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[tender-rosiey]

hiii! can i request for fyodor, dazai, and ranpo hcs about "the romantic things they would do to win your heart" ty!

“I WANT YOUR LOVE”

— how dazai, fyodor and chuuya try to win your heart

a/n: i went through the five stages of grief writing this UHOFHO also sorry I didn't include ranpo; I hope you like it nonetheless <3 up next is husband!sukuna

OSAMU DAZAI:

so, I wouldn’t say extravagant BUT I would say that it is pretty loud

like gives you a huge bouquet in front of literally everyone kind of loud

also literally shouts your name whenever he sees you, “AHH BELLADONNA, MY BEAUTIFUL Y/N HOW GORGEOUS YOU LOOK TODAY!”

the way he brightens up in your presence is also so obvious like eugh take your lovesick self away bro

he also has a special sixth sense that tells him that you’re close by

when he does get to you, he literally showers you with affection

also, you know when he ditches meetings? he would literally attend them just to be with you, if you’re there that is

same case is when he is running away from kunikida, my man chooses to live his last moments gazing at your beauty and then happily suffer kunikida’s wrath

exhibit a:

“atsushi, have you seen dazai?” kunikida asked as he and atsushi patrolled the streets.

atsushi shook his head, but quickly went to get you, who was busy finishing the taiyaki you got as a treat for yourself after a day of hard work.

however, looks like this travail won’t end so you look up at both of them and tilt your head lightly, “do you guys need something?”

atsushi doesn’t answer, but instead inhales deeply and screams, “DAZAI-SAN, Y/N IS HERE!” which you could bet that the entirety of the city heard.

it’s quiet for a while, but then you hear the sound of rapid steps and panting. the moment you look back, you’re tackled by the bandaged man who merely chirps a happy ‘belladonna!’ as the both of you land on the ground.

“here he is, kunikida-san,” atsushi says with a smile and kunikida nods thoughtfully then proceeds to scribble something in his notebook.

you do hear, amidst getting yourself squashed in a hug by dazai, kunikida mumbling something along the lines of “scream ‘y/n is here’ so dazai can appear”.

he literally doesn’t try to hide it, but that’s like in the very beginning of him falling for you

when he realizes that ‘crap it's serious’ and that he really did fall for someone

I feel like his way of trying to win your heart will change to be much more intimate and quieter

like he is still loud and chaotic on daily basis, of course

but you will find yourself sharing a lot of quiet moments where you just bask in each other’s presence

he gets protective as well, but like people can tell he IS being protective, but YOU can’t

not because you’re dumb, oblivious or anything, it’s just that dazai doesn’t want to make you feel like your relationship changed and low-key doesn’t want to make it awkward

a protective that makes you go ‘what’s wrong with dazai’ and makes the other person go ‘I need to run’

I also see him still getting you bouquets, but they will be accompanied with small notes

they could be like the following:

“you are so beautiful that I swoon for you.”

“I hope your day was as lovely as you are.”

“how can someone be this effortlessly gorgeous?”

of course, they still include comical ones

“I accidentally knocked the tomato soup on kunikida’s pants yesterday, and his face was as red as said soup from anger. you could say that ‘the time of the month’ was a bit harsh on him ;)”

I also feel like he will try to initiate conversations a lot more (idk how because like y’all already talked A LOT)

It’s just that he becomes curious about what you think of everything and purely wants to know more about you, your views in life and whatnot

you could be talking about the silliest things and he would still be so interested and fully indulge you

I see him also sharing with you places with beautiful scenery that he often goes to; it’s just so intimate and he WANTS to make you know that you’re special

he jokes and still flirts loudly, but there are quiet moments because he wants you to understand that you having a hold on his heart is no joke

FYODOR DOSTOYEVSKY:

hm, it’s been a while since I wrote for him

so remember how I said dazai is kind of subtle in showing his genuine interest?

well, with fyodor you can’t even tell whether he changed or not

it’s just a normal everyday fyodor

BUT there some stuff he does extra

he gets protective, but just a little

so before, he used to glare at anyone who gets near you to hurt you which makes them quickly stop in their tracks, now he just instantly grabs their hand and threatens to kill them

another thing I see him doing is like taking you to places that he finds amusement in or like enjoys lol

that’s to show you off or show you a part of him in a more obvious way

he wants to show you his interests and see if they appeal to you as well or not

if they don’t then fak you, I mean then it’s fine cause variety is key

“fyodor.”

“yes?”

“couldn’t we go to a more entertaining place?” you inquire as you sip your drink and stare at the man who got you here in the first place.

fyodor smirks lightly, “whatever do you mean? this is highly entertaining.”

“1 year olds eating chess pieces is not my kind of entertainment, but okay.”

literally does stuff like this for giggles and his actual entertainment

loves messing with you but like lowkey

I also see him starting to compliment you more, like just smol compliments and sometimes you even have to read between the lines to get it

but sometimes he doesn’t even try to hide it

like nikolai could be doing god knows what, but just know it’s chaotic and sigma is trying to stop him but it just results in more chaos

and fyodor would just sigh and say something along the lines of “truly, an intelligence similar to y/n’s must be hard to achieve especially for you two.”

nikolai just laughs a laugh that screams bro stfu

sigma is just offend cause like why insult me while flirting with y/n?? tf did I do???

I also think that he will be more recognizing or acknowledging of your talents?

like with fyodor, I think the biggest sign of him liking you is accepting you as an equal and not treating you as a pawn or someone less than him

exhibit a:

“fyodor, shouldn’t this arrangement be discussed without someone like her present?” the man sneers as he looks you up and down, “she doesn’t seem trustworthy nor intelligent enough to keep up with our conversations.”

you hold back from responding and merely look at fyodor, who looks at the man in silence. he clears his throat lightly after he sips some tea and speaks up, “my apologies, but if anyone lacks in intelligence then it’s certainly you.”

both your eyes and the man’s widen at fyodor’s reply; the man is angered and he stands up abruptly, “how dare you say that?! It is more than obvious that I possess more intelligence than your subordinate here!”

fyodor raises an eyebrow in inquiry, “who said that she is my subordinate?”

the man is confused, and so are you, but fyodor pays no mind as he continues, “about the trust part, the only reason you’re going to do your end of the deal is because of the information I hold against you,” a smirk takes its place on fyodor’s lips, “meanwhile, her, I can give her a knife and she wouldn’t stab me, even in a million years.”

lmao if that ain’t down bad and blindly in love then idk

also, as we all must’ve guessed: he is pretty classic in terms of ‘flirting’ with you

but I do see him gifting you a rose of some sort and saying a smartass line like “even with its thorns, the rose is considered a sign of love and romance; is that to imply the hardships that come with loving someone?—“

boy shut yo ass and give me the damn flower

CHUUYA NAKAHARA:

chuuya is someone really honest so I think he will be really obvious and clear about wanting to win your heart

albeit a bit on the tsundere side sometimes but oh well

it’s still a lot more open that the others I have mentioned and feels very genuine

I also believe that he would want you to know that he likes you

plus I don’t think he can hide it well anyway

so he gets teased by everyone along with yourself

“ooo, who caught the heart of our badass mafia executive?”

and he would just grumble, “wow, i wonder who.”

of course, it’s a given that he would buy you souvenirs and gifts cause HEYYYY YOU DESERVE THE BEST

exhibit a:

“y/n, I need to give you something!”

you perk up at the voice and smile at chuuya, “yeah?”

he looks you in the eye for a moment before grumbling, face a soft hue of pink, and getting out the gift he got and placing it on your desk.

“aww, chuuya, you shouldn’t have!”

he crosses his arms and looks to the side, cheeks burning slightly, “yeah yeah, but I wanted to get you something.”

the smile never leaves your face and instead gets bigger as you see what’s inside. the thing about chuuya’s gifts is that they are always thoughtful.

“do you…like it?” you hear him mumble softly and just to hug him tightly.

“thank you so much! it’s amazing! I really love it!”

he stumbles over his words before yelling, obviously flustered, “t-that’s good! but you don’t have to hug me!”

“you don’t want me to?” you ask, slightly sad and chuuya wants to kick himself for making you like that.

“I DIDN’T SAY THAT EITHER!”

lmao, I love the guy

when you guys do get into a relationship, he is a lot less shy and open for affection but we are still not there yet hehe

something to add is that he also loves taking you anywhere you like

like either drive you there with his very cool motorcycle or you guys hanging out at some place

and like the places are…very extravagant to say the least

“so what do you think of the place?”

“chuuya, the walls are painted gold.”

“and?”

“chuuya, the fountain is dripping gold.”

“you don’t deserve anything less.”

Idk about you guys but I also think chuuya is a huge tease when he wants just not as horribly or as big as dazai

like just light teasing in general but it’s still so flustering; they’re things like:

“did the doll forget her keys again?”

“poor baby, want me to kiss it for you?” (but a lot less derogatory than when he said it to dazai 🤡; he really does want to kiss the pain away for you <33)

chuuya is rather protective by default so I feel like that won’t change, maybe amplified? but you can’t tell the difference because chuuya was always willing to beat some ass anyway

I see him being pretty attentive to your needs as well

like he has a bottle of water for you ready and maybe some food along with any personal essentials. he is a little grumpy when giving it to you, but it’s just to mask how nervous he is because of your smile

another thing, i think he does is write you letters

and they most of the time have poems? since you had told him about how he somehow (he did take offense to the word) has a good way with words

he also loves getting praised by you so it’s worth it even if it makes him a bit shy

now to end this on a cute note, the beginning phase of his confession included one of his poems accompanied with a rose

and its last lines were:

“once I believed love poems were foolish yet now I do nothing but dream about love”

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𝐀/𝐍: kinda short compared to the other chapters but we love the ro'meaves so i had to include this episode :)

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𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 ☆ 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 | 𝐀𝐎𝟑 | 𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐒

“holy crap, that’s their house?!” you exclaim, leaning forward as your wide eyes ogle at the house—no, mansion—that the car is pulling into the driveway of.

“oh yeah.” sylvanna looks back at you, her eyebrows waggling. “garte owns a really successful business, the ro’meave corporation. he’s in retail and the landowning industry, and business really started booming for him a couple of years ago. you didn’t know?”

you shake your head, tearing your eyes away from the stunning tall trees, huge front yard, and the beautiful brick house to sylvanna. her beautiful teal dress hugged her perfectly, and the gold she used to accessorize perfectly complemented her skin. she leans back towards you, whispering in your ear with a mischievous grin.

“you should marry one of the boys one day and then you can live in a mansion,” she giggles, before leaning away with a wink and sticking out her tongue to show you she was just joking. “just kidding. you’re not allowed to date until you’re thirty, either.”

you laugh, feeling your cheeks burn a bit as you shake your head. aphmau narrows her eyes at the two of you suspiciously before stepping out of the car, with the two of you following behind. the home was colonial style, with black shutters and vines growing up the front. 

you glance back at your friend, who is drooling equally as hard as she takes in the scenery.

“what a humble little place.” you shrug haughtily, earning a wary warning glance back from your mom.

aphmau’s eyes are still wide when she shakes her head in disbelief.

“they gave off rich vibes but i didn’t expect this.”

“at least they’re humble?”

zianna greets you all at the door, wearing a beautiful coral dress, a dainty gold wristwatch, and matching gold jewelry. her hair is styled into a beautiful curl blowout, and her green eyes are outlined by dark lashes and elegant eyeliner.

you can see where the boys got their looks from, noticing a similar pout in the full lips and the long thick lashes in the woman before you. you’re starting to wonder what the dad looked like.

“ahh! i’m so glad you guys could make it!” she excitedly ushers you in, your feet landing on beautiful dark polished hardwood floors.

your eyes look around at the tall ceilings and rounded archways into separate rooms, the closest one looking like what was probably the living room. your eyes trail up the large staircase in front of you, landing on garroth who had come down to greet you.

he wore navy blue slacks and a nice button-up shirt, rolled up to his elbows along with the unbuttoned navy blazer he paired with it. 

you’re glad you wore a pretty dress, now.

“don’t you two just look gorgeous!” your vision is covered by zianna, who smells like rich perfume as she admires you. “don’t you think, gar-gar?”

he makes it to the bottom of the flight, smiling at everyone.

“yes, they’re all gorgeous.”

“if you two wanted to marry one of my boys i’d totally let you!” garroth’s ears turn red at his mom’s words, and he steps over to greet your dad with a solid handshake. 

“then we’d all be related!” mom and sylvanna squeal along with her, before beginning to shuffle their way into the kitchen to finish dinner.

“gar-gar, why don’t you give the girls a house tour while us moms have our girl talk in the kitchen?”

you turn to notice your dad already walked off somewhere, probably to find garroth’s dad?

“yes ma’am.” garroth sighs, before turning to you and aph. “at least with a house tour we won’t have to listen to the three of them.”

aphmau sighs. “yeah, seriously.”

garroth turns back to where he came, gesturing at the staircase as he strides up to them. 

“here’s the stairs—“

“wow!” you and aphmau drawl out in unison, sarcastic wonder on your faces as you both applaud him.

he slowly turns to the two of you with a smile, the corners of his mouth downturned in embarrassment.

“shut up…” he giggles, before trekking up the steps.

you two follow behind in a fit of giggles, following behind your blonde tour guide. he turns to the first door in the long, wide hallway at the top of the stairs.

“this is zane’s room.” he turns the doorknob before using his foot to kick the door the rest of the way open. “hey baby brother!”

zane tumbles off of his chair in surprise, a loud yelp coming from his lips.

“garroth!” he yells in annoyance. “can’t you see i’m in the middle of something?!”

you peek in the room. the walls were darkly painted and the furniture was a dark—almost black wood. shelves were lined with collectibles from video games and shows, some that you were familiar with, some not. across from his bed was a large tv, and next to it a desk with a gaming pc. the small avatar on the computer screen begins taking damage, to which zane groans, scrambling for his mouse and keyboard to fight the monster off.

“why don’t you come downstairs and pause the game?” garroth quips back, staring unimpressed at the screen.

“it. can’t. be. paused.” he slowly turns his head towards the three of you, freckled face crinkled in irritation. “i’m in the middle of a dungeon. get out! i’ll come down when i want to!”

garroth holds his hands up in surrender, backing up out of the room and closing the door behind him. he turns back to you and aphmau sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck.

“sorry about him. he’s, uh… well, he really likes to isolate himself.”

you shrug, lips pressed in a thin smile. aphmau shrugs too, mentioning how zane was at least right about not being able to pause mmo games.

“ah, well i wouldn’t really know about that. i’m not into games as much as he is—i usually only ever play console games.”

“what do you play?” you ask, hoping your tone wasn’t too eager as you follow him down the hall towards another room.

“oh, well i think legend of zelda is fun—“ he interrupts himself by entering the door of another room. “hey, vylad.”

vylad sighs, glancing over from his bed as he sits perfectly straight, legs crossed and breathing evenly.

“you really have a problem with knocking, garroth.” he breathes in before exhaling, glancing over at you girls behind the intruder. “hey.”

“sorry baby brother.” garroth steps in further as vylad gives up on whatever meditating he was in the middle of, getting up and looking around his room.

the walls were a calming shade of forest green, quite similar to the boy’s eyes. a lot of his decorations were made of what looked like raw birch, continuing the natural theme. the only lighting in the room was the sunlight shining through the windows and a few candles that had been lit. they gave off a refreshing scent, making the whole room cozy and relaxing.

“i love your room, it’s so calm…” you compliment, trying not to look too amazed at how soft and comfortable his bed looked, as it was covered in the fluffiest duvet and pillows you’ve ever seen.

“thanks!” he grins.

now that you look at him, he really did look way more like his mom than his brothers. he wore some dark brown slacks with a loose linen shirt, looking like a young academic ready to teach his own class.

“i’m giving them a tour, wanna come along?” garroth asks, fiddling with a rubik’s cube from vylad’s dresser.

vylad stretches and shrugs, blowing out his candles and following the three of you to the door.

“well since i was so kindly interrupted in my meditation, why not?”

garroth sheepishly chuckles, making his way to the room directly across from vylad’s. “i said sorry…”

“you know, when you’re older if you don’t break this opening-doors-without-knocking habit it’ll turn into actually breaking down doors a habit in the future.”

“okay, that’s a bit exaggerated” he shakes his head. “i’m kinda strong, but not enough to break down a door with one push. besides, that’s just plain rude.”

“if you trained you could, i could see you being a firefighter. they do that, right?” you offhandedly note, stepping into what you now assume to be garroth’s room.

the walls are a muted shade of blue, reminding you of a color you’d see in a beach condo, complemented by ivory shades of white on his bed and some hints of yellow throughout the rest of his furniture. it was pretty clean and put together, aside from a pile in the corner that had sports jerseys and equipment spilling from a gym bag.

there were a few posters up, some from different song artists and bands, others of some console games—one of which being for legend of zelda. one wall also hung some high-placing medals and ribbons.

“oh? are these all your baseball achievements?”

“yeah… not to brag, i'm also the star player, so…”

“wow, gloating much?” aphmau laughs.

“i mean i would,” you admit, leaning in to look at a team photo on the wall. “captain and star player as a sophomore? i’d be telling everyone.”

garroth’s feet tumble behind you before the picture is covered by his larger hand. he ruffles his hair over the tops of his ears, clearing his throat and turning you around to the rest of his room.

“uh, so how do you like the rest of my room?”

you stifle a giggle, nodding and glancing around.

“it’s nice.”

“great!” his hands land firmly on your shoulders, ushering you and everyone else back out of his room and towards the staircase again.

zane emerges from his room, narrowing his eyes at the four of you as you pass. you finally see his outfit: simple black slacks and a black button-up. he uses his ringed fingers to briefly fluff up his hair, revealing his right eye. for the short time you see it, you notice the pupil was slightly clouded over, and a light scar ran from his eyelid to his brow.

“hey, baby brother.” garroth passes him, and zane’s annoyed expression deepens.

his other eye seems fine, but you slow next to him to double check.

“hi! you better from earlier?”

“obviously i am.” he scowls back, looking entirely unimpressed with you.

“oh.” your smile drops, the short laugh that leaves your lips sounding awkward. “i was just wondering…”

you nearly run into garroth’s back, looking up to see him sending an annoyed glare back at zane.

“zane, that wasn’t nice.”

“she was just asking. if you don’t like her just ignore her like you do to me,” vylad interjects, voice much calmer and even than the older two. “besides, don’t you have any good memories of her? she’s always been nice to you.”

“no, i don’t remember. and i prefer for it to stay that way.”

“zane,” garroth grits.

you send an uncomfortable glance over at aphmau, whose lips are tightly pressed together—unsure and awkward.

“what? mad i offended your little girlfriend? not my fault you—“

“zane, shut your—“

“you know,” aphmau suddenly interjects, cutting the two of them off. “i remember you being a big cry baby when we were younger, zane.”

“huh?!” his head whips over to the shorter girl, freckles cheeks brightening into an embarrassed pink. 

“yeah, and garroth would tease you, but then these two would come to defend you.” vylad raises his eyebrows, smiling smugly at the memory as he glanced at you. “i remember she used to lecture garroth like she was a grown up, and made him feel guilty and apologize everytime.”

“…what? i don’t remember that.” garroth frowns, eyes darting to the floor in thought. “i always remember being a good big brother.”

“oldest sibling syndrome,” vylad mutters to himself in amusement. “i mean, you’ve always been loving, sure. but when we were kids you were always messing with zane.”

zane crosses his arms, staring at the ground as he brews on the memories himself. his eyebrow is furrowed, long black lashes covering whatever emotion you tried to read from his eye. garroth hums to himself in thought, rolling his tongue on the inside of his cheek.

“huh, i kinda remember that, actually.”

“yeah, and i remember vylad used to eat dirt,” zane mutters.

you pettily restrain yourself from laughing, remembering how he had been rude to you just moments ago.

“i’ve always loved nature, what can i say?”

“and glue.”

“yet i still got into o’khasis prep.”

“whatever.” zane’s previous anger returns as he turns back around into his room. “i’m staying in my room until dinner. i don’t know why i even bothered to come out.”

the door slams behind him.

well.

the four of you silently walk downstairs, following garroth as he turns into a large living room.

“i’m really sorry about him. he’s been super angry all the time lately. he usually takes it mostly out on me, but it’s really annoying.” he turns, a heavy sigh leaving his lips and an apologetic look on his face.

“hey, at least he acknowledges your existence.”

“vylad,” garroth pats the younger brother’s shoulder with a small awe, “zane loves you. he’s just… going through some stuff.”

“i know, but still…” he sighs. “anyways, yeah. sorry guys.”

his hands wave forward as he gestures to the room.

“anyways. here’s the living room.”

“i can see that,” you laugh, walking over to the tall, built-in bookshelves that stood on either side of the huge stone fireplace.

“yeah, mom recently went on a huge redecorating spree and bought these new couches.”

aphmau makes a noise of wonder at the large white wrap-around couch, sitting down and poking one of the many soft throw pillows that decorated it.

garroth steps into a hallway that led further off into the house, waving all of you over and stepping down the short stairway into the next section.

“we have a bathroom and our laundry room over here, and…” he steps towards a large french door with frosted glass.

“this used to be the garage but then dad remodeled it to be his home office. he had a new garage built separate from the house,” garroth explains, before turning to crack open the door and peeking in. “dad?”

you turn to aphmau, lowering your voice to a whisper.

“me when i casually turn my garage into my home office.”

she elbows you and vylad snickers, having overheard you. your eyes widen in his direction and he innocently holds his hands up, smiling cheesily in your direction.

“hey, it’s all good. i’m aware my family is rich.”

you cover your mouth as you laugh, before garroth fully opens the door and waves for the three of you to follow him in.

you see where your dad had disappeared off to earlier. he stood with his arms crossed, whatever chat he was having with mr. ro’meave interrupted as the two men look over to greet all of you.

“hello. it’s been a while since i’ve last seen the two of you.” garte smiles, and he looks nearly exact to what you would imagine garroth to look like about twenty five years from now.

he stands from his desk, dressed in a very expensive looking suit as he strides over to politely shake your hand. a very fresh minty cologne briefly passes your nose and as he stands—very tall—in front of you, you notice how perfectly well groomed his short facial hair was.

“you two grew up to be beautiful young ladies.”

“thank you mr. ro’meave, it’s nice to meet you… again?”

“just call me garte.” he smiles, voice as smooth as garroth’s yet much less soft and most definitely firm and assertive.

you couldn’t help but nod in agreement, nervously unable to think of any more words to say. he was definitely a businessman.

“dinner is ready!” zianna’s chimed voice calls out to the house, interrupting your introductions.

“well, i was just beginning to feel hungry. perfect timing.”

everyone files out of the room, you and aphmau trailing behind the group. you lean close to her ear, smirking as you whisper.

“dilf.”

aphmau slowly turns her head to you in shock, jaw dropped and mouth gaping wide open, her cheeks blazing red. her hand covers her mouth as she recovers, clearing her throat.

“real.”

“what are you two whispering about back there?” vylad turns, raising an eyebrow at the two of you.

“nothing!” you both squeak, stiffening up and walking along as he and garroth shoot the two of you a strange look.

you soon find yourself situated with everyone else at the ro’meaves’ huge dining table, plates set with the combination of the three mothers’ efforts.

“so,” garte’s eyes landed on yours, the rest of the table’s attention falling to you, “i was talking to your dad about your move and how you were adjusting to the new school life. how do you like phoenix drop so far?”

“oh, it’s been… pretty good so far.” you gulp down the nervous lump in your throat. “garroth and aphmau are really good friends, so that helps.”

he barks out a laugh, the sound so crisp and clear it nearly startles you out of your seat.

“of course! if anyone gives you trouble you can always go to garroth or any of my boys for help.”

your lips curl up in a forced smile, embarrassment sinking into your skin. in your peripheral vision, you can see zane’s eye practically roll to the back of his head.

garroth leans forward in his seat, his perfect smile matching his father’s. “yeah, seriously. anytime you need help you know you can come to me.”

vylad’s mouth spreads into that same cheesy smile, though it looks like he had shoved something sour in his mouth before doing so.

“same here. i can’t fight, but i’ll do my best.”

“thanks, the same goes for all of you,” you return the sentiment, your cheeks burning uncomfortably hot as you distract yourself by shoving a bite of food in your mouth.

“i don’t think so,” zane mutters with an annoyed groan, earning a quick glare from his brothers.

“zane, you need to–” garroth starts.

“i don’t need to do anything, actually.”

“dad.” vylad turns to garte, the other adults distracted in their own conversation now. “can you tell zane and garroth to stop fighting?”

garte makes a distracted humming noise, before an insistent buzzing interrupts the moment.

“are they?” he asks absentmindedly, his focus turned to his phone as he quickly whips it out from his suit pocket, frowning. “ah, i should take this. it’s about the beach house.”

vylad’s face falls, and garte’s sudden exit from the room seems enough for his older brothers to stop talking, their annoyed expressions dropping as blue eyes watch him disappear through the doorway.

the rest of the dinner you quietly eat your food, listening and joining in to the older ladies’ chatter as they carry on the lively atmosphere. the boys start to gather up dishes on their mother’s command (they’re trained well), and when you reach down to your own plate to help, zianna reaches for your hand.

“oh no, my boys got it, hun!” she begins to pull you away, leading you back to the staircase. “i do want to talk to you about something, though.”

“oh, sure.”

she pulls you into a room upstairs that garroth hadn’t shown you before, another bedroom that you assume to be her and garte's. the room was elegantly decorated with different shades of creams, contrasted by polished dark ebony wood furniture. she leads you to her vanity and shuffles through her drawers.

you turn to glance through a nearby doorway, the room expanding even further into a huge bathroom that looked to be just as big as the bedroom.

“ah, here.” zianna says suddenly, and your attention turns to the taller woman as she dangles an interesting looking necklace in front of you.

you blink, gingerly taking the locket between your fingers as she moves it closer, face expectant.

“um, what is this?”

“i’m giving it to you,” she explains, reaching to clasp the thin chain around your neck.

“to me?” your eyes widen. “thank you… but why?”

“i spoke to your mom and sylvanna about the reason you moved here.” her tone is serious. “i know you probably don’t want to talk about it, and i understand that. but i want you to know you will always be safe with me and my boys.”

she lifts the locket up, briefly blowing into the top and a low whistle sounds from the metal.

“that’s with barely any air blowing into it. if you’re ever in trouble and no one is near, blow into this as hard as you can, and it’ll sound like a train whistle.”

you blink down at the beautifully decorated whistle, the round device looking inconspicuous. you’re unsure why it shakes you, but you feel the tip of your nose prick and your eyes mist.

“thank you…”

“of course dear. i want you to stay near my gar-gar as much as you can when you’re out until we start figuring some things out, okay? you’re not alone.” her delicate hands brush away your hands from your face, lightly tapping your cheeks.

“and we should totes exchange numbers!” she cheerfully switches up her tone, waving her hand to dry your teary lashes. “anytime you need me, you can just give me a call, pretty girl!”

after exchanging phone numbers as zianna insisted, the two of you make your way downstairs to give your final goodbyes for the evening. garroth and vylad pull you into a hug, wishing you a good night and retreating back upstairs. zane lingers for just a moment, his brow and mouth still pulled down into that signature frown.

you thought you had swallowed down your urge for tears, but the cold icy blues that darted over your expression seemed much too observant for comfort.

“you know, if you frown like that all the time you’ll have wrinkles by your twenties,” you remark, lingering by the front door.

“didn’t ask,” he quips, arms crossed stubbornly before he sighs. “good night.”

“...good night.”

©starhvney, 2024. please do not steal or repost my works as your own

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[stomach-bugg09]

im insanely in love with your older! Sister mini series!

Hmm I have a request, could you perhaps do one where you remember the scene where kiri unfortunately has a seizure underwater?

Instead of it being kiri could you switch it so instead we’re the one who has a severe seizure?? maybe a little different? Not too similar to how kiri’s whole situation went.

And the whole family especially our younger siblings go into a panic bc this has NEVER happened before.

It’s alright if you don’t want to do this one 🤍 was trying to come up with an idea so the mini series could stay alive for a bit longer! Lol

summary: [y/n] is normally the one taking care of her younger siblings—how are they supposed to care for their big sister while she’s hurting?

a/n: ahh !! thank you for this request. it’s been sitting in my drafts for a while because i was writing other requests , but i’m finally here !! i kind of changed the plot because kiri has a reason for her seizures ( “epilepsy” as norm might say , or as educated people might say , she’s connected to eywa ) so i decided to go with more of a connection to ancestors sort of route so that way they’re still super worried and she’s super in danger , but at least it’s something unique to her character !! hopefully you all enjoy. feedback + reblogs are always appreciated !!

tags: @rafeslovergirl @wxnderingthoughts @liyahsocorro @bonnibuckets @hjkshshjkhklhkl @itssiaaax @grierpilots @fleurbeass @eywas-heir @historygeekqueen @missroro @23victoria

warnings: mentions of immense pain , passing out , almost drowning , death , a very familiar death scene of a beloved na’vi from the first movie

not invincible

it should have been a normal day. it truly should have! but, alas, the sully family would forever keep it from being anywhere near “normal.” especially in their new home.

the group of siblings had been overwhelmed with honor when tsireya offered to show them the metkayina spirit tree settled beneath the waters of the cove of the ancestors.

as soon as [y/n] broke through the surface, immersing herself in a completely different world than she ever grew up around, she could feel the change in atmosphere. there was something different, something deeper that exuded itself through the cove. at the feeling, she could not fight the natural smile. it reminded her of her home, of the omaticaya tree of voices. oh, how she missed it.

the underwater bioluminescence highlighted features upon each of her companions, the beautiful splatter of glowing freckles littering each of their cheeks. [y/n] sent a cheeky grin towards her youngest sister, excitement omitting from every one of her movements.

the further they swam, the more in awe that [y/n] seemed to be. it was absolutely gorgeous. the scenery was jaw-dropping,

“come,” tsireya signaled, gently grabbing her own queue as they neared the tree. the four sully siblings that joined her on the journey to the spirit tree, neteyam, kiri, tuk, and [y/n], all followed suit.

the closer [y/n] swam to the tree, the louder her heartbeat got. she couldn’t help but stare in complete awe, the purple light omitting onto her face. she smiled, grabbing her hair, and she connected it to the underwater tree.

immediately, warmth flooded through her body. her smile broadened, and her fingertips tingled. at the comforting sensation, she felt herself slip from reality, allowing her eyes to close as she shifted into another world.

when she opened her eyes again, [y/n] was met with a familiar sight of home. she let out a laugh of joy, spin around as she took in the sight. she’d missed the forest, but as the eldest child, as the role model, she felt as if that longing feeling of being homesick had been pushed down. it was a common role that [y/n] had to take as the eldest. push down her feelings and prioritize that of her baby siblings.

[y/n] took a step forward, feet sinking into the wet mud. she paused, wiggling her toes, a moment of nostalgia playing back. once she looked back up, she felt smaller as she was met with the comforting eyes of her father.

he looked younger, much less stressed than how he did now. he looked happy.

“daddy!” she cried, stubby arms reaching out to him.

jake laughed, immediately swooping down to grab his daughter. “i’m gonna get you!” he taunted, voice teasing and soft.

[y/n]’s small voice shrieked with joy, turning and attempting to run. unfortunately, her father was far too quick, his large hands grabbing her by the waist.

she cried out, laughter flooding her voice as he lifted her into the sky. [y/n]’s eyes squeezed shut as he soared her through the air. and then, everything changed.

the wind picked up, and she felt lighter. the air was thin from where she flew. at the change in her senses, she instantly opened her eyes wide, her stomach crawling into her throat as she took in the sight.

she flew through the skies atop an unfamiliar ikran. the ground was very far beneath her, it was merely just her and the atmosphere.

the one thing that did accompany her, however, was the sight of sky-people technology, specifically that of the rda. it was large and dangerous. ammo was stacked within the ship that flew in front of her. she ship that she was flying towards.

[y/n] screamed at the creature to stop, but it was as if she couldn’t open her mouth. she had no free will, in fact. no, she was merely watching the scene unfold from eyes that weren’t her own.

she gasped as she jumped forward and off of the ikran, bow pointed at a soldier standing aboard the ship. a fierce battle cry left her throat raw, tears pricking her eyes from the wind that pierced them.

her feet thudded against the metal ground, grabbing men and throwing them one by one. she was actually doing quite well!

she smacked a few with her bow, multiple ending up thrown overboard. but, just when she was getting to the last of them, one of the humans released a round of bullets. each one embedded themselves into her chest.

[y/n] screamed at the feeling, warm pain spreading from her chest outwards. she could feel it in each of her limbs, a feeling of a throbbing numbness.

before she knew it, she was free falling, the wind roaring in her ears. and then, it all flashed to complete black.

[y/n] awoke from the spirit tree, and she couldn’t breath. her chest hurt, it was so tight. she could not feel her arms and legs, they were numb.

immediately, she detached her queue, stumbling backwards as best as she could underwater. cries left her throat, but all that came out was bubbles upon bubbles.

every second that went by, her vision began to darken. she could not see, could not hear, could not think. everything hurt. so bad.

neteyam was the first to notice. it was almost as if, through his urge to protect, he instantly felt that something was off in the universe, and as a result, he left the spirit tree earlier than anyone else.

at the sight of his big sister floating helplessly, screaming as loud as she possibly could, his heart burst. what happened? he was quick to act, bringing everybody else back to reality as he swam over to [y/n].

when the eldest sully felt her brother’s hands grab her’s, she felt a little bit more at peace, although not by much. all of her senses were out of whack, simply put, and she was in so much pain.

she barely even noticed as neteyam swam her upwards to the surface, and, thanks to her lack of oxygen from screaming, she kept fading in and out of consciousness.

once they broke the surface, the first thing to leave her throat was a scream. “it hurts so bad!” a sob took over her voice, each word shakier than the one before.

“sh,” neteyam attempted to calm her down as he brought her over to his ilu, getting her to lay on top of the creature rather than float in the water.

beside them, tuk bobbed up and down with tsireya, kiri, and rotxo. “[y/n]!” she cried, repeating herself a multitude of times. kiri clasped a gentle hand on her shoulder to quiet her down.

“what happened?” kiri panicked aloud. “what is happening, sister?”

the only answer she got was another choked cry. “it hurts. oh, it hurts so bad.”

“go!” tsireya called their attention. “you must get her back to the village.” neteyam nodded, boarding the ilu as he wrapped his arms safely around his sister.

“let’s go.”

neteyam and his ilu shot into the distance, kiri, tuk, rotxo, and tsireya not far behind. kiri held the youngest sully between her arms, attempting to comfort her, but it was extremely difficult considering kiri herself was worried.

the only reason neteyam was composed was because he had to assume authority, as weird as it was considering [y/n] was always the one to fill that role. as soon as he swam into the docks screaming for his parents, his heart began to rise to his throat.

when he watched his big sister get carried away in the arms of their father, pain panged deep within his chest, worry overtaking all of his emotions.

not one of the sully siblings sleep all night, especially lo’ak upon returning and learning that he was not there to help.

upon waking up a few days later, after a multitude of different attempts from norm and maxwell to ronal and eywa, she is immediately attacked by love and care from every member of her family.

when [y/n] first wakes up, she cannot help but cry. although she is no longer in pain, she can’t get the image out of her head. the way that na’vi died, no matter who he was. it was sad, it was gruesome, it was unfair.

the one thing to bring [y/n] back to reality was the small body of tuk who laid herself on top of her, the youngest sully’s arms wrapping themselves around her big sister.

“[y/n]!’ she cried, her small hands laying against [y/n]’s. “i am so glad you’re okay.”

once tuk noticed her new sense of consciousness, it did not take long for the rest of the family to pay their honorary visits, each of them having their own sense of emotion to them.

neteyam’s was more relieved than [y/n] could have imagined. he was so worried, so concerned for his big sister. he told her about his prayer to eywa, he told her about how scared she’d made him. she couldn’t help but smile, another round of tears pricking her eyes ( this time more bittersweet than sad ).

kiri was quite teasing the way that she threatened, “if you ever do that again, i’m going to kill you!” she told her of the way they’d all been so worried for [y/n], the way they’d all forgotten that their oldest sister actually had feelings and could get hurt. “we’ve just been so used to you taking care of us!”

lo’ak told jokes. he updated her on the ways of life in the past few days, told her of the reef. a part of lo’ak wanted to avoid speaking of her event because of how difficult it was to visit what could’ve happened, so he avoided it with his humor. as he always seemed to do.

tuk didn’t leave her side once. she made bracelets for her healing sister, she ranted about the reef, she made dinner with her. there was so much to do, so much to talk about! after a few days of [y/n] being asleep and healing, tuk had a lot of quality time to catch up on.

neytiri and jake, of course, were just so happy she was okay. it took a while for them to get rid of her siblings, wanting them to get their own time together before they had to remind her of whatever’d happened. but, they needed to understand.

once neytiri asked her, tears immediately pricked her eyes. as [y/n] retold the events, she had to pause multiplied times to keep herself from choking on her tears.

by the end of it, jake and neytiri exchanged glances. the story was far too familiar. but, they also decided that was a problem for another time. they just had to thank eywa for keeping her alive.

overall, the sully family learned a valuable lesson. just because [y/n] seems invincible does not mean that she actually is.

[v3nusstardust]

🪷”What are we?” 🪷

Pairing : Huening Kai x SHY!reader

Genre : Fluff🪷

A/N : enjoy bro I wrote this omw to my soccer tournament running off monster and a family size bag of takis yum:3 )

Summary: first date with Kai! cute picnic date in the meadow with your situationship <3 he can’t help but admire you and wish you were his.

You and your situationship, Huening Kai, went on your first date! You made sure to get dolled up. You wore a baby pink soft,flowy ankle length dress. Delicate ruffles adorn the hem, giving it a sweet and feminine touch.

As you both explored the lush , warm hued meadow. The symphony of birdsong and the vibrant dance of butterflies surrounded you, creating a warm atmosphere. "Is this a good spot?" you asked. He gazed down at you, a sparkle in his eyes. "It's perfect," he responded, his admiration of the scenery evident.

After finding the ideal spot, you laid out the picnic blanket while Kai unpacked the food. He sorted the array of delicious treats and savory food on a light blue colored tray.

The sun-bathed meadow served as the perfect canvas for your picnic, the vibrant colors of nature complementing the light blue tray. The sunlight dappled through the branches, casting a warm glow on your faces as you exchanged stories about your life or updates on moments in your life.

You and Kai tried all the food you both made. He brought the sweets and you brought the savory sandwiches. “Try one of these y/n.” He reached to the tray and picked up what looked like an egg tart. The golden flaky crust and caramelized custard filling looked delicious. “Gimme.” You smiled, playfully extending your hand. Kai giggled, his laugh sounded like a soft melody. "No, open your mouth," he teased, a mischievous smile on his face. "You're gonna feed me?" you questioned, a playful yet puzzled expression gracing your features. "Yes, now say ahh," he chuckled. You ate the egg tart, carefully paying attention to the flavor. Kai’s eyes locked with yours, his expression was cute. “Good?” He questioned. You gave him a thumbs up and a wide grin. “Super good, did you make them?” You asked. “I did, I’m glad you like them y/n.” Kai said with appreciation in his voice. You reached back to the tray for another. You're gonna have to show me how to make these!" you exclaimed, savoring the last remnants of the egg tart and gently licking your fingertips. Kai chuckled, "Oh, y/n…" he murmured. "Hm?" you looked at him with curiosity. Kai let out a gentle laugh."You've got custard on your lips."

Your eyes widened, embarrassment flushing your cheeks. "Oh! I do?" you said, hurriedly reaching to wipe your lips. "Did I get it?" you asked, looking to Kai for reassurance.

Kai squinted his eyes, pretending to contemplate. "Hmm, not quite," he teased. With a playful smile, he inched his body closer to yours and lifted his thumb, carefully wiping it over your lips. “Hold on..” he whispered. As Kai's face drew closer, you could feel the warmth emanating between you. Your face heated up from how close he was to you, and you couldn't help but be captivated by the intensity in his gaze.

His thumb continued its gentle caress on your lips, and his other fingers delicately cupped your chin. In that moment, you couldn't help but notice the exquisite details of his features, the way his eyes sparkled and his facial expressions highlighted the depth of his emotions. He looked undeniably pretty, a portrait of beauty that made your heart flutter.

“Is it off?..” you asked in a shy tone. Your question lingered in the air. “You’re so gorgeous Y/n.” Kai murmured, his gaze filled with admiration. You were speechless, unsure of how to respond. "Your lips are so soft," Kai continued, his fingers gently tracing the curve of your jaw, "so beautiful .”The tension between the both of you was intense. “Can I kiss you?" he whispered, his lips dangerously close. You could feel the warmth of his breath, the anticipation hanging in the air. Caught in the moment, you breathed out, "What... what are we?"

Kai's eyes met yours, his gaze unwavering. "Whatever you want us to be," he responded.

Feeling the tension in the air, you decided to break it by pulling Kai into a warm embrace. Your head found a comfortable spot in the crook of his neck, and his hands gently tangled in your hair. "I'm sorry. I don't know how to kiss..." you admitted, a soft laugh escaping your lips. Kai pulled away from the hug, looking deeply into your eyes. “Let me show you.” He whispered. His eyes admired your face. “Please..”

Your eyes told him everything. Deep down, you wanted to kiss him too, but you just didn’t know how. You were afraid of embarrassing yourself. “I wanna make out with you so badly.” Kai breathed out, cupping your face in one of his hands.

Without warning, Kai immediately pressed his lips onto yours. Your head went fuzzy and butterflies swarmed your stomach. You melted against his touch. The simple kiss turned heated and passionate. He bit your lower lip, causing you to gasp, which he took the chance to slip his tongue in.

“Wait, wait," you pulled away, your face flushed and stunned by the unexpected action. "I'm nervous," you admitted, covering your face with your hands. Kai chuckled, finding your reaction adorable.

“That’s okay.” He gently pulled your hands away from your face. “Wanna cuddle?” He asked, a lovesick smile on his face. You smiled back and nodded.

Together, you packed the food tray back into the basket, and once everything was in order, you both laid on the picnic blanket. "We should do this more often," Kai suggested with a wink. He took your hand and brought it to his lips, leaving a soft kiss on the back of it. "Come here, in my arms," he whispered, the tranquility of nature surrounding you both. As you nuzzled into his embrace, the quiet and euphoric sounds of nature became the backdrop to your shared moment. Looking up at him, your eyes sparkled with love, and you couldn't help but feel grateful for the simple beauty of a picnic, a kiss, and the promise of more moments together.

Another A/n : bro I was in such a hurry to finish this earlier and I’m pretty sure it’s shitty ���� lmk what u think bae feedback is MUCH EXTREMELY appreciated 💋

[magixfairyix]

Trailer Analysis

"Analysis" as if I know what I'm talking about.

Basically, it's me droning on and on cause its fun.

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0:03

Bloom looks so cute on her bike ngl! Also love her outfit and the bike.

Also, the canal she's biking past looks cool. So yay, fun scenery.

0:08

Knut's design is pretty cool! He's still giving Knut for me somehow, even though he does look a lot different. I do hope we get to see a tiny bit of his personality.

Also, the scars on him! Yes!

(I gave him scars in my rewrite that he got from the Trix, cause evil villains. I'm just going to pretend that's why he has them. Let me be delusional XD).

0:14

Kinda wish Bloom's pink top over the mesh one was yellow, but eh, she can be a pink girlie. She still slays.

0:17

The stars on her pants remind me of the hearts in her season 3 top. OH WAIT! There were also stars on her season 1 pants.

0:21

The fire looks badass.

0:28

STELLA LOOKS SO PRETTY! Like, just her hair even is so beautiful!

Don't mind her sceptre. No big feelings on that, but glad she has it.

The outfits slay! Stella's back in orange!

I just love this frame. Stella and Flora look amazing.

"We're here for you," they say, and Bloom mentally being like:

'Am I getting kidnapped?'

0:32

Alfea is gorgeous! I kind of like it a bit more than the original (sculpted the original years ago, so this one is going to be a pain to sculpt, but aNyWaYs).

0:33

Glad to see crop tops returning.

Also, that blurry image of the girl with bleached blonde hair and black clothing slays. Don't know who she is but her outfit slays hard.

Also different fashion styles. Some people are wearing dresses, some crop tops and pants, etc.

0:35

That random fairy's fairy form is so pretty.

Also... THE GATES (I think they're the gates or a smaller gate to a field) are shiny and pretty and yes!

0:36

The library kind of reminds me of the library in Magic Guardians/Fairy Guardians (on Roblox). It looks gorgeous!

0:38

Flora's jacket is a NEED. It's pretty!

Also, love her accent.

0:42

Opinions on the Winx's designs, cause I never thought about this.

Tecna: 6/10. Pretty good. No strong opinion.

Aisha: 7.5/10. It really fits her.

Stella: 9/10. LOVE.

Musa: 8/10. Not perfect but I still like it a lot.

Flora: 8.5/10. Slays.

0:46

Hiking outfits/swamp outfits look so nice! Glad we'll see them in the swamp outfits again, so maybe it'll be a similar occasion to what was in ep 4 of season 1.

0:49

I'm guessing this is back in Gardenia. This doesn't look like the type of school gym Alfea would have.

So Bloom might go back to Gardenia after finding out she has magic, as she arrives in the gym out of a portal. A dark-looking one at that so...

An evil thing behind that, maybe?

0:50

THE TRIX YES MY DAY HAS BEEN BLESSED.

Okay, reeling in the gay panic. The portal they're walking out of looks pretty much identical to the one Bloom arrived in the school gym out of, so maybe the Trix are behind Bloom going there.

Icy: She's gorgeous. Nothing to say. Her initial fits so much into her hanging jewelry, and I love all the little shinies. Her hair is also so nice.

(Fuck I'm gay)

Stormy: Her dress and the design of it are SO good. The shape of it and the corset (I think) just slays!

I'm not a gold girlie except twice a month, so I'm biased as hell, but I feel like her jewelry would have looked better in silver or a grey pink. Icy's jewelry is more light blue than silver, while Darcy's is silver with a purple sheen (I think).

Maybe even a rose gold.

Darcy: AHH she pretty. Love her jewellery. I don't love her design as much as the others, but with seeing the pants as well I think I'll like it better. Her highlights seem really thick and I think they'd look a bit bitter thinner, but don't despise it.

(Also the Trix's evil laugh, like, have mercy on my gay soul)

0:52

Stella's sceptre slays. She looks like a badass.

0:55

Faragonda looks really good. I might even like her a bit more than the 2d, but more so on the same level.

0:57

The specialists are back!

Sky looks like he has a hairstyle more like in season 5. Just a helmet of hair, but then again, it's a blurry image.

0:58

Brandon looks pretty good!

Also (I think that's Riven) is here. But can't see much with the image and how he's tiny.

0:58

THE TRIX ARE SLAYING AGAIN.

Icy has her cape back!

OKAY! We can see Darcy's full outfit (a bit blurry but anyways).

Love her bellbottom pants and her outfit does look better when the full thing is visible. Her hair also looks better in this angle and a bit more natural.

Stormy has BOOTS. Also, her pink tights return.

Icy's ice attack looks amazing. I love how it looks.

1:09

Ahhh love this scene. Glad its in the reboot.

Also love the dragons on Bloom's jeans.

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All in all, I'm exited for this reboot and I think it'll be really good!

2025 here we come!

[elle-cross]

Detective Bakugou Katsuki's Agency

#bkdk

Katsuki likes to work on his own, that's why he got his own agency. He's been doing this freelancing detective work for a while now, he's so good that the police themselves even ask for his help.

The local police is so incompetent, that hiring Katsuki was the smartest thing they've ever done. Apparently he needs to investigate and if possible capture (and IF possible, alive please) a vigilante named DEKU.

So, DEKU is vigilante huh?

Based on the reports he got from the police, it sounds more like they can't capture this guy because of their own ineptitude. And to soothe their hurting butts and pride, they want to capture DEKU as proof that they're not completely incompetent.

But has this DEKU violated any crime? No. In fact, he delivers suspected criminals at the front of the precinct. Ugh. Katsuki doesn't really like this, but he desperately needs the money.

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Like every thing Katsuki does, he gives it his all. Only extras and half-ass jobs. So when he has been working for 8 hours straight and he feels that strain at the back of his neck, he packs up his stuff and puts on his trench coat.

He needs some fucking coffee. Maybe a change in scenery will help him jog his mind. He takes his keys from his counter, locks his detective office and then heads downstairs.

There's a coffee shop just beneath this place and it's one of the defining reasons why he chose to get this apartment as his main office.

Tsk. There are so many places where Katsuki can begin his investigation. But first, he needs his coffee before he tries to find this DEKU.

He swings open the coffee shop doors, the smell of fresh coffee welcomes him and that familiar voice of his favorite barista.

"Good afternoon, Kacchan!"

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Ahh, there he is. Izuku.

Cute as a pie. Freckled cheeks, green eyes. Katsuki wants to bite him everywhere.

He's been pining for this guy for ages. Ever since he moved here last year.

They chat a lot while Katsuki stands awkwardly on the counter, waiting for Izuku to make his drink. Even if it takes forever, Katsuki doesn't mind. He can't here all day and listen to Izuku and watch his scarred hands prepare his coffee (and also watch his butt, but that's for Katsuki to silently enjoy and remember when he's alone)

They have a lot in common. They banter forever. And the guy is definitely packing a lot of muscle underneath all of that sweater. He's sees his forearms once in a while whenever Izuku has to haul up some crates. He should ask Izuku if he wants to hand wrestle someday as an excuse to HOLD HIS HAND and see his muscles.

But Katsuki always chickens out when asking him out. Katsuki is busy and he knows that Izuku has a part time job in the evening. He's always busy at night!

And he has no idea what Izuku's preferences is. What if he's not even into dating guys? What if he's in a relationship - nah, can't be. With Katsuki astute observation skills, he would have known if Izuku is seeing someone.

"How was your day so far, detective?" Izuku asks him as he hands his coffee.

Well, my crops are watered, my life is flourishing, my heart is full all because you smiled at me today. IZUKU HAVE DINNER WITH ME YOU GORGEOUS STUPID CUTE NERD WITH BIG ARMS.

is what Katsuki would have said had he have the courage, but he's a big sack of anxiety and insecurity deep down. So he just grunts, "t'was fine."

[puffles]

The text for the boss of Canto IV Pt 2.

Lobotomy E.G.O:: Sunshower - Dongbaek

[The paragraph below is a detailed description found in a document left in the L Corp. branch facility located in Nest K.]

Technology liberation alliance… It is said to be a group of former researchers from various firms.

… An umbrella that may have been used to stop the rain once. Now, it’s too old and worn to perform that role well. This umbrella must have been the compassion for an abandoned somebody. But it might have come across as hollow.

Hypocrisy, vanity, irresponsibility. Those are the emotions the umbrella has harbored now.

There may yet be members in the city who we haven’t met.

Dongbaek seems to be the leader of a subgroup.

As they forsook the world… the world will have forsaken them in return.

She has always been good at attracting like-minded individuals and encouraging them, so it must have been a breeze for her to gather the abandoned.

How did they accept her offer, then? I might see the answer to that question.

Her hand would have been comparable to an umbrella in a heavy rain with no shelter to be found, a warm gesture of compassion.

An invitation to comfort and warmth.

… Alas, the umbrella must be a holed one, like the one we are seeing now.

Dongbaek may have held an umbrella over them… It was only a means to further her own interests.

She knows it well herself.

Look. See how she is helplessly caught in the falling rain. She must have no intentions of avoiding it.

She is simply showering herself and all others in the rain…

Like a rusted umbrella, it would seem she has chosen to be stained in rust along with everything else.

Dongbaek E.G.O:: Spicebush

Dongbaek was rather fond of fireworks.

It’s an activity of entertainment where gunpowder is launched into the sky and blown up.

Some of us called it an aggressive hobby and teased it.

Some others joke that she might showcase a bomb in a future conference.

Of course, it was all an innocent jest.

However… Dongbaek must’ve yearned to see something beyond that.

As we all did,

She wished to see stars form a stream in the skies, and flowers blooming across the land.

That was all there was to it.

Now, the old League of Nine Littérateurs has fallen apart.

As I peeked into the course of her life, I saw the world fall apart in a tragedy caused by technology.

She must have been furious.

She must have been consumed with a longing, agony, sorrow, and despair.

As I was.

All of Dongbaek’s emotions have now pushed through the flesh, blooming into a mass of petals.

Ahh. Are you stopping at last, Dongbaek?

Do you finally effloresce the gorgeous scenery of our hometown with your own body.

I see, now I see.

The reason you bloomed, sowing seeds of nostalgia, was to set your heart upon our new beginning.

Dongbaek… The fireworks you used to love are now being recreated on the soil, as you manage to get the buds to bloom.

… Indeed, it is no wonder you would be fond of them.

[scatteredraysofhope]

hi Ophelia^^

what’s your favorite studio Ghibli movie?

Omgg I live this question!!

Ahh I love all of them so much. The artstyle! The animation! The unpredictable and unique plots. The heart touching story telling. The gorgeous sceneries.

I think my absolute favorite is When Marnie was there. Its not very popular but its close to my heart. I also love Kiki's delivery service and Spirited away!

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Spooky Movie Marathon: Week 3

Day 13: Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? (1962) - based on the novel of the same name by Henry Farrell

Day 14: XX (2017)

Day 15: Return to House on Haunted Hill (2007) - unrated version

Day 16: The Comedy of Terrors (1963) - followup to the film Tales of Terror (1962)

Day 17: Der Golem, wie er in die Welt kam (1920) - third and only extant film in Paul Wegener's Golem trilogy, which was itself based on the book Der Golem by Gustav Meyrink; Friedrich Wilhelm Murnau Foundation restoration

Day 18: Planet Terror (2007) - originally part of the Grindhouse double feature with Quentin Tarantino's Death Proof; extended international version

Day 19: Death Proof (2007) - originally part of the Grindhouse double feature with Robert Rodriguez's Planet Terror; extended international version

i swear i did not intentionally choose to watch a bunch of films from 2007. return to house on haunted hill was already preplanned for the week, and then the weekend came and i wanted to take advantage of it chip through some longer movies and planet terror/death proof were the first films on my watchlist to meet the criteria of "horror-related" and "over an hour and thirty minutes."

individual thoughts:

Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? (1962) - i decided on this for an already-seen safe pick palette cleanser for Mary Reilly last week and it was SUCH a good decision. this movie gets better every time i see it. i'm still mad that i missed it in theaters when it got re-released for its sixtieth anniversary a couple years ago, because UGH this movie is so fucking gorgeous lighting-wise. but hopefully there will be other opportunities. in the meantime, i will freely oo and ahh and scream over the pretty, narrative-driven cinematography in the comfort of my own home.

XX (2017) - this movie left no impact on me. i neither liked it nor disliked it, it simply was. the stop motion segments were cool, though.

Return to House on Haunted HIll (2007) - definitely the weakest of the haunted hill movies, i don't know what they were thinking making it an indiana jones-style artefact hunting movie. very baffling decision there. also, somehow this movie gave jeffrey combs even less to do than the 1999 film did, which is impressive but has also got to be a crime somewhere or other. he looked so sad and malnourished without scenery to chew on! but all that said, it was fine for what it was. definitely could have been MUCH worse. when they used practical effects, those looked good, and while the setting got boring from repetitiveness the death scenes themselves had enough variety to be serviceable as a fun waste of time. definitely worth the $1 i spent on it at goodwill back in may, at any rate.

The Comedy of Terrors (1963): i was really in the mood for a peter lorre movie and this one had a bonus vincent price thrown in, plus the bisexual millionaire from some like it hot as a surprise bonus. it was good! maybe this is a hot take but this is what the raven (1963 should have been in terms of being both funny and also dark and blending it together into a screwball black comedy. i definitely enjoyed this one more between the two.

Der Golem, wie er in die Welt kam (1920) - i had a whole rambly mini essary typed up about this and ran out of text characters so the abriged version: i initially tried finding the original 1915 film der golem, but it's partially lost and if there's a publicly-available reconstruction, i couldn't find it in the five minutes i looked before getting impatient and skipping ahead to the 1920 film, which from my understanding is a prequel to that and a... sequelish/followup to Der Golem und die Tänzerin (1917), which is the earliest known horror spoof and completely lost :( anyway, after watching the 1920 film i am now mad we didn't watch this in my german cinema class because there's a lot to unpack here, particularly in how it portrays the jewish characters and the golem (read: pre-nazi germany antisemitism). german expressionism is fascinating both for its innovation but also as a very clear product of its time and place and i think this film is the best example of this that i've seen so far. but anyway. i'm rambling but what can i say, this was just such an interesting film, for all that "product of its time and place" stuff and also the usual expressionist reasons (funky sets, dramatic boob-clutching acting, excellent karl freund cinematography, spooky imagery, etc). it was also kind of ridiculous? an entire act is dedicated to watching the golem go grocery shopping and do other banal chores, and this is after a really neat special effects scene where he's brought to life. i just... amazing. peak cinema. exactly what i want to see from the creation brought epicly to life to valiantly defend the ghetto: him picking up bread at the store. but it was also neat to see a precursor of tropes like the manmade monter and the "big scary monster guy bridal carries damsel," and it's absolutely amazing to tentatively pinpoint it back (cinematically, at least) to a little german film from 104 years ago! definitely a monster movie where the monster is an uncomfortable metaphor though, which is unfortunately also par the course for those tropes.

Planet Terror (2007): THIS MOVIE HAS A COOL BISEXUAL LADY FIGHTING ZOMBIES. her name is dr. dakota block and she is my everthing. i was destined to like the movie anyway because it's sleazy good fun and also meta and a love letter to 1960s-1970s exploitation movies, but throwing in a bisexual lady who battles zombies is just icing on the cake. she's not even the main charater, she's a side character but the best thing about the movie to me, which is already pretty amazing. because of her amazingness i am a little mad about the "missing reel" segement, though. i understand why it was there, but i feel like we missed out on some quality bonding time between her and her estranged father who it was implied disowned her due to the bisexuality thing. BOOO LET ME SEE THE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT. anyway, i need an entire spinoff movie about this lady where the zombies are a metaphor for her escaping her abusive husband and coming into her bisexy own. bonus points if her girlfriend doesn't die OR comes back as a zombie girlfriend and it becomes a sapphic version of fido, or this song. the son already came back to life at the end, CLEARLY the zombie virus makes dead people who are immune be alive again and also cured of what killed them. We Can Make This Work!

Death Proof (2007): okay full disclosure i have not seen grindhouse (2007). i want to, i just haven't been able to track down a copy through legal means. but from my understanding of cursory research i did this morning out of boredom, this and planet terror were extended for their separate international releases, and those releases were the ones i watched on tubi tv (my beloved). from this, i am just BETTING death proof is so much less awful in the original grindhouse version, because the main problem was that the film was just too goddamn long. other tarantino films are like this, but the character banter is usually engaging enough to keep things afloat, but not here. all the women in this talk like they were written by a cishetero white man--which. they were. but i shouldn't be able to tell, because That Is How Good Writing Works. they are so vapid and annoying and i do not care about what happens to them and their sexy feet. i don't know if it's any better in the shorter version, but at least it would feel less like a waste of time. spitballing a rework of this, but the intro kills should be 10, 15 minutes tops, just to set up kurt russell's character and that's IT, these girls are not interesting enough to try pulling a psycho with. (or you know. make them interesting so i care what happens to them.) then spend the rest of the first half of the film setting up the real main characters, and at the midway point have kurt russell show up again and try to kill them. or make it later. i think doing it around the middle would be more interesting, though, because then they could make the second half a revenge film à la i spit on your grave. though that might be difficult to pull off with only one guy to get revenge on. but also if tarantino could spend nearly two hours doing basically nothing, i think he could figure out a way to spend 45 minutes doing SOMETHING. ARGHGH! to close with some positivity, though, i liked the way this film looked, especially compared to planet terror. planet terror was clearly shot digitally and all the film grain and whatnot was added in the editing room, and it's fine but it really doesn't look authentic. the way the film captures light just isn't right (except during explosions. every explosion in that film looked amazing). death proof was clearly shot on film and looks a lot more natural because of it, the lighting is softer and brighter and the grain looks more real because it IS real. but overall. oh my god tarantino shut up and please let me just have a movie.

phew finally. onward to productive writing now. no plans for next week of film, but before the month ends i want to try and hit at least one film per decade of narrative-based filmmaking up to the present. based on what i've seen so far, i still need to hit:

1910s

1940s

1980s

2020s

also i want to watch at least one film with christopher lee and peter cushing, if i get the chance. but we shall see...

rankings, ratings, and lists thus far:

The Texas Chain Saw Massacre (1974) (duh)

Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? (1962)

Planet Terror (2007)

The VelociPastor (2018)

The House on Haunted Hill (1959)

The House on Haunted Hill (1999)

The Black Cat (1934)

Witchcraft (1964)

Der Golem, wie er in die Welt kam (1920)

The Comedy of Terrors (1963)

Lyle (2015)

Return to House on Haunted Hill (2007)

White Settlers (2014)

Bijo to Ekitai-ningen (1958)

Prometheus (2012)

XX (2017)

Death Proof (2007)

Mary Reilly (1996)

Encounter with the Unknown (1972)

[simspaghetti]

List 3 of your favorite sims from other simmers you enjoy and explain why (Send this to 10 other blogs 💖💖)

Ahh thank you for asking me this!! And @gaiahypothesims who also tagged me in this ask game :) sorry for taking so long to respond to both of you, life things have been getting in the way but i finally had time to put my thoughts into words! 💕

Salem Darling from @mosneakers 'BMTL My Darling' Story, I've been following the story for years now, and I just love Salem's character, she unapologetically speaks her mind (even if it may be a bit rude), but you can also tell how much she deeply cares for the ones she loves, she's just such a well written character! Hard to pick a favourite from that story though, it's all incredibly well written and the characters have a real sense of personality and realism about them!! A big inspiration for my sims stories personally 🥰🥰

I've been loving seeing Emily from @neillesimstories and her adventures pop up on my dash, I'm always interested to see what she's been up to in China/Egypt/France, and those scenery shots are just always 😍😍 gorgeous!!

Recently I've been re-reading @getboolpropped's iconic Lieder legacy, and I love Milonia, she's just so chaotically evil, I live for her antics. Reading this legacy again feels like experiencing all the chaos and joy that TS3 is destined to produce, it's just such a funny game and I think her blog captures the character and essence of TS3 so so well!! 💖

I'm gonna open this tag up to whoever wants to give this a go, so all of you (yes you, reading this) are tagged 😈🫵 hehehe

[h0ttestg1rlinthewrld]

THE TALENTED MR. RIPLEY

4/5 there were a lot of elements about this book that reminded me of the secret history, such as the old money aesthetic, the writing style, the characters, and the story in general. i recommend if you like twisted thrillers, rich/european aesthetic, and donna tart type stories. i really enjoyed this book, but some parts, mainly the last like 1/3 of the book, kinda just dragged on… anyways if you don’t like reading, watch the movie!!!! jude law and matt damon are hot af in it.. also gweneth paltrow is so gorgeous, not to mention the italian scenery is literally serene

this song reminds me of the book so much, it literally seems like it could’ve been written by tom about dickie… like but fr everytime i hear it i think about dickie greenleaf like AHH i need to talk to someone about it. if you’ve read the book and/or seen the movie you get it

[beeroses]

I’ll take the lot

FanFic Friday are starting to feel more like FanFic Mondays... sorry for the delays! Your picture inspired stuff @rebelwrites, and apparently, a lot of stuff..!! So here’s a whole lot of Bishop fluff thrown at all of you! If you wanna be added to the taglist, please holler, I’ll be glad to!

Warnings : Pet names are female (Querida, Reina) but no other descriptions made, slight language warning, Angel’s still a douchebag, sorry, it’s a theme I guess..!

Gif credits to gif maker, Mayans credit to Mayans makers

- So, Querida, what do you think?

- This is absolutely beautiful, Obispo, I just think it’s really funny that out of everywhere in the State you could’ve chosen, you went for San Luis Obispo County, you answered!

- Ahh come on Querida, I chose the Moonstone Beach not Obispo County, don’t laugh!!! I chose this place because I’ve heard you get to see the most beautiful sunsets in the country, here.

- Have you gotten soft, Presidente? you asked, smirking.

- No I haven’t, he coughed slightly and then you heard him mumble : it’s just really hard to find a place more beautiful than you…

You smiled to yourself, the man was pretty damn near perfect. You’ve had ups and downs, things had gotten crazy with the club then had calmed down, but whatever was going on around, your beautiful boyfriend made sure to spend time with you, to take you out and to go away with you. He never once put you aside deliberately and always included you in every aspect of his life. Crazy lives you two were living, but you wouldn’t have changed it for the world.

- I love you, Obispo, and I love this place, you smiled.

He took your hands in his and smiled, looking out in the distance. He looked deep in thought but when didn’t he? You enjoyed the breeze coming from the ocean as you kept looking at the horizon. He was right, this place was absolutely breathtaking. You knew he had something on his mind because he kept fidgeting with his fingers and yours, while holding hands. You never wanted to pry and sometimes, things were just better the less you knew, but after a while in absolute silence, you got a little bit nervous.

- Is everything ok, Cariño ?

He almost jumped out of his skin at the sound of your voice. Very, very deep in thoughts, indeed.

- I’m sorry Querida, I spaced out.

- Yeah, I noticed… Anything you wanna talk about? you tried.

- Actually, yeah, I think I should. Looks like the perfect time to…

His words trailed off when the both of you heard :

- HEY PREZ!

- You’ve GOT to be kidding me…

You looked over Bishop’s shoulder only to see the Reyes brothers coming your way, rapidly. Angel having cotton candy in his hands, EZ carrying his childish smile around like a trophy for the best brushed teeth in the entire universe. Bishop looked annoyed to no end.

- Hey Prez, what a pleasure! Out of everyplace you could’ve gone to for your day off, we come to the same one! Angel said, excited by the coincidence and clearly not reading the room.

- Out of Every. Goddamn. Places. Bishop mumbles.

The Reyes brothers invite the two of you to spend the rest of the evening together and you both accept, even though you feel like Bishop is long gone in his head again. Although you loved Abbott and Costello to absolutely no end, you were almost mad at the unexpected meet.

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It both always bothered you and never did, the fact that, as Presidente, Obispo rarely had time off. You managed with the time you had, the evenings when he left early, the lazy Sundays, he would allow himself, sometimes, the lunches he’d bring at your job so you could eat together. Therefore, it took a couple of weeks until he got a full weekend off. You had decided to go North a little and settle for a more deserted destination, near the Joshua Tree National Park. You knew, for a fact, that whatever Bishop wanted and felt ready to share with you hadn’t left his thoughts yet. You had seen the wrinkles on his forehead, the ones he only got when he was deeply worried about something. It stuck from the second he got interrupted by the impossible comedic duo up until you settled in your room, feet away from the park.

- Wow, you’re going all out, Obispo! you teased.

- Well, I try to make it right to mi Reina.

- You know you don’t have to pull all the stops, like this! I’m very happy at the littlest things, you know that!

- I do, he said, pulling you in his arms, but I really want this to be perfect, just like you, he whispered in you ear.

The day went on nicely, you brought yourself a picnic to enjoy while enjoying the beauty and peace of the park. Everything was going absolutely perfectly. Towards the evening, Bishop pushed an outfit towards you, something a little more fancy than you had thought but, what the hell, if your man wanted you wearing that outfit, you’d obliged, especially since the frown had seem to disappear along the day. You walked out of the bathroom and saw Obispo look at you, almost stunned, something very deer-in-the-middle-of-traffic, like. You could’ve almost sworn you saw the man blush. But he turned his head, making sure he had everything, mumbling how gorgeous you were, almost more to himself than to you. You saw him fumble with the hotel key, his keys, his wallet, and stumbled on his own feet. He looked like a baby animal just learning to deal with it’s legs. You laughed at his sudden awkwardness.

- You ok there, El Presidente? you asked, a smirk stapled on our face.

- I’m fine, of course, yes, I’m fine. You look stunning, Querida, did I tell you?

- Not directly, but the fact you don’t remember how to use your legs correctly said it for you… you laughed. Come here.

You pulled him towards you and made him face you.

- Will you finally tell me what’s going on with you? You’ve been so.. distant, in your head, lately.

- Yeah, I will, I promise.

- Tonight?

- Tonight, he agreed.

You left, hand in hand, and walked to a car Obispo had ordered to take you to a gorgeous restaurant, which had a beautiful terrace. You sat at your table and ordered drinks. Obispo kept your hand in his at all time. You could sense he was ready to talk about whatever’s been troubling him over the past couple of weeks.

- So, Querida, after everything we’ve been through, you know, it’s nice to be able to get away, like this, just us, he said, running his thumb on the top of your hand.

- It’s.. you started.

- PRIMO! Alvarez said, just walking in with his wife and coming towards you. What are the odds, my man?

- I’d say pretty good, lately… Bishop stated.

Alvarez and his wife took a seat at the table next to you and chatted you guys all night. You came back very late at the hotel and knew the moment was gone. Again. Early the next morning, Bishop received a phone call from Taza and you guys had to cut your trip short, putting an axe, once again, on that long overdue conversation.

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You got woken up by Obispo travelling back and forth across the room, grabbing clothes and throwing them in a duffle bag.

- You going on a run? you asked him, surprised as he hadn’t told you about it.

- No, we are, he answered.

- I’m sorry, who?

- You and me. We’re going away. Right now.

- But���

- No buts, Querida, let’s go!

The two of you left, at the crack of dawn, on his motorcycle, for somewhere only he knew. You drove for a while and stopped along the beach, where a beautiful boardwalk pushed into the ocean. Bishop took your hand in his and pulled you towards the furthest part of the walk, the one that pushed the furthest into the great Blue. You leaned on the railway to look further into the sea. The lightning of the morning sun making the water look like it was filled with diamonds. Everything about the scenery was absolutely breathtaking.

- Bish, what are we doing here? you asked, blown away.

- I wanted to find someplace special, since I think we’re long overdue to talk, you and me, he said.

- You didn’t have to kidnap me, you know, you said, smirk on display on your features.

- Pff, if I’d kidnapped you, you’d know, trust me, he winked.

You looked at the sea a little more and turned fully around to give your full attention to the man in front of you.

- So, Querida, I’ve been so lucky to have you stand by me through the years, you’ve been nothing but my…

- Bish, HEY, BISH!

- You’re FUCKING KIDDING ME. WHAT? Obispo asked, turning towards the voice. There stood half the Mayans. Gilly, Coco, Angel and EZ, on their motorcycles.

- What are you doing here, Prez, Gilly asked, isn’t there Templo in an hour?

- Yeah, I fell off that girl’s bed to be there in time, why are you here ? Angel asked.

- Do you even remember her name? EZ asked his brother.

- I don’t think she ever told me, Angel said smugly.

- WILL YOU JUST FUCKING SHUT UP? CAN’T A MAN ASK HIS GIRLFRIEND TO MARRY HIM, ROMANTICALLY, WITHOUT BEING INTERRUPTED EVERY SINGLE TIME? Bishop screamed at his brothers.

Then fell silence. The boys looked sheepishly at the pavement, gathering up excuses to run away as fast and far as they could. You looked absolutely stunned. Bishop looked enraged.

- Is that… Is it… It that what’s been bothering you, lately? you asked, wild eyed, tears welling up quickly to blur your vision.

Obispo just then realized your presence and how badly it went. He’d been trying to find a way, a place, a setting, everything to make sure it was the most romantic engagement, for his Reina and it ended being the worst possible way.

- It wasn’t bothering me… I just… he sighed deeply, I really wanted this to be perfect, you know.

- I didn’t choose you because you’re perfect, Obispo. I chose you because you’re you.

- Hopefully you also chose me because of my impatience and the fact I cannot, for the life of me, get rid of these punkasses.

- Like I said, I chose you because you’re you. And if you come with impatience, tantrums and those douchebags, then I’ll take the lot.

- Are you saying yes? Obispo asked, hopeful.

- Por supuesto, diciendo que si, mi Amor!!

Bishop took you in his strong arms and pulled you to his chest. The kiss you got was quite possibly the most passionate you’ve ever shared. The boys clapped and cheered, Gilly wolfwhistled and got a death stare from Bishop, therefore stopped immediately.

- Hey, just for the record, I never said I pulled tantrums, Bishop said, squinting at you.

- I said what I said, you winked as you felt him push the ring on your finger, squeezing your hand in his, lovingly.

@chibsytelford​ @yosoynicolexo @lovebishoplosamiguelgalindo​

[madmadmilk]

omg i just finished watching "Luca" (2021) and i need to gush over ittttt >>> light spoilers ahead >>>

i fucking love this movie– the plot, the characters, the scenery, the animation, the dialogue, the music!! it is all SOO charming. it captures the curiosity, innocence, and dreamy ambition of being a child!! everything is so brand new, and as you 'stop' daydreaming and start to venture on your own...

you can meet some incredible people who change your life forever.

there are 1000000 takeaways from this movie, and plenty of parallels, but the one I wanna talk about is the power of your very first friendship.

Luca!! he's a timid, polite, smart lil' introvert, and thru the movie, he got adopted by all these extroverts and big personalities!! i think every shy kid remembers their first friend; the one who draws you out and makes you learn so much about yourself, and the world.

alberto showed him the sun! the sky! the trees! ... gravity!! wah!

it makes me so nostalgic and warm to think about their friendship... it was the greatest relief and comfort to be "adopted" by an extrovert, growing up lol. Sure, Luca is able to speak for himself and take care of himself, but Alberto helped draw him out of his shell and amplify those thoughts and feelings!! he helps the idea that "dreams can become real too" sink in.

Luca is in awe by all the things he can do and see, now that Alberto is by his side. their connection is something he'll remember forever!! and even if alberto was 'wrong' about a few things (like the fishes in the sky), it's the sentiment he will always cherish and remember with good humor.... like, those are literally core memories.

and that sentiment is not one-sided either!! alberto found honest companionship, someone to talk and walk the streets with. he carries on because someone cares enough to stay with him! he's goofy and sometimes careless, but he proudly wears it because Luca will be there to catch him if he falls.

that's so!!! gorgeous!!

we all yearn for a friendship/connection like that, even as adults.

and ahh!! guilia! what a fucking PAL!!! (and ally lmao). she welcomes them both with open arms, protects them, and gives them a safe space to be themselves. she teaches them with patience and accepts that they all come from different places, as she understands that the world is big and full of vibrant people.

the main three carry no judgement towards each other, or the world around them. they see it for what is is– like children! the boys know they are "different" from Guilia, but never wish to throw away the fishy side of them. and guilia doesn't condemn them for who they are, instead warns and protects them from who her town is!!

(lol and alberto's jealousy of luca and guilia's closeness is so sweet and understandable: nobody likes to see their bestie with anyone else.)

but like i said, luca's connection with alberto is irreplacable: his main goal is to explore the world with him!!! he risked going on land to stay on land with him. and that's!!!! so !! AHH!!!

that's love!! however u interpret it, platonically, romantically, whatever, it's love!!

a charming exploration of friendship, 'other'-ness, curiosity, and all forms of love u can imagine. and the art style is fucking unforgettable.

please go watch it if you have a chance!

[youreallyshouldtalkmore]

1st Year Anniv: Genshin Impact-A Bootleg Gamer’s Thank you

I am not a gamer.

Let’s just get that out there from the jump.

Despite that, there are games I have played in my life here and there. I remember growing up during the era of Final Fantasy and Kingdom Hearts. Never got a chance to play them but the one thing that struck me was the world and its characters. I still know Cloud and Sephiroth on sight.

However I've always wanted to play a game with a beautiful world and awesome characters but never got the chance.....until now.

Genshin Impact rather slipped into my life via a YouTube video. 

                 Genshin Impact EP - The Divine Stone Sees the World

This video was on my feed for awhile until one spring day I finally clicked on it.

The beautiful scenery, gorgeous music and a beautiful man sipping tea under a tree?

Whose writing my aesthetic here?

Who was this and what was it?

Ahh, a game.

But I'm not a gamer enough to buy contraptions to play games.

Hold on! Y'all accommodate the PC players?

And its free?

After looking into it, I finally caved and decided to sign up to play.

And I was hooked!

I came because of the Liyue video but fell in love with Monstadt. I found the world of Tevyat to be the kind of game I've always wanted to play!! An anime fantasy-ish type game!

I love stories and this world's story is so compelling. I'm less interested in having the best and strongest characters. I just largely want to get through the story. I'm a slow player preceding to enjoy the world at a snail’s pace. I started playing Spring 2021 and in Fall 2021 I just started the Liyue arc.

I remember when I finished Prologue III, I unexpectedly got hit with feels. I actually started playing because it was Liyue that captured my attention, but I feel in love with Monstadt and it's characters. I was good until Venti bidded us farewell.

Same for finishing Xinglang’s story quest. I felt like I had to say goodbye so soon to a sister friend that loved to eat and cook! I loved the cook off! I thoroughly enjoy wandering the world meeting the vast array of different characters. And I look forward to the myriad of characters I have yet to meet.

I have even learned some gamer terminology and strategy while playing this game. I rather enjoy trying to figure out how to beat a boss. (Shout out Thank you to all those that make videos telling you how to beat a level, puzzle or boss. Y'all are lifesavers!)

It’s amazing that in a few months I've went from trying to figure out how to make the character go backward and forwards to keep pressing controls and hope I beat the thing to using elemental combat and looking up weapons and stuff. Apparently, I’ve leveled up too in my knowledge of “how to” play a game.  I really enjoy the strategizing in this game.

But at the end of the day, I wanted to say, Thank you, Mihoyo for creating a great game and making it accessible to literally everyone! You managed to turn a non-gamer into a bootleg gamer.

I appreciate all your hard work that goes into character design, world design and story arcs. You are really an inspiration to me as some who inspires to tell my own stories and make my own worlds.

So Happy 1st Anniversary and I look forward to another year with Genshin Impact!

Also linked this on my Twitter: https://twitter.com/Desertfyr/status/1442966227060604950

[aadikted]

The Sweetest

A/N - Hey guys this a stand alone story! I wrote this during class, because who even pays attention during physics, right!! I hope u like it! Feel free to comment on my work!

Summary - Peter Parker and Y/N are studying (or at least trying to) for a test! Cuteness ensues for our favourite pair!!!!

W/C - 491

Warnings! - Sickeningly sweet and fluffy!!

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“Y/N!” Peter scolded, “Stop shifting! You are ruining my beautiful work.”

“Peter! Come on! We are supposed to be studying for tomorrow” You whined as his hand continued moving through your hair. “I can’t afford to fail another physics test!”

“Oh shush!” He tried to console you, “We have been studying for the past 5 hours, you will definitely not fail!”

“We spent 2 of those hours kissing!!” 

“Ahh! 2 hours well spent” He replied, trying and failing to stop the corners of his mouth from lifting.

“Hey! If I don’t pass, I promise I will be the death of you!” , you joked.

“Well, lets hope it doesn’t come to that!” he replied.

“What are you doing with my hair anyway!?” 

“That, my dear is a secret! You will have to wait for some time to find out!” He replied with a cheeky grin.

You huffed as you folded your arms and bit back your retort. Looks like you would have to wait to satisfy your curiosity.

A calm silence fell over the both of you, being occasionally disrupted by the faint sounds of traffic from the streets. You could feel his hands moving through your hair. You leaned back into him and closed your eyes. You felt at peace when you were with him.

“All done!” He exclaimed, startling you from your daze. “Come on, look at yourself!”

 You couldn’t help but smile at his enthusiasm.

You took the mirror he held in his hands and examined yourself!

“Peter!” You said in awe, “This is absolutely gorgeous!

Your hair was braided in the most intricate of designs, wisps of your H/C hair framed your face, making you look almost ethereal. 

“Where did you learn how to do this?”

“Aunt May loves styling her hair!” He replied blushing. “I learned some hairstyles for her...I thought it would be a nice thing to do” 

You just stared at him! Everyday you got to know something new about your boyfriend and everyday it just convinced you that he is the sweetest and kindest person. 

Y-Y/N?? Are you okay? You have been staring at me...its okay if you find it weir- 

He was cut off by you throwing yourself at him.

“You are the sweetest, Peter Parker!” You gushed.

Peter blushed at your compliment! 

“It’s not much really.” He tried to say, “I just wanted to do something for Aunt May.”

“And that is why you are the sweetest!” You replied as you kissed him.

He was startled by your sudden action but then eagerly leaned into your kiss. 

The sun was setting behind the both of you, drawing hues of pinks and purples as if to make a picturesque scenery. Your hair started coming out of its braid, but you didn’t mind because Peter’s hands were the ones weaving through it. You got lost in each other and shadows danced around you. Your textbooks lay in the corner having been long forgotten...

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Anyone who wants read my future fics, feel free to tell me! I will add u to my tag list!!

[so-mordor-itis]

Hello!!! Can I request z for zenitsu? 👀 Would love to read your take on that, if you have time!

I had way too much fun writing this LOL

Time Will Tell

Zenitsu Agatsuma:

Ah, it was that dream again.

The one where you could hear the sharp cries of gulls, smell the lingering salt in the air, and watch as the beautiful blue waters crash against the surface. If you were honest, this was the one place you would rather be than your current home.

This particular dream also carried another detail.

"Ahhh!"

A blond boy. One who appeared to be afraid of the circling gulls. He was in a crouched position, holding his head in his hands, cowering in fear. When a gull even got the slightest bit closer, he would screech. Yelling for it to go away while swatting the air as if there was an insect buzzing near him.

"Shoo! Shoo! Ahh! Why are you bugging me?" He pleaded. It began to make you snicker.

This wasn't the first time you've had this dream. In actuality, this is the third. The first time you couldn’t remember, but you knew where you had been. The second you could almost remember, but some images were fuzzy. Was that when you first started a conversation with the blond? You couldn't recall.

Before you began to approach the screeching lad, you couldn’t help but admire the scenery around you; the green grass below your feet, the change in environment from where the grass cuts to sand. The water so clear you could see kelp swaying in the currents. Truly a dream. No land in the real world could look as crisp as this.

Glancing at the blond, you called to him. "Hey."

He opened one of the eyes he closed shut out of fear. It looked directly at you, clear terror shining in it.

"Oh -- it's you again! Shoo the birds away! It's your dream you can make it happen!"

Wait...what?

You blinked at him. "How do you know this is my dream?"

He tossed you a deadpan stare. "Have you never heard of the--oh forget it!" After scoffing, he began to cower once more. "How come my soulmate has to dream of the ocean? The ocean! It's not even been explored yet and they're dreaming of it! And naturally you're gorgeous but still!"

His ramblings made your head spin, clear confusion began to weave itself on your face. "Soulmate?"

He was...your soulmate…?

He must've heard you, because he let out a growl of frustration. "Yeah, soulmate. You know, the one destined to be with you for eternity. That soulmate."

Well of course you had heard of the myths and legends about soulmates. But for them to actually exist? It felt preposterous.

"Who are you?" The question slipped from your mouth. Genuine curiosity in your voice.

The blond glanced upwards again, your eyes meeting his own brown ones. "Uh...Zenitsu."

"That dream again, hm?" You murmured to yourself, rubbing your eyes in order to drive the lingering sleepiness away. This time, you had learned the boy's name.

***

Rays of sunlight filtered in through the window beside your bed. The sudden brightness disturbed your sleep, causing you to slip your eyes open.

With it still fresh in your mind, you raced towards a paper source. Grabbing a feather and some fresh ink, you scribbled his name on to it.

"Now I won't forget."

If he was truly your soulmate, it would be in poor taste to continually forget his name.

***

The fourth time you have the dream, things are immediately different. While the scenery stayed the same, the boy's actions were something completely new. He was no longer cowering at the gulls flying above, now he was staring at the crystal clear waters.

You couldn’t see his face, but you were curious enough about him to approach. Eventually standing right beside him.

The minute he recognized your presence, he let out a familiar screech--also startling you in the process.

"Wh-what?" Your voice raised in volume. Zenitsu was shaking before he pointed a finger at you.

"Don't suddenly approach people without warning!" He exclaimed, before looking you up and down. Immediately, his attitude took a 180.

"Oh wow, you're even more pretty in person!"

One of your brows raised. "Uh, thanks?"

"I take back what I said last time, this dream is fine!"

"You really have a complex personality, don't you?"

"Well," he said, before lowering down to his knees. "Please marry me!"

"Eh?" You squeaked, surprised by his sudden proposal. "While I may be your soulmate, that is way too sudden!"

"But-"

"No." You held your hips. "Can I at least get to know you first?"

"...I guess so."

***

You awoke once again, the feeling of confusion from the last dream has vanished and suddenly replaced with annoyance.

"Did he seriously propose to me?"

***

The fifth dream was the same as the previous one. Zenitsu was standing in the same place, his back turned to you while he gazed at the waves. This time, your goal was to create a conversation. While it was true you were annoyed with him, your curiosity could not be ignored either.

You were desperate to know more regarding the soulmate situation. Was he truly your soulmate? Or was he simply stating that to get your attention? From his behavior, you merely guessed the latter.

"So," you started, "What's the legend about soulmates you were talking about before?"

Zenitsu sighed. "I think it's something like: 'You meet your soulmate in a dream, and you continuously have this dream until you two meet in person.'"

"I've never heard of that," you shook your head. "How do I know you're not lying to me?"

Zenitsu once again deadpanned, his arms crossed over his chest. "How would you describe this situation then?"

A quizzical look flashed on your features. He was right, there was no other explanation.

"Well, now what do we do?" You shrugged.

"Don't look at me! I'm not an expert!"

"Jeez, stop screeching! You're acting like a bird."

"Ugh. Why can't this be a simple feat?" Zenitsu mumbled, rubbing his temples. "I feel like I'm back in the real world with Tanjiro and Inosuke. Just as chaotic."

"Who?"

"...Nevermind."

If bickering back and forth between one another was how you two first meet...what would the future hold?

You sighed internally.

Only time could really give you that answer.

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