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rise leo does know whats going on with his brothers, dont you worry

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I colored

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Jack Conte - Yeah Yeah Yeah

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Perhaps a more literal "Clerk Lover" than most abnormalities playfully given the title; Rat King shows significant variance in hostility when faced with high level employees vs. low rank ones. Teams otherwise completely decimated by its rampages may find themselves with stragglers who were merely forced out of the way in favor of more enticing prey, at least in the moment.

Naturally, Managers should take care to discourage any dangerous ideas about 'mercy' 'favoritism' or "kindness" lest they find abnormality containment units suddenly prone to failure.

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How we got here (part 4)

Content warning: suggestive content, dubious consent

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Im gonna pass out

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Oh, goodness! It looks like someone strung up some mistletoe! What three couples (or throuples!) got stuck together underneath and how’d they react?

Hii @mylovelylittleobsessions and thank you so much for sending me this ask game! I was already itching to do a part 2 of the Seven Minutes in Heaven game, so this is absolutely perfect! It's a mix of modern!AU and leaving it up to the viewer. Again, all pairings will be Adar-centric m/m ships and I will put my ideas below a cut. And again, beware the smooches, ye who enter here.

(Also I did four because I had too many ideas oops)

Pairings:

Adar/Círdan (established)

Adar/Celebrimbor (established, modern!AU)

Adar/Gil-Galad

Adar/Elrond (established, modern!AU)

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Adar/Círdan

"Well, would you look at that?" Círdan says and grins. At Adar's raised eyebrows, his gaze drifts upwards, where the uruk can see some mistletoe hanging over their heads.

He looks back at the elf and starts smirking, before he steps closer to the other. "And what does this mean, I wonder?"

"Hm - couples are expected to kiss under the mistletoe. It's a tradition," the elf explains as if Adar isn't already aware of the aforementioned custom.

Adar pretends to ponder that for a moment, then shrugs and leans forward with a mischievous grin. "That sort of kiss?"

And he presses one to Círdan's forehead. The fair-haired elf briefly closes his eyes at the gentle contact, but when Adar pulls back, there is a gleam in his expression. "...not quite."

"Hm. Maybe that one?" And Adar kisses his eyelids, barely a brush of lips.

"No. Not quite that one either. But it's closer," the elf says with a tiny smirk.

"Alright - then what about this one?" Adar asks, and finally leans close and places his lips on Círdan's, contact gentle as a breath. He doesn't pull back far this time.

Círdan makes a humming sound. "Yes - but I am not sure it's completely right yet. I'll need to make sure whether or not I might be mistaken."

"That can be arranged," the uruk smiles, expression fond, and fully presses his lips against the elf's. Their arms find their way around each other's hips as they enjoy the quiet moment.

Judging by the way Círdan smiles into the kiss as well, Adar seems to have managed to figure out which kind of kiss it was that had been required by the mistletoe - and the elf in his arms.

Adar/Celebrimbor (established, modern!AU)

The two of them only briefly split up, Adar to get himself refill of Gil-Galad's famous mulled wine, Celebrimbor to briefly talk to Mirandia about some smithing work.

When they join up again, the smith is beaming - and while Adar had been too late to get himself a glass of mulled wine (Galadriel had been faster, as she usually was), seeing the other so happy puts a smile on the uruk's face as well.

Only when the two stand together and begin hearing snickers from across the room do they realise, after some giddy pointing by Gil and Elrond, that there is a mistletoe hanging directly above them.

While Adar pretends to be a little annoyed at the elves' childish antics, Celebrimbor looks fascinated - and contemplative.

"Is something the matter?" Adar asks and raises an eyebrow. His hand easily finds Tyelpe's shoulder. When the smith focuses his gaze on the uruk again, his expression is warm and open. He shakes his head, and then-

"Aren't you going to kiss me?" Celebrimbor asks, confident and just a little mischievous. Adar never expected the other to be so forward when they first got together, but it is a quality he adores about the elf.

He places his hand in Tyelpe's hair and strokes the soft curls, enjoys how the smith's head tips into his palm, eyes full of affection. Adar knows that he couldn't deny the other a kiss even if he tried.

Their kiss is soft, and they break apart to pepper some smaller kisses onto one another's lips right after. Then they just remain standing together with their foreheads touching for a while.

Only after a moment do they part again. Seeing Gil-Galad bring out a refilled bowl of mulled wine, Adar juts his chin in that direction. "I'll see if I will be luckier this time around. Will you wait for me here?" The resulting grin is almost sly, but quickly morphs into one of fondness again.

The smith smiles back, nods, and then motions for Adar to go. "Better be quick then. And bring me a glass as well, please." The uruk nods, and then he's gone, quickly drawn into another attempt to pester Gil for the recipe of the drink. (The uruk has already tried countless times. He won't be successful this time either.)

Celebrimbor watches the other go, and then looks back up at the decoration over his head. He has pondered finally proposing to the uruk for a while now. And considering his profession, he has decided to fashion the ring himself.

Looking up at the mistletoe, and how close it hangs to a decoration made of holly leaves and its berries, he thinks he might finally have an idea for a design.

Adar/Gil-Galad

The usually so self-confident and flirty Adar is surprised to the point of almost freezing up when Gil-Galad points to the decoration above their heads with a qurik of his eyebrow. The uruk has been too focused on the discussion at hand, and perhaps also on the elven king's dark eyes, his voice, his hands-

One of which is rising up now, slow enough that Adar could pull away, while the elven king keeps his eyes locked onto the uruk in front of him. With gentle fingers, he touches a strand of hair hanging in front of Adar's face, and tucks it behind his ear, fingertips grazing the delicate tip of it in the process.

Adar feels color bloom across his face; he's taken off-guard by the forwardness, but also the softness of the gesture. Gil-Galad's eyes remain warm. And then there is a slight quirk to his lips.

"May I?" asked low enough no-one else could hear. It's clear that the other is being delicate about this for Adar's sake - he is giving him the chance to refuse, even to pretend none of this had happened in the first place.

The uruk feels the skin of his ear prickle where Gil-Galad has touched it, and swallows his fears. "Yes."

His voice comes out breathier than he expected.

The elven king is still slow as he cups the back of Adar's head, grip light, and leaves him room to turn away, to change his mind. Adar remains still and stares at the other right until the moment their lips meet.

He's pretty sure that he makes a small sound - he'll likely be embarrassed thinking about it, later, but for the moment he can't focus on anything but the other's lips on his, the elf's body heat as both of them step into each other's space, how the grip at the back of his head becomes tighter.

When they part for breath, Adar feels as if he were floating, and relishes in the way the elven king looks ruffled as well, lips kiss-swollen and eyes so impossibly dark.

Adar/Elrond (established, modernAU)

The half-elf, who is usually so quick to fluster, is giving Adar a cheeky lop-sided grin when Adar steps next to him. He motions his chin up and when the uruk follows the motion- ah. That is why. Adar looks down at the other again, asking a silent question with only his eyes - 'Do you want to?'

A nod. 'Yes.'

Adar turns fully towards Elrond then and cups his cheek. He smiles warmly at the other, who faintly blushes at the gentle touch. The uruk steps forward and rests his forehead against Elrond's, whose eyes fall closed as they breathe in each other's scents. The sound of everyone else talking, the Christmas carols on the radio, all of it falls away.

Adar brushes the tip of his nose against Elrond's, who chuckles just a little before Adar rubs their noses together gently, his grip shifting to cup the back of Elrond's head. The uruk tilts his head - on the next stroke of their noses, he moves his mouth down and captures the peredhel's with it.

He more feels than hears the exhale of air through the Elrond's nostrils, and then the younger one reaches up to put his hands on Adar's shoulders and kisses him back, lips moving against each other slowly, languidly.

Adar is pretty sure he feels at least one set of eyes on him - on them. But he doesn't bristle. He doesn't even mind. All that counts in that moment is the person he is kissing, and that when he opens his eyes, Elrond is looking back at him, slightly flushed, and undeniably happy.

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current fit: boxers + a frog and toad shirt . who wants me

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HYUNJIN on instagram: ah changbin hyung dont make me laugh

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Love your Itty Bitties Fairy Timmy Au

(Did a drawing attempt of your fairy Timmy in a little bit of the cartoon’s style and my own)

EATING THISS!!!!!!!!

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I thought it would be fun to compile all the tutu character themes into one post, especially for anyone who’s not as familiar with the music! I’m almost certainly missing some so please send in suggestions and I’ll add them to the post.

Princess Tutu Character Themes:

Duck:

Tchaikovsky’s nutcracker overture. Fun fact she sings her own theme in the first episode!

Princess Tutu:

Tchaikovsky’s Waltz of the Flowers

Fakir:

Beethoven’s Coriolan Overture (mainly when he’s either in a fight or antagonizing mytho or Duck):

Rimsky-Korsakov’s Scheherazade: the Story of the Kalendar Prince (the main theme of episode 12, which plays as he and Duck search for Mytho. It’s also used in season 2 mainly in reference to his writing).

Princess Kraehe:

Erik Satie’s Gymnopedie No. 1 (plays most notably when she first transforms into Kraehe in episode 7)

Mytho:

Tchaikovsky’s Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy (plays during our very first introduction to mytho! If you see him dancing a solo 99% of the time it’s going to be to this song)

Richard Wagner’s Siegfried Idyll

Richard Wagner’s Siegfried’s Funeral March (Raven Mytho’s Theme)

Drosselmeyer:

Tchaikovsky’s Nutcracker March, often altered to sound more foreboding

Miss Edel:

Delibes’ Coppelia: Musique des Automates. Notable because it all but spoils that she’s a puppet for those familiar with the plot of Coppelia

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How far are the bois getting in research? Depending on mod load, I know the research tree can get pretty complicated. I usually like to modify my game so they’re always Tribal Intellect, cause I like to make em really work for the study, ha.

A combination of ideological research boosts, expertise research boosts, and coffee research boosts means that the Jones boys can finish AT LEAST one research project per day, though it's usually much closer to two or three. I can't keep up with them anymore!! They fly through it so fast! I'm just researching pointless stuff now to give them something to do.

Pemmican? Sure. Harps? Sounds good. Deathrest? Maybe we'll need it someday. Moisture pump? ANYTHING, JUST READ!!

They are much too smart for their own good, though I suppose they feel they have a lot of catching up to do because of time lost to The Cube.

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ohhhh the urge to hand in my paper without proofreading is Strong. searching for the last shreds of my pride to save me

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