you two as my friends instead. If, if you guys want to call me your friend, of course! You don’t have to! I didn’t mean to assume!”

A hand landed on his shoulder and Oliver turned to see Sara giving him a watery smile, “You have no idea how much your friendship would mean to me.”

—-

I think that is a good stopping point, but there were other scenes I had wanted to write:

-Them having a sleepover and painting each other’s nails. Lewis has a collection of holographic nail polishes. There is a dark plumb one that makes him powerful.

-Them talking about project ideas for the competition. They chose to make a miniature moving figurine of a character they make up for the contest. It is Starlight. They include ideas for other characters in the report.

-Them waiting for the results and getting an envelope with tickets to a fair inside. They buy ice cream to celebrate. Sara treats them and the others assure that she doesn’t owe them anything. 

-Sara having imposter syndrome because Star Light is mostly Lewis’s idea and Oliver did the programing and 3d printing.

-They point out that the actual physics and movement logistics of the project was all Sara.

-At the awards ceremony, the director of this competition is looking at Sara in a way that makes her shiver, but she shakes it off. (This is my hint to a conspiracy that Litho possessed someone to make this competition happen and he wanted the trio, especially Sara, to win from the start.)

-The trio arriving at the space that will become Dreamworld. They are so excited.

-Oliver recruits Pen and Eric to help him set up the speakers throughout the facility. He then gets to pick the music to test the speakers. He plays some songs that he just likes, with some meme songs and especially Siivagunner rips peppered in. He watches as everyone catches on. Lewis is the first of his best friends to notice. The Flintstones jingle gives it away. He remembers Wiatt infodumping about this particular game called 7 Grand Dad and how the channel will sneak the Flintstones theme into their songs as one of their more recurring jokes. Sara is the last to notice. She has been getting phone calls more frequently ever since the reward ceremony. This particular one must have taken a long time and captured all her attention. Once she does notice, she has this look on her face that is both fond and exasperated and cry of, “Oliverrrrr,” that devolves into giggles is music to his ears.

[gladyscontrerasart]

I've been wondering for a while now. Are you self-taught as far as manga drawing is concerned (because it looks seriously impressive and professional) or did you have classes or some other resources to help you?

I mean, you're obviously a professional artist. But how much of your manga skills do you owe to that?

I don't know about professional artist. I've only worked on 1 job since graduating over 10 years ago and my current job is an office 9-5 (kill meeeee). I went to college for animation, but art-wise I'm mostly self taught. I'm that quiet kid that doodled on the desk and all the notebooks I owned. Here's an example of some REALLY EARLY stuff.

In college, a friend wanted to make a Great Saga manga with the college group of friends. A year after we started practicing hand inking, we still didn't have anything to show/post. I argued that we show post/make anything just to keep improving and later, when we were proficient, we should work his Great Saga. Needless to say, that didn't happen and the bills were piling up and we all kinnda splintered off.

I started making Courtship of Lady Tokio to learn on my own. I figured that if I liked the story I would like drawing it (very true so far, with a few chapters that I just dreaded and procrastinated over for long periods of time [the current chapter, a victim of this at this moment]). I have a ton of manga in my closet that are filled with sticky notes and used as reference, they are a lot of different genres, which is probably why my work looks a bit cobbled together. I also have a folder on my computer of screenshots of manga I'm reading that I like. Things like the way the panel is set up or the use of black vs. white on characters/backgrounds, just anything that grabs my attention. I really really LOVE the look of CLAMP's Tsubasa & XXXHolic. All black and white with no/sparing tones (maybe some day I'll do something similar).

I still don't feel like I have a sense of good, balanced pages. I'm still working on balancing black and white spaces. And sometimes I struggle with "should this panel have a background? Or just leave it blank? Put a tone in there or just leave it white?"

Also, I'm starting to concentrate on adding some more action panels and breaking out of panels themselves. Also playing with panels on the pages. Not all panels need to be created the same all the time. Time to break all rules!

OMG... I totally ranted here. Ummm, so yes, the short answer is I'm self taught =D

[messylustt]

Help everything hurts (damned period) but the love i feel for Hobie is stronger! so i was really thinking about how i need a fic about Hobie and f!reader (it's more self insert? so she's just a normal girl) buying some stuff for his boat-house, painting it and making it more Hobie-core.. more him i guess but before we can see what's gonna happen we got the "flashbacks"? the moments? who shows us how they got to that moment, showing us their feelings for each other, like for example it can start with them having slept together! (not sexually at least now now just cuddling, it's normal for them, like or it's Hobie who invites her to sleep at his house or it's her straight up showing up in front of his door with the most evil smile to him (he finds it cute!!) saying something like:

"guess what we're gonna watch tonight cariño— no don't look at me like that! guess what?? try to guess c'mon"

"*Hobie fake ass sighing here with his ajxysjxj smirk* wha'? 90 day fiancé, luv?"

and she just go "jshxjsdhzkd" because she (i—fucking love it, it's so stupid but i love it) adores it and adores how Hobie reacts to it lol so i can imagine her being a little emotional than her usual and saying without thinking twice after jumping into his arms (who are always open to hug her) in the most softest voice and telling him "tu eres mi media naranja...!" but then abruptly stopping to hug him and showing him a little away (it wasn't on purpose and both miss already the contact) from her (he pouted here and was also confused by her reactions) cause!! girl!!! you have to be calm!!! so she just "hehe..he yea um lemme go turn on the tv for it" so while she's doing that he's just "mmmm now hol' on—" (as the bested boyfriend in the whole ass world, I nominated him that because I got obsessed with him, my headcanon is that he does study your mother language so he can talk with you/understanding you but he's learning so he doesn't know very well what she said, he has to do some research while he's in the bathroom lol)

So after watching it they go to sleep but it turned to be more intimately than the "usual", them caressing each other face/back/hands etc, their hugs become more tight, them playfully tickling each other, their playful flirting turns to be more than just playful, Hobie falling asleep in the curve of her neck etc so yea it's different and both can see it very well and their mind is just so full of love for the other one! but also stupid little doubts invade it, do they feel the same? is it actually one-sided??? bah! after waking up they just, lay together on his bed, it's morning and they have to get up yet the only thing they do is looking at each other in the most fondest way (and i cry, anyway) Hobie's fingers are drawing circles on her arm then it goes up to her neck till they lays on her warm cheek, her mouth opens and close then with regret she just choose to playful "flirt" after watching his eyes landing on her lips, "Hobes, i know you love me but 'm not gonna cook, your kitchen hates me" and then she winced (in her mind she was just banging her head onto everything solid she can imagine) her stress just got higher and higher because Hobie wasn't even answering, are you sure girl? he was just looking at her and said it again, "ya i know tha' you 'do', but do you 'really' do?", then chuckled to her confused face and took her hand and dragged her out to his bed and his chuckle turned into a full laugh after he heard her stomach grumbling. was it her answer?

So while she breaks the eggs (in the end he won) and the other set the table, (he was placing her favorite cup next to his), she finished to cook their pancakes and got close to the table he dragged her chair close to him so she can place her legs onto his when they start to eat and talk about what they're gonna do today together.

So as they finished to eat and she get very into her planning about decorating his boat-house, it's his or hers? who cares, he'd be happy to hear it "hers" or even better "theirs" he nods as he listens and thinks yea i have to get close i can't hear her even if she's literally talking in front of my face— now wait, "pink?" and he snorts amused as she nods very seriously to him, "i thought you'd like it, a little of it wouldn't kill you, Hobes."

"wha' 'bout my reputation, luv"

"never heard of it, cariño. not my fault if you're a little delulu."

and he raises his eyebrow very amused as he tickles her and doesn't show not an ince of mercy even if she was begging in tears into his arms. "can't hear ya, luv. say it a little louder"

" 'm sorry, Hobes" she say while she tries to catch her breath from laughing just too much.

And Hobie does nothing but praise himself because his plan went the way he wanted, snuggling his head very deviously into the curve of her neck, "mm ya do."

Then it can show them outside of the boat-house, ready to walk together to buy the stuff for it, and while they do a lot can happen, they meet one of the spiderfriends who cockblock (without knowing, maybe Peter and Gwen?) Hobie, or do the wingman for Hobie (Pavitr & Miles i am looking at you) but they do it very bad or, my favorite, making Hobie jealous (Miguel i am watching you) because Hobie jealous is hot) and that poor soul became the "enemy" of Hobie 'cause they got a crush on her! just whatever that shows more moments that makes them both go: "sooo i do have a chance then" and get the courage to tell each other "i love you" and get together (finishing the fic with them decorating and painting together the boat, with a lot of kisses and sweet very sweet moments)

plus a bonus with the spider group being divided between "hell yea i told ya they would get together!" and "what are you talking about? they already were together" and then someone being a menace telling them "y'all are funny, but they are actually married?"

everyone: "..."

Btw here's a hint: Hobie do buy in secret the pink dye for painting the boat, black and pink are pretty together!

OH MY GOD SORRY I WAS WRITING AND WRITING AND I DIDN'T KNEW I WROTE THIS MUCH!! sorry 😭 I hope the english is understandable and doesn't have too much grammar errors, probably Hobie is ooc but hey i will blame it on my hormones as usual

omgggg no hon that’s okay!! my delulu brain is eating this up benisnwklsososk

[selfindulgentpixies]

When stars align: BLR Gala 2023

Hosted by @margumis AKA Mara Wintour

Satoru Gojo x Rossi

As the night draws on the limo of someone everyone was expecting to be fashionably late arrives. Gojo Satoru after all has never been a man to be hurried over anything even before he’d had his big break as a teen. What people weren’t expecting is how when he gets out of the limo he turns to help another person out. A smaller hand adorned with short but sharp red nails, a direct contrast to the white ones adorning Gojo’s hand is placed in his. 

Camera flashes go wild as the artist Rossi steps out of the vehicle, whispering something that draws a sharp laugh from Gojo before he pulls their hand up to his mouth for a quick kiss eliciting another wave of camera flashes before they even begin making their way up the steps. Whispers as the night had grown on were that despite their invitation the artist who’d recently made their big break had decided to not attend the Gala, no one had thought that they’d show up on the arm of a man such as Gojo Satoru even with rumors about them being friends after they’d been commissioned to do several paintings of him for a period drama he was staring in. 

As the pair make their way up the stairs and are stopped by the interviewer Rossi looks a bit nervous until Gojo leans down and whispers something in their ear, placing a large hand at the small of their back. 

Interviewer: “Now this is a surprising turn of events, the arrival of the always anticipated Gojo Satoru and the ever elusive artist Rossi! Who would have expected the two of you to arrive together! “

Gojo grins bright like the stars that inspired his look.

Gojo: “We talked about it a lot before deciding to show up together. They took a lot of convincing, almost hurt my feelings,” he says teasingly while looking down at Rossi, silver rimmed shades sliding down his nose a bit.

Rossi: “I just wasn’t sure about making our relationship public in such an… extravagant way. But that’s how Satoru likes it. Lives for the dramatics.” 

Interviewer: “It’s part of why his arrival is always highly anticipated! But tell us, this is your first time at an event such as this, how are you feeling?”

Rossi: “Honestly? Nervous, part of why we were late was because I nearly got cold feet.”

Gojo: “They just needed some reassurance, as you can see we’re here now.”

Rossi: “I also would have felt guilty if all the work Miss Mara Wintour put into our outfits went to waste.”

Interviewer: “And they are lovely! What’s inspired your looks tonight? Clearly the two of you are matching just in different color palettes!”

Rossi: “Ah! Our outfits are inspired by red and white dwarf stars! It was Satoru’s idea for us to match in this way.”

Interviewer: “Well it fits brilliantly with the theme! Now given the theme and the two of you premiering your relationship tonight I’m sure people want to know how and when this happened. 

Rossi: “It’s probably not terribly professional but it happened while I was working on his portraits for the period drama he’s working on. Paintings like those, especially when done traditionally, take a  lot of time so we spent a lot of late nights in eachother’s company. Just talking while I worked and he modeled” A blush can be seen rising to Rossi’s cheeks. 

Gojo: “I did most of the talking in the beginning honestly, they were awfully quiet.” 

Rossi: “I was nervous! You’d scouted me off my first gallery showing and brought me to the attention of the showrunners insisting you wanted me to do your portraits. I’d never had such a big and important project before. I didn’t want to mess it up by saying the wrong thing.You’re a bit of a notorious diva you know.”

Both Gojo and the interviewer laugh. 

Gojo: “There wouldn’t have a been thing you could have said to me to make me want to kick you off the project.,” as he says this he tucks a loose curl behind Rossi’s ear. -later there will be compilations of Gojo looking love struck -

“There the two of you are! Satoru’s lateness is rubbing off on you it seems.” Further up the stairs is Geto Suguru who’d arrived at the Gala on time.  He motions for the late pair to hurry along. 

Gojo: “It seems like we’re being rushed,” he says with a chuckle. 

Interviewer: “Of course! Well you too enjoy your evening, especially you, Rossi, I hope your first star studded event is one you enjoy.” 

Rossi: “Thank you! You as well.” the words followed by a bit of a wince and whisper to Gojo as they turn away from the interviewer. “Was that the right response?” 

Gojo: “Its fine you’re fretting too much.” he gives Rossi’s waist a squeeze as the two of them ascend the stairs toward Gojo’s costar. 

Interviewer: And there goes another lovely pair for the evening! What a surprise they are.