#In some ways it feels silly to cry so much over a spider haha but I really wanted to do right by them and to not be able to...

[thebeautyoffanfics]

TBHK boys get break up pranked by reader ?angst to fluff please!!😢👉👈

kou minamoto x gn!reader, teru minamoto x gn!reader, akane aoi x gn!reader, tsuchigomori x gn!reader, hanako x gn!reader, tsukasa yugi x gn!reader, mitsuba sousuke x gn!reader

a/n: heck yea, we love angst to fluff!!!! Thank you so much for requesting <33 (also, by tbhk boys, i just kinda,,, threw my favorites, and some characters that seem to be requested fairly often in there! If i missed anyone you particularly wanted to see, feel free to let me know, and i’ll gladly add them <3)

Also, I’m sorry that these are so short,,;; i’m not entirely sure how to lengthen them;;;; and I’m not sure how well they fit into angst to fluff,,,, i’m really sorry;;;

warnings: none <3

word count: 1,939

Kou Minamoto <3

“Kou, I… I’m sorry, I don’t think it’s going to work between us. I think we should break up.”

Please, don’t make me describe his face… please, don’t do this to me… my heart, my heart hurts just thinking about it. But- his heart hurts worse.

His eyes will widen, but they won’t be filled with the usual sparkle of joy he gets when looking at you. His usual smile and blush will quickly drain from his face, as he narrows his eyebrows in confusion.

“H… huh-?”

“You heard me, Kou. Don’t make me say it again.”

He does his best not to cry on the spot, and you’ll instantly start to feel guilty. You try not to let the guilt get under your skin just yet- it’s a prank. You know it’s a prank, but Kou doesn’t.

“Why? What- what did I do?”

“It’s nothing you did, Kou. We just… can’t work out. Really, it isn’t you.”

His mouth forms a straight line, slightly panicking, but he’ll nod. That… makes sense. No- no, it really doesn’t- not for your relationship. You seemed happy, didn’t you? Did he say something? Did he hurt you? What happened-??

“No, wait, Kou, no- don’t cry, don’t cry-”

“I’m not! No worries, (Y/N), it’s fine, I’ll-”

“It’s a prank, Kou! Please, don’t cry-”

He’d pause, blinking a bit, then tilting his head slightly- confusion written all over his face.

It settled in for a moment, as you hugged him, Kou hugging back instantly. Once it clicked, he was instantly relieved, tightening the hug a bit and huffing.

“You scared me, (Y/N)... I wasn’t crying though. But you did scare me- please, don’t do that again.”

“I’m sorry, Kou, I’m sorry. I won’t do it again, I promise!”

Teru Minamoto <3

“I’m sorry, Teru, but I don’t think things can work between us anymore. It’s not you, I just… think we should see other people.”

He’ll raise his eyebrows, then narrow them, confusion evident on his face, much like his brother reacted. He wouldn’t lose his cool- he wouldn’t get emotional. However, he did feel his heart aching.

“Ah… alright. I’m sorry if I did anything, (Y/N). Is there any way we could make things work? Talk to me.”

“You didn’t do anything, Teru. I just- I just don’t think it can work. Sorry.”

Teru bit his lip a bit, nodding. He turned, planning to walk away, but-

But you wouldn’t let him walk away :)) so, you grabbed his wrist.

He’d turn around, offering you a confused expression, the hurt still evident on his face. Honestly, he really needed to get home to sort out his emotions. “If you would, please, let go, (Y/N).”

“Sorry, sorry, Teru! Can’t do that!” You chirped, tugging him a bit so he’d face you.

Our boy is so confused- why are you suddenly in a better mood??

OH-

“It was a prank!” You declared, tossing your hands up, “don’t be mad, please!”

Teru sighed, placing a hand on his chest. “Oh, thank goodness, (Y/N). I was so scared… of course, I wasn’t about to let you go that easily, but, still-”

He pulled you into a hug, resting his head on top of yours. Expect a slightly more affectionate Teru- he’s gonna be a tad bit paranoid now. No way is anyone gonna take you from him >:((

Akane Aoi <3

“Akane, I think we should… break up.”

Panic. Instant panic. You can see the panic on his face immediately, as his eyes widen.

No, no way. This couldn’t be happening to him- years of pining after Aoi, only to have you introduced into his life. You were someone he loved as dearly as he did Aoi. Someone who returned his feelings.

Having you love him was the best feeling ever… this, on the other hand, was anything but nice.

“Break up-? Why??”

He’ll reach for your arms, heart breaking when you stepped back, looking away from him. To him, you were looking away because you felt bad for having to split up. In reality, you were looking away to avoid the guilt slowly bubbling up in your stomach. It’s a prank- that’s what you had to tell yourself. In just a few moments you could hug him and smother his precious face in kisses.

“Because… you’re,” You stepped forward, booping his nose, “too cute!”

“........(Y/N), I promise you, if this is a prank-”

“It’s a prank~!”

Akane groaned, rolling his eyes, but placing his head against your shoulder. “(Y/NNNNN), honestlyyyyy.”

You patted his back, then wrapped your arms around him, kissing the side of his face gently. “I’m sorry, Akaneeee...”

“You’re fine…” He responded, wrapping his arms around you. He may sulk just a tiny bit, but he won’t be like that for long. By the next day, he’ll be acting normal- though he may use that prank against you lightheartedly.

Tsuchigomori <3

“Tsuchigomori… I’m sorry, but I think we should see other people,” You spoke. Goodness knows you had to put all of your acting skills into this one, since Tsuchigomori could see through lies easier than anyone else you knew.

“You’re lying.”

“I’m not.” “(Y/N), you literally cannot keep secrets from me. Lying is no different. What kind of prank is this? A trend?”

You sighed, running a hand through your hair- your reaction brought a grin to your spider-like boyfriend’s face.

“For what it’s worth, I’m sure I would have been fairly hurt if you were being genuine, so… don’t bother with jokes like that.”

(Actually, there was a part of him concerned that you were being honest. But! He trusted his instincts, praying that you were just joking. He had never been happier to tell truth from lies.)

Hanako <3

“Hanako… I’m sorry, I don’t think things will work between us. We should break up.”

“Hah?”

A million thoughts run through his mind, despite his somewhat unreadable expression. Was it because he was dead? Of course- he knew it would happen. Who would be willing to date a ghost? A murderer at that. He was unlovable. He knew it.

“...I understand, (Y/N), but… don’t play with my heart like that.”

“I’m not playing around, Hanako. Stop taking everything like it’s a joke.”

Hanako shrugged, ignoring how his heart ached. “I think the joke is you not considering things like the obvious before you accepted my confession. Dating a supernatural is clearly not easy, and you walked into this knowing that.”

This time, you were the one with an unreadable expression. What… did he mean? Was he scolding you? Or… rejecting your rejection-?

“What do you mean?” You sighed, faking annoyance as you placed a hand on your hip.

“I mean, you got yourself into this relationship, so you should be willing to stick with it until the end~. I get it though, so, if you really didn’t think that far, then so be it-”

“Fine, I give in.”

Hanako raised his eyebrows, holding a hand to his mouth, curious as to what you were about to say. Did he really just uno reverse your break up?

“It was aaaaaa prank,” You added, pulling your lower eyelid down and sticking your tongue out. It was impressive- you almost seemed similar to him! Impressive indeed!

Hanako grinned, the pain on his heart being suddenly lifted as he basically tackled you into a hug. Kisses were placed against your cheek, before he nuzzled the side of his face into yours.

“I knew you couldn’t do me like that, (Y/NNNN)~.”

Did he really know that? Of course not. And that fear would never leave him, worrying that he would one day not be enough for you. But! For now, the two of you were together, happy in the relationship you were in. That was enough for him <3

Tsukasa Yugi <3

“We should break up, Tsukasa. I’m really sorry, it just… can’t work.”

Won’t let you break up with him. He won’t- he genuinely won’t.

Clings to you, pouting up at you, as you look down at him, feigning sadness.

“I’m sorry, Tsukasa- please, let go of me.”

“Nope! You’re mine, (Y/N). You can’t break up with me!! You’re mine- forever and ever, no matter what!”

(His expression was wide-eyed and somewhat innocent, but thinking about his words… they were certainly questionable.)

You tried to play along a bit more. Telling him you were serious, attempting to push him away. But, that was to no avail. Tsukasa wasn’t giving in, so you eventually had to-

“Alright, alright. It was a prank, Tsukasa… though I guess it didn’t get far with you.”

“Haha! Nope! And you won’t get far either <3”

“Huh?”

“Hm?”

Honestly? Who knows what that meant. You didn’t get it, and you couldn’t be sure Tsukasa understood either. All he knew was he loved you- therefore, he wouldn’t let you do something so silly like break up with him! Like Tsuchigomori, he's virtually impossible to break-up prank- like Hanako, he's virtually impossible to actually break up with.

Mitsuba Sousuke <3

“I… I think we should break up, Mitsuba. It’s not you, really-”

“Tch. Of course it isn’t me, idiot,” Mitsuba interrupted. He wasn’t there to listen to the extent of your acting skills (though he didn’t realize you were acting). “If you’re gonna split up with me, just get it over with. We should break up? Fine. Not like a pervert like you deserves someone as cute and pure as me anyway.”

Despite his words and furrowed eyebrows, his eyes alone showed how heartbroken he felt. His lower lip trembled a bit, though he attempted to stop it by pouting. No, he wouldn’t be the one crying in this situation! Not yet, at least-

“Great then. I’m glad we’re on the same page.” You retorted, laughing bitterly. Ahh, no, this was getting too real for him- you were serious, weren’t you? Could this be a joke?

Mmh, who cared? Mitsuba was here to defend himself, even if it was at the cost of your feelings. If you were going to hurt his heart like that, then he’d do his best to take a jab at yours- or at least your ego.

“Great. Then, why are you lingering? Getting a last look at my cute face?”

“Hm… yeah-”

“Pervert.”

“Excuse mE, let me finish,” You sighed, ruffling his hair lightly, “surprise! It’s a prank!”

His face was honestly golden- his reaction to hearing that it was a prank even better than his reaction when the prank was in action. Eyebrows furrowed in confusion, though watering just barely from the previous aching in his heart, mouth agape slightly.

Then, his eyebrows furrowed deeper, displaying anger. The way his shoulders sank for a moment showed his relief, though they tensed up quickly, as he prepared himself to yell at you. “Idiot! Pervert! Who do you think you are, trying to play with my heart like that?! What right do you have to-”

You cut him off by cupping his face, pouting slightly- his face burned as he avoided eye contact, hand raised slightly as if contemplating pushing you away. It was clear he didn’t really want you to stop though.

“Sorry, sorry~. I just wanted to get a reaction out of you, Mitsuba. You’ve got very cute reactions, you know?”

“Hmph. You sound like you’re quoting porn-”

“Mention porn one more time and the prank won’t be a prank anymore-”

“Liar. Idiot. Stupid pervert, you’re a liar.”

You laughed lightly, squishing his face as you closed your eyes. “Maybe I’m a tad bit of a liar. But, when you pretend to not be upset, I’m sure you’re lying as well~.”

“Hah. I don’t lie.”

[fluffytriceratops]

Another little life update for those of you who are curious or want to know;

Work has been very busy as of late, and unfortunately it’s only going to get worse. Like I mentioned before, I came down a month early to help the camp set up and to help out in anyway that I can. Which means, the summer technically has just started and I still have a little over two months to go.

We’ve already had a couple groups/camps come down here during June, so I was in the kitchen for them. But I wasn’t doing my normal work, I was mainly doing dishes because the main dish employees hadn’t come down yet. And let me tell you, it sucks fucking ass doing dishes. There are so many of them, and my back is absolutely killing me at the end of the day. And I know it’s only going to get worse. We weren’t even very busy then, we’re still expecting 100-200 people and I don’t know how I’m going to handle it lol.

Hopefully I won’t need to fill in for dishes.

One of my boss’ was being a bit of a prick a while ago. So that was something, I guess. He was being really ignorant and cheap and made me feel like I was beneath him. On top of that, they were burning plastic/recycling which is really toxic. And it wasn’t like they were far away while doing it, they’re in the camp burning all this plastic and it STINKS. All these fumes are being blown up towards all the trailers/motor homes. Which is where I stay, so that’s great. (Note my sarcasm)

And on top of that we’re in the spider capital, and I don’t recall if I’ve even mentioned it before but I have a horrible case of arachnophobia. A lot of people think I’m silly for it, and don’t treat it as serious as it is. But I have and I will burst into tears if I have to deal with them. I ended up having an anxiety/panic attack (I’m not really sure which one it was, honestly I’ve been so emotional and stressed little things keep causing me to break down) and my sister had to just stand there and hold me till I calmed down. I’m very glad that it didn’t happen in public, because that would be humiliating. Honestly, I’ve cried so many times already, I even cried last night. And I know I’ll cry even more throughout my time here.

I’m not saying this for attention. I’m saying this because it helps me cope. I get to rant and vent to anyone who’s willing to listen and it feels good to get it off my chest. It’s therapeutic in a way, I guess lmao. And because I can’t afford therapy, art, writing, venting, and obsessing over OCs and fictional characters will have to do.

I hate not being able to come on here and see all my mutuals/friends posts. I hate that I’m so busy, I don’t get to post as often as I want to. For the longest of time, I felt like I had no motivation to do most things. And then I got on tumblr, and decided to start posting my work on this platform and met amazing people through it. It gave me motivation to do the things that I love. I felt happy being apart of a community so welcoming and loving. Then this job just ruined the whole thing. I know for a fact that next year I will not be coming here early. I can’t do this again. It’s too much, money be damned. I’ll probably come to work here again, at least for one more year. But I still don’t know yet. We’ll see how this year goes. So far, it sucks ass. X’D

I’d like to open up drawing (possibly writing) commissions after summer. Maybe in the fall/winter? Depending on how I’m feeling and what’s going on in my life. I might need a bit of a break before diving into things again. But I don’t know if anyone would be interested in that? I’d love to be able to work doing what I love and I think commissions would help greatly with that. It could help me get started, anyway. Whether that be art, writing, or both. I’ll probably make another post about it with more info later on, but for now I’m just going to drop this here and see what happens haha. If you’d be interested in getting a commission from me at some point, please let me know! The more people who want them, the more I’m willing to do it lol. I’m also thinking of creating a few OC art adopts, so if that’s something that interests you too, feel free to let me know! Either by reblog/commet/message, anything works. ^-^

Thank you to those who read this. I know it’s a little long, boring, and all over the place. But it means a lot to me to know that you took the time out of your day to do so. I hope you have an outstanding day/night. You deserve it.

I love you all so so much. I’m sending all the virtual hugs to you!

Take care of yourselves! :3

— LF / Fluffy / Fluffie <3

PS. Love and laughter always.

PPS. If you know where the quotes from, I love you more.

[raw-lesbian-energy]

Too Much Energy

[Image description: Anonymous said

could u maybe do a fic with lee marcy and ler anne and ler sasha? maybe marcy is too energetic and they try to get rid of some of her energy? marclee haha]

MARCLEE IS BEST LEE I LOVE HER SM,, Anon I had a lot of fun with this request and it was definitely a good break from the plot-heavy story! Hope you enjoy!

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Summary: Marcy Wu has way too much energy for Anne and Sasha to handle, so the two friends work together to help tire out the wound-up teen.

Fandom: Amphibia

Pairing: None

Features: None

Word Count: 1,034

Warnings: This is a tickle fic! If that’s not your thing, just keep scrolling.

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“Ooh, you guys have to hear about this!”

Marcy was practically bouncing on the spot, reading yet another paragraph from her extensive notebook of Amphibia. Anne and Sasha were leaning tiredly against the couch, neither of them sure how their friend still had so much energy.

Normally, they were fine with hearing their friend ramble, but today had been a bit more taxing after having to deal with some unwelcome giant bugs that were threatening Wartwood. Marcy had been a big help with her notes on them, however the one info dump led to another, and soon the girl was reading her entire notebook to her two friends.

“Mar-Mar, you need to take a break.” Anne told her, fatigue clear in her voice. “You’ve been talking nonstop for like, three hours now.” Marcy fell silent at the statement, blinking in surprise as a small blush of embarrassment crept onto her face.

“Oh, my bad.” She said sheepishly. “I guess I got carried away, but Amphibia is just chock full of interesting things! Like, did you know that-” without even realizing, Marcy started into another ramble, making Sasha sigh and rub the bridge of her nose in frustration.

“Psst-” Sasha heard a whisper next to her, looking over and seeing Anne with a small yet mischievous smile on her face. She silently pointed a thumb to Marcy, wiggling her fingers after to mime out her plan. Sasha was quick to catch on, gaining a smirk as both of them looked back up at Marcy. The raven-haired girl hadn’t even noticed her friends yet, still rambling about some kind of carnivorous plant.

“-it’s a lot like a venus fly trap, actually.” She explained. “The difference is they also have a paralyzing venom that can- eep!” Marcy cut off mid-sentence as she felt hands grasp her sides, hauling her off the ground and carrying her back to the couch.

“Sasha, put me dohown!” She squeaked, the hands on her sides causing a small bout of giggles to escape her lips. Much to her surprise, Sasha did put her down…by unceremoniously tossing her on the couch. A small ‘oof!’ came from Marcy as she tried to upright herself, only for her two friends to suddenly be sitting on either side of her.

“Sorry Marbles,” Anne said, leaning against her, “but you’ve got too much energy, and we need to do something about it.” Marcy wasn’t sure what she meant until she felt hands on her sides, earning a high-pitched squeak followed by bright, bubbly giggles.

“Hehehey, wait!” She managed, the giggles soon overwhelming her words. Anne grinned at the sound, skittering her fingers over her friend’s exposed sides to test her reactions.

“Still ticklish as ever, I see.” Sasha mused, feeling Marcy starting to lean against her in an attempt to scoot away from Anne’s tickling. Of course, this didn’t work as Sasha held steady, leaving the raven-haired girl stuck between her two friends. Her cheeks turned pink as a goofy smile spread across her face, which Anne couldn’t help but coo at.

“Aww, you’re so cute, Mar-Mar!” She said sweetly. Marcy’s whole face turned red at Anne’s words, starting to thrash more as she felt the tickling creep up to her rib cage. All three had ditched their armour earlier, as it was a warmer day, leaving all of Marcy’s worst spots exposed.

“Ihihihi’m nohohot!” She squealed, tossing her head back and almost hitting Sasha by accident. The blonde had been able to dodge it at the last second, but the action flipped a switch in her mind and she rounded on Marcy in an instant.

“Alright, you asked for it!” She cried, wrapping her arms around Marcy’s chest and pulling her in, effectively trapping her in an iron hold. Fingers dug into the hollows of her underarms, earning a high-pitched shriek that was immediately followed by frantic laughter. Her legs kicked uselessly as she tried to pull herself free, only for Anne to sit herself on Marcy’s thighs to hold her down further. Four hands tickled at her sides and underarms, kneading and spidering and squeezing away at any spot they could reach.

“GuhuhUYS-!” The cry was hardly noticeable through all the laughter, and Marcy quickly realized there was nothing she could do but submit to her ticklish fate. Her ears had turned red at that point, eyes screwed shut and tears pricking in the corners of them. Despite how hard she was laughing, though, she still seemed to have plenty of energy.

“Man, I’m surprised she’s holding out this long.” Sasha commented to Anne, having to raise her voice somewhat to be heard. Anne nodded in agreement, and deciding to test Marcy further, moved her hands down and drummed her fingers against her hips. This earned a squeal that was so high in pitch that it actually left Anne’s ears ringing, causing her to pull away.

“Whoa, you good, Mar-Mar?” She asked. Sasha had even stopped, loosening her grip and allowing Marcy to catch her breath. The girl was a blushing mess, her hair frizzy from her struggling and a goofy smile still plastered on her face.

“Yeheheah…” She panted, brushing her hair back with her fingers, “just…g-gimme a sec.” Anne and Sasha exchanged a glance, both of them smiling softly as Marcy worked to compose herself.

“What do you think, Sash?” Anne asked, turning her gaze back to Marcy. “Has she had enough?”

“Don’t know.” Sasha replied, sitting back against the arm of the couch. “Girl’s got enough energy to power a city.” Anne chuckled at the comment, however Marcy seemed to perk up.

“Actually, Newtopia has been working on a renewable energYYY-!” A squeal left her throat as Sasha immediately started tickling her again, spidering her fingers over the teen’s ribs.

“If you’ve got energy to ramble, you’ve got energy to be tickled.” Sasha told her, though all that Marcy replied with was high-pitched giggles. Anne chuckled and ended up joining in again, doubling the electric sensations that were spreading through Marcy’s torso.

Anne and Sasha were right; she did have lots of energy. But having it be spent through her two best friends tickling her silly was more than fine by her.

[emiefaunwrites]

I’m also gonna be a little mean today haha! Since Taka has a fear of the dentist, then those silly dreams most kids had of all their teeth falling out would be freaking nightmares to Taka! Maybe they could be a little more nightmarish depending on how big his fear is (the dentist in his nightmares would be psychotic and possibly chase Taka around with dental tools to attack him with). It would definitely be something Taka could laugh about later down the line, but it wouldn’t be so funny the moment after he’s had that dream. And bc Leon is a good boyfriend, he takes it seriously and comforts Taka.

Ooooh people's are in a mean mood today. I LOVES IT. Yes, lets pick on Taka some more with his fear of the dentist.

Didn't realise it would be such a thing. I've created a monster. I love it!

Oh yeah. Trigger warnings for dental related nightmares (so avoid if you're scared of dentists!!)

Hope this is what you're after! Thank you for the ask!!

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• Taka hasn't had dental related nightmares for years.

• Unsurprisingly, they started after his traumatic childhood experience and stopped a few months later.

• And though he inevitable has small nightmares here and there of things like Leon leaving him or of spiders and such, he doesn't have really bad ones anymore.

• Cue the dental trips.

• Right after his visit with Leon, Taka's sleep isn't quite as easy.

• He dreams of all his teeth falling out in class and everyone laughing at him, Leon telling him he shouldn't have behaved so badly in the dental chair.

• He dreams of being stuck in the dental chair, tied down with no one to help him no matter how hard he screams.

• He dreams of getting so numb that he can't swallow and starts choking.

• All of these dreams leave him freaking out in the night, having to go calm himself down in the garden for a bit so as no to wake Leon.

• But there's one dream that's worse than the rest.

• He dreams that Leon is a demonic dentist that rips out all his teeth with no anaesthetic, laughing manically while Mondo and Chi hold him down and he can't scream because there's water in his throat and...and...and...

• Leon is woken to a horrendous scream and freaks out, thinking they're under attack.

• Taka is sobbing hysterically, pulling away from Leon's comforting touches because he's still partly in dreamland.

• 'What happened?! Are you hurt?! Talk to me, baby!'

• It takes a few moments for Taka to realise he's awake, that Leon is NOT an evil dentist, that he's safe at home and no one is going to hurt him.

• And he collapses into Leon's arms, spluttering out what happened into Leon's shoulder.

• Leon is no stranger to nightmares and even though most would expect him not to take this seriously, he very much does.

• And so he pulls Taka closer, running one hand up and down his back and tangling the other into Taka's hair. Softly offering words of comfort into his ear., rocking them gently back and forth.

• 'Shh, shh. It's alright.'

• 'A-and then y-y-you p-pulled another one...'

• 'I know, I know.'

• 'I-it h-h-hurt so b-bad!'

• 'I know, baby. It's all over now. Leon's here.'

• A lot of crying, snot and hiccups later, Taka eventually calms down and lets Leon dry his face as he pouts.

• He isn't at all used to it being this way around - what with Leon being the (unexpectedly) more emotional of the two of them.

• So he feels really embarrassed of his behaviour now he's woken up and has a clear head.

• But Leon, the absolute sweetheart that he is, just smiles warmly at him and cups his face lovingly, even though Taka refuses to meet his gaze.

• 'Better?'

• Nod of a head in response.

• 'Sleepy?'

• Shake of a head in response.

• 'Okay. Shall I make us a hot chocolate? With whippy cream and marshmallows?'

• Taka doesn't respond verbally, but Leon knows too well the meaning behind the nip of teeth on his palm.

• 'Come on then. Let's go.'

• A hot chocolate, a bunch of whipped cream and a whole bag of marshmallows later, Taka eventally folds his body into Leon's for a hug and mumbles a thanks into his neck.

• And they spend the rest of the night cuddled on the sofa, Taka in Leon's arms, before they fall asleep until late morning.

[atopearth]

Ar Tonelico: Melody of Elemia Part 1 - Aurica & Misha (Phase 1)

PHASE 1

Okay, I am beyond excited. I honestly never thought I'd be able to play my favourite PS2 games ever again after I moved houses, because I can't for the life of me find my old PS2 that could play copied games, all the wires and some of the games, and I can't buy these games anymore either, so I was literally so sad and nearly cried when I first realised this. But then I realised that we could get PS emulators now and play the games!! Honestly so thankful and happy right now because omg it's so beautiful to know I can finally properly finish these games again!! Anyway, I still remember Shurelia and Lyner very well, I loved how cool Shurelia was, whereas I can't remember much about Lyner so he's probably the average protagonist that gets all the girls lmao. I'm not sure if I'll bother playing each Reyvateil "route" but I do know who I picked as a kid so I'm definitely going to pick her again. It's kinda funny, I wonder if this is when my bro and I decided to each choose our favourites and play through them so we could both see the different stories haha. I just remember he liked the shy brown hair Reyvateil and I loved the blue hair childhood friend, I can't remember their names anymore but I still love them hahaha. And if I remember correctly, Shurelia should have a short story/route, but I remember diving into her cosmosphere was weird because she's kinda like the old type of Reyvateil haha, so I was sad about that but it doesn't matter, it's Shurelia, everyone loves her!

On to the story itself! Lyner is pretty childish but he's a typical teenager protagonist so I'll just ignore it lol. On another note, dang, the art and character design and everything still looks good to this day imo. It's sad that Shurelia and Ayatane had to stay behind to fend off viruses that I can't really kill off until Lyner goes and gets the Hymn Crystal Purger, but I guess they can't really allow these viruses to run around into town, so as long as they stay in the Tower where I assume Shurelia has tried to seal them for many years, it should hopefully be fine~ Poor Lyner got his airship broken the moment he left though, but I guess that's how journeys begin haha. Lmao at Aurica (that's the name of the brown hair girl!!) healing Lyner with her Reyvateil magic/song and then running off when he wakes up, she's so cute lol. Kinda sad to see Reyvateil treated so badly by organisations like Tenba, like wow, the abuse is rampant. The village is pretty unreasonable to make Lyner kill their monsters to get his airship back but I guess that's just how desperate they are? Still don't like them. LMAO when Lyner went to learn grathmelding, the grandpa joked around saying Lyner's reward for learning it was his granddaughter hahaha.

Well, I guess it's good to help the village, because now they're willing to take care of the broken airship until Lyner finds someone who can fix it. Anyway, did Jack like Misha or something? I can't remember🤔 Lmao, Jack is so slack to Aurica, like yeah she's gloomy but I can empathise with her😭 Okay, I gotta agree with Jack though, Claire is definitely much hotter than Aurica, just the fact that she runs a bar by herself and tries her best to be strong and independent already makes me like her lol. On the other hand, why is Misha with Tenba, was she being manipulated or controlled or something? Anyway, the moment I saw Misha, I fell in love with her again, like wow, her design is so beautiful and unique, I could never pick someone else over her. I feel so sorry for her that Lyner can't remember her though, because I'm pretty sure she really likes him🥺 I can't remember the story but I guess we'll know when we can dive into her. Lyner is rash, super reckless and honest to a fault, but that honesty is a good thing I guess haha. The fact that he can't take people in Tenba badmouthing Reyvateil like they're tools that can be scrapped when they don't seem to be crafting good magic would make anyone mad, but Lyner refuses to sit by and listen to that, which is pretty admirable of him tbh.

With the way people react to others going into the Dive shop in the middle of the day with a Reyvateil, you'd be thinking they were doing something R rated lol, but they're just getting to know each other so it's kinda weird to have that kind of stigma, I mean I'm pretty sure going at night is weirder?! Anyway, I have to agree with Misha, Firefly Alley is a scary place, just thinking about being near all those propellers and falling down is crazyyy. It's kinda funny, but I remember Spica (Misha's friend that sells good stuff) but I don't remember the chainsaw girl lmao, I feel like she looks familiar but that's all hahah. It's so hilarious but brave of Misha to tell Lyner to dive into her so they can craft magic to break the wall and leave to go to Nemo without Bourd and them on their tail. Considering how bold she is, it's crazy that it's her first time, but since diving is such a personal thing, I honestly doubt Misha would let anyone aside from Lyner dive into her. I gotta agree with Hama (Misha's cosmosphere mind guardian) slapping Lyner for saying he's only in there because Misha told him to dive in, like excuse you Lyner?! You do realise the one that's being invaded and the one that has to feel vulnerable and everything is Misha right?! Have some tact lol! But I guess Lyner is slow, so it was normal of him to not have realised that it was a bigger deal than he thought, especially since Misha seemed so nonchalant about it. Misha's Level 1 Cosmosphere is so nostalgic though, I remember it so well, because I think it was a really nice contrast to see the brave and cool Misha in real life compared to the vulnerable one in the cosmosphere who is scared of revealing her true self to Lyner. It was nice to see him encourage her and to tell her that he wants to know her better, I mean it's sad that he can't remember her but you can't help things you can't remember I guess...

Krusche and Misha arguing all the time is pretty cute lol, I think it was even better when they worked together to open a door and made bets the whole time making them shout each other food if they got things wrong haha. Misha really is such a great girl to be so scared of heights but try her best to save Aurica. As usual though, Lyner is pretty crazy to jump and save Aurica when she was falling, like dang, they're lucky Krusche was nearby to catch them with her airship. Anyway, lmao at Aurica's naming sense and that fireball she made😂 I feel like Lyner is way more encouraging towards Aurica than he was with Misha before though, I guess it helps when it's obvious that she's troubled, whereas Misha being capable made him slow to realise a lot of things? Awww, Aurica cares so much about Lyner. She crafted blue magic in the real world because she wanted to protect him so much🥺 He's honestly really reckless though, he really could have died with the Hymn Crystal Purger, he's lucky Jack saved him. Honestly though, the more I play this, the more I feel like Lyner's type is Aurica and I'm so sadddd😭 I mean, I like Aurica too because she's so cute, but Misha😭😭

Lmao at how much it would cost Krusche to fix Lyner's airship, back to trying to climbing the tower back to Platina instead~ Well, I didn't expect Claire to really sing a song, her voice was beautiful! I'm glad she's out of Tenba and doing what she wants now, I feel sorry for any Reyvateil stuck in Tenba. Honestly, considering how self-sacrificing Misha was before for Aurica, I would have expected Lyner to care a little more of the possibility that Misha might be hurt or dead from one of the Hexagonal plates falling off and landing in Tenba where Bourd and them were having a meeting. I'm starting to think he really doesn't deserve Misha lolll. Anyway, the virus/Reyvateil Mir sounds familiar, was she one the girls in the next game? A Reyvateil utopia sounds about right if she was also once oppressed by people like Tenba. I honestly can't remember much about Ayatane but I do feel like I remember he disliked Lyner for being the one that protected Shurelia when he feels that he's so much more capable which is understandable considering he seems to be obsessed with her too. Well, the President of Tenba looks very...wow haha. Ooh I remember Misha looking super great as her real age, but she's great the way she is. Anyway, considering that Tenba experiments on Reyvateil, I hope Radolf talks about this with the church, but I guess I'm not sure if the church even has the power to destroy them even if they were so inhumane. Well, dang, Demon Aurica looks like a spider devil or something lol. I'm not surprised there's a part of Aurica that hates Claire though, it's understandable because she feels so inadequate compared to her. It's interesting to read the other bits in the cosmosphere that aren't as important, because omg, Aurica actually really liked this Knight guy before and she got rejected so terribly, that's sad.. I love Aurica's images of Radolf and Krusche, they're so silly🤣 Misha as a student body president is cute lol, and Shurelia(?) is there too?? Lol. Anyway, I like the cat on top of a vacuum, it's so cute. Lmao, okay wasting 900DP to find out that Aurica is a cat fanatic is hilarious, the idea of her rolling around with cats when no one is looking is so funny😂

I'm so glad climbing the Tower led to saving Misha, her breaking down and crying was so heartbreaking, she's really suffered😭 On the other hand, lmao at these residents up here cooking chicken, I just stole all their food✌️Lol at the trial though, it's literally just to test your strength! I'm sure Jack and them could do it too. Anyway, I never realised the Tower was called the Tower of Ar Tonelico, and oh wow, it's pretty cool that in between the Lower World and the Upper World is the Frozen Eye that separates the two so they're actually not physically attached. Oh wow, so Misha being the Star Singer meant she was the one singing her Chronicle Key song to keep all the viruses out, but because her song was stolen and she can't sing it anymore, the viruses are now attacking Platina. How sad though? She has to sing for eternity to keep world peace but what about her? Ooh, Jack left the Teru Tribe because they were too fixated on rules even when they were on the brink of destruction huh? I guess it's understandable why he would be annoyed, he's seeing so many people close to him die and he can't even use the technology that could possibly save them because of some covenant with Elemia. On the other hand, nice to know that Krusche wants to go to the Upper World because her ex-boyfriend Luke went there and never came back. Tbh, the Luke part sounds familiar but I don't remember anything else about this story. And I see, Jack is close to Misha because he used to protect her until he left.. She must have been so lonely after that. Anyway, I don't know why it didn't click to me that people are named after musical instruments here, like Flute and Harmonica lol, not sure what Tastiella is lol.

Time to do Misha's cosmosphere before going up! Adult Misha is beautiful~ lmao at the chunk of ice being an ice fairy😂 LOL at Aurica in the Don Leon costume😂😂😂 I'm kinda glad we did Misha's cosmosphere now though, because I would be so confused why her world is like this if I didn't know she has the responsibility to sing for eternity to keep the world peaceful. Especially now that she can wander around to find her song, I'm sure she's even more reluctant to go back to singing all by herself to save people she doesn't even know, and she's been doing this her whole life. I'm dying at the "flower" you can water with the China dress Misha that turns into a freaking tree hahahahah. I'm not sure about an abundance of love being able to grow a little flower into a gigantic tree😂 But I guess it exactly shows how little exposure Misha has of the real world, since even the stuff in her cosmosphere is really a lot of stuff she read in books. Honestly, I got mad at Lyner when he shouted at Misha to like do her job as the song fairy to save this Krusche, Misha was right that he doesn't understand her feelings at all. She's been stuck in one place for so long and has finally been given medicine that could turn her into a human, of course she would hesitate. I don't really blame Lyner though, since he doesn't really know about her life and her past at all. Shinobi Misha is so hot, I love the costume! It's so heartwrenching to hear how understanding Misha is to say she's willing on giving up on this chance (that she doesn't know if she'll ever get again) so that she can save Krusche because she understands that as long as she's alive, there's still a chance for her to find another way to be free, but if Krusche dies, she'll never have a second chance for her life. HAHAHA, I was thinking if those things in Misha's hair were drums, and thanks to Hama's confirmation, yes they are! But just like Hama's bells, they're just decorations, so don't beat those drums she says lmaooo. 

Lolll at Shurelia being Misha's mum telling her to grow up. So, the reason Misha hates growing up is because when she was young, she was still "free" and got to be in Platina playing with Lyner and stuff, but once she grew up, she was forced to sing and sing, so now she hates the idea of being "grown up" and having to live with this responsibility for the rest of her life, since at least if she's a kid, she can rebel and be a bit more selfish... I always find it hilarious how every Shurelia character in the cosmospheres have to ask Lyner out 😂😂 I guess it's because Shurelia is connected to all the Reyvateils? So even if Shurelia herself doesn't realise it, she really does like Lyner enough that it leaks into all her "characters"? It's terrible to think about how strict Lyner's dad was on Misha when she was in Platina if it's still haunting her here. Aww for Aurica's cosmosphere, Don Leon was a gift from Claire to Aurica before she left the village, she told Aurica to treat it as if it was her so that she wouldn't be lonely. It's cute how Don Leon really stayed so important to her that it's even her Mind Guardian now.

I'm glad Misha put Lyner in his place and told him it's too late to say he doesn't want to involve everyone, but I guess it's understandable since they could die or never be able to come back to the Lower World, but even still, Misha is right, they should be the ones to make that decision and not him. Anyway, in terms of the story, I feel like Lyner would choose Aurica to download the Hymn Crystal into to fight the viruses but I'm biased towards Misha so~ The viruses invading Misha's cosmosphere must have been pretty scary tbh like omggg, that's terrifying, especially since she got sealed in a crystal and everything was a wasteland. It was nice that after choosing Misha for this, it seems like Lyner has finally shown concern and worry over Misha lolll. Well, Platina is saved and now there's potential for more interaction between the Upper and Lower Worlds so I guess that will be nice. And that's the end of Phase 1!

Overall, I've been really enjoying my time with Ar Tonelico again. Tbh, now that I'm playing it again, it really does run like a visual novel with RPG elements hahaha. The battle system gets pretty repetitive and boring though, I'm glad it's not hard, but it can get tiring when there's a lot of random battles, I had to escape a few times because I was just so bored of it lmao. Otherwise, I definitely like Aurica much more than when I was a kid lol! She's actually really adorable and kind, lacking confidence at times, but with Lyner, I think she's definitely found a lot more confidence in herself and her abilities, and we should really be thankful to Lyner for that hahah. I love her weird naming sense and how she's so obstinate about silly things. As for Misha, I still really love her too. I like how she's so honest and true to herself, and I think I like her dynamic with Krusche and them more than Aurica is with them, but I really like how vocal Misha is about stuff like telling Lyner what she thinks and stuff like that. Shurelia is as cool as I used to think she was haha. I think I'll go with Aurica's route first though, just because I've never played it😆

[fuckedurbias]

superhero!baejin pt.2

PART 1

it had been almost two months since the robot ordeal

that villain was successfully defeated, captured and locked up in prison

but there had been a couple more seperate incidences since then

by different, lesser known villains

they were nowhere near as drastic and destructive as the whole robot thing

but still pretty scary and threatening

and at both of those newer situations

he was there

this, spider boy

you’d been researching him ever since that day

and paying a lot more attention to jinyoung

and putting the pieces together, slowly but surely

whenever something bad happened

and there was attack of some sort, even minor

jinyoung would suddenly disappear when nobody was looking and distracted

seriously how did nobody else notice?

or more importantly

how did jinyoung think nobody would notice

well, they didn’t so he was right

but you noticed,,,, so somebody did

anyways

during this time as well

you and jinyoung were becoming closer

and, much to your dismay

you caught feelings

as if you didn’t have them already and were just in denial

you caught them hard

and it was very hard to hide it

part of you wanted to avoid him and never see him again

the other part wanted to be around him any chance you got

but obviously you couldn’t do either of those things

so nothing really changed in the relationship

except you two becoming closer

texting each other a lot

and hanging out more

but they weren’t dates!!! at least you both told yourselves that

but,,, never said to each other it wasn’t

‘haha wow fun date today jinyoung!!’

“haha yes i agree!! haha a date how insane would that be if it was one?!”

the banter flirting,,,

it turned into more,,, real flirting

and just intensified

everyone else in the group was just so confused

a very large part of you felt like

BUT YES ANYWAYS SUPERHERO STUFF

you knew it was jinyoung

how couldn’t it be

if it wasn’t you’d be genuinely gobsmacked

n e ways

this particular day, you and baejin were once again

hanging out at the largest shopping centre in your city

,,,with your friends of course,,

but it didn’t feel like they were there at all

you n jinyoung were in your own little world together uwu

you and jinyoung were sharing a frozen yoghurt

and talking about anime you were watching together

COME ON HOW DO YOU NOT THINK HE LIKES YOU WAKE UP!! U WEENIE!!

when all of a sudden

the glass roof above you smashes and starts to fall

and the most horrible, eardrum shattering high pitched noise runs through the entire centre

you cover your ears and scream, full of pain and terror

jinyoung acts quickly and gathers your group and pushes them all under the table while everyone’s trying to block out the noise

it stops shortly after it started but the glass is still falling

you’re all sitting under there

and you unintentionally look at jinyoung

with the most pleading look in your eyes

you had the worst feeling of dread in your stomach

you didn’t want him to go and fight whatever the fuck was causing this

you had a feeling this one would be really dangerous and scary

what if he got really badly hurt? what if he,,,, couldn’t do it?

you don’t even know when

but he had grabbed your hand at some point during you being inside your own head with worry

and was holding it tightly, squeezing it with reassurance

you didn’t know it yet but,,, he knew that you knew

but you just took this reassuring hand squeeze as him just trying to comfort you

with his free hand he softly pats your head, telling you ‘it’ll be okay’

when all the glass had fallen and it was safe,,, enough,,,, to at least try to get safety

jinyoung pulls you all out from under the table and chaos has ensued

people running in fear all around you

‘run!’ jinyoung yells at everyone

your legs won’t let you

you’re so worried about him

jinyoung, who hasn’t let go of your hand

has to start running with you for your legs to subconsciously start running

your chest is so tight

you were trying not to cry and lose it

you were so scared that you were going to be hurt

and even more worried that he could be hurt or,,, worse

at some point jinyoung let go of your hand and left you

you didn’t even realise because you were just so scared

you didn’t even know where you were running

not to an exit, not to somewhere safe

just, away

from whatever this was

you eventually ran into a store

specifically a doc martens

why that one? you didn’t know

there was a few people already hiding in there

you hid near the front window, so you could try and see out

you looked up at the roof, where the sky was very visible

and saw a villain floating in the sky that you recognised

he was fairly new and fairly young

but recently he’d been determined on causing chaos

he had a few very strong, very dangerous powers that you knew of

for someone his age, he was very chaotic and strong

he must’ve emitted a sound wave to smash all the glass

while watching, you start to see something horrible

these scary dog/bat/rat like creatures start running in from the now open roof

running on the walls and ceiling like bugs

separating onto each of the floors before running off to cause havoc

your breath hitches in your throat, quickly but quietly hiding under the sill of the window

you look back into the rest of the store, seeing the other people covering their mouths trying not to scream as they look on with nothing but horror in their eyes

you just sat there in silence, listening

you could hear the creatures roaring and growling in the distance, but none of them sounded close enough yet

suddenly, you heard noise coming from where the villain was

he was talking to someone

oh no

the feeling of dread in your stomach came back and you wanted to vomit everywhere from how strong it was

you tried to listen and see up to where he was

but it was hard without possibly exposing your face to the creatures outside if they were to pass by

you lifted your head, your forehead and eyes were exposed in the window but you didn’t care

you needed to see

you needed to see if he was okay

you couldn’t hear much but from what you could make out

it sounded like ‘i knew that my little plan here would bring you out’

that made you mad

what the heck was this asshole on about?

during your eavesdropping

you made one grave mistake

you blocked out your surroundings completely

and you didn’t notice a creature coming by

and spotting you

you only noticed

when it pounced on the window and roared in your face

scaring the living daylights out of you

before it figured out there was an entrance

you quickly crawled back, getting up

yelling at everyone else in the store to quickly go to back in the stock room and hide in there

when you faced back to the window the thing was gone

it was slowly crawling into the entrance

it seemed to want to back you into a corner

it was in the pouncing position, slowly crawling towards you

you had a plan

you walked back slowly, making it look like you were doing what it wanted

you walked closer to the shoe rack that was next to you

with your arms behind your back

you stopped right behind where the rack ended

and when the creature was close to you

right in the middle of the rack

you quickly grabbed it with both your hands

and forcibly pulled it down

making the entire rack come crashing down onto the creature before it could escape

after processing what you just did, which didn’t take long

you sprinted out of the store (after locking the stock room door so the people inside were safe)

the other creatures quickly saw you and started chasing you

there was no point in running to an entrance, they’d continue following you

and you’d just bring them out onto the streets

so you made an impulse and rather silly decision

that you should try and fight

so you quickly turned the corner

into one of the restaurant sections of the centre

you ran up to the seafood restaurant

and yanked off the spear of the fisherman statue outside

you quickly turned it around and pointed it at the creatures that were slowly beginning to circle you

you tried to look threatening but you doubted that you did

holy shit, you were really about to die

at least you were going to try and last a little bit longer

it’s not even the fact that you can’t fight,,, at least not with a spear??

just that you were really outnumbered

and didn’t have any superpowers to defend yourself

suddenly someone jumps down in front of you

it was him

spider boy-wait no,,, jinyoung

he quickly wrapped his arms around your waist as he shot a web up onto the roof

as the creature right in the middle pounces

you quickly swing and whack it hard right on its temple, sending it flying

and very much unconscious

the other creatures quickly start to try and jump up and bite you both as jinyoung swings away

he swings you both of the now open rooftop

which was definitely a bad idea

because the villain immediately started chasing you both

shooting laser rays at you both out his hands

you screamed a little, tightening your grip around jinyoung’s shoulders

burying your face into his shoulder, squeezing your eyes shut

bracing yourself for what felt like the inevitable

jinyoung was being very speedy and agile however

going in between buildings, turning corners really sharply on his webs

once it seemed like he lost the villain,,, for now

he landed on a balcony

as soon he placed you down he started stroking your hair, checking over your face

‘why did you come save me? how did you even know i was in danger?’

‘i’m a super, duh. i always know when someone’s in danger’

you grab his hand and snatch it away from your hair

‘no, i’m not stupid. you shouldn’t have come to save me and jeopardised your own safety and the success of defeating that asshole, you’ve put yourself in danger because of me and now if you get hurt or even worse,,, die! because of me i will never forgive myself.’

‘baby, i’m a super. this is my job, i got this’

god even with his mask and you struggling to hear his muffled voice, him calling you that for the first time made you want to cry, especially in this dire of a situation.

‘i don’t care, jinyoung. i am not worth the risk’

he reaches his hands up and grabs his mask

oh fuck

you realise what you just said and,,, oh fuck

and he slides it off

oh shit,,, he looks so beautiful with his hair all messy like that oh god your heart is going to burst

he just gives you a cheeky smirk

‘i knew it. i knew you knew’

‘well it was pretty obvious, you didn’t even try to hide it’

‘ yeah i did a pretty bad job but hey, nobody but you seems to know so,,,’

he grabs both of your hands and pulls you closer

‘also,, you were literally about to die as if i’d just let that happen’

‘hey i think i’d last at least 6 seconds of fighting those things before i’d die’

he just chuckles in response as his gaze falls to your lips

your smile

he slowly leans in

and you close your eyes as you instinctively lean it too

but you hear a loud wooshing noise

and you open your eyes to see

the villain floating right behind jinyoung

you scream and try to push jinyoung out the way

but at the last second, jinyoung turns around and jumps in front of you

he gets hit right in the stomach with the laser

you scream and try to catch him in your arms as he collapses

the villain just smile as he watches on

turning around and flying away when he feels happy with what he’s seen

what he’s done

you can’t even yell anything at him

no noise will come out of your throat

jinyoung open his eyes a little

he weakly grabs your hand

and places it on his chest

‘press,,,,, press the button’

you’re confused,,, what button??

then you realise

the spider in the middle of his chest is the button

you press down frantically and it lights up and blinks rapidly

in what seems to be morse code

you press down a few more times

even more frantically

you don’t even know what it does but you’re desperate

jinyoung pulls your hand away and just holds it weakly

rubbing his thumb over the back of your palm

‘it’s okay baby,,, it’ll be okay’

you give him those pleading eyes again, tears brimming

you can tell he’s so desperately trying to stay conscious and it hurts

it hurts so bad seeing him in pain and trying so hard to keep you from crying and worrying

suddenly

you hear someone landing behind you on the balcony

you turn around frantically to see

another super that you know very well

and another one floating beside them

it’s the two popular supers from last time

the one behind you smiles at you as they step over you to get to jinyoung

the other one picks you bridal style

you squeal out of shock

but you didn’t feel scared

they must’ve been here to help

that must’ve been what jinyoung’s button was for

sending them a message to come help

the other super picks up jinyoung the same

and they start to fly you somewhere

really fast

the villain seems to notice somehow

and starts to chase them too

they speed up even more

and take you through a tunnel

and they aim for a sewer hole entrance

you scream

how the heck are you gonna fit through there?!

you brace for impact

though it never happens

you open your eyes again and suddenly you’re in the sewer

they’re flying through, the villain still trying to catch up

and you go down further and further into the sewer

and suddenly you’re at what appears to be a base

the supers quickly place you and jinyoung down on the floor

‘we will be back shortly’

they quickly go back up and stop the villain from entering

chasing him away

when you can’t hear them anymore you sit up and look down to jinyoung

he seems better already

you grab him by the chest part of his suit

and pull him up to you

and kiss him quickly and harshly

‘please, don’t ever scare me like this again’

he smiles, kissing you again, really softly and delicately

‘only if you promise to stop putting yourself in danger’

you scrunch up your face, before kissing him again

it was a deal

[mrsrcbinscn]

Franny’s 30 Day Cover Challenge

Playlist

Franny’s 30 Day Cover Song Challenge: (categories are mostly from here, and here, with some from here, and a couple I made) in September 2020 one of her musician friends challenged her to do the thing and she was like “It seems like a fun way to show everyone what kind of music has influenced me as a musician, singer, songwriter, and just like, person. So I’m going to do it.”

In reality, she recorded most of them in 1-2 days to distract her from how sad she is because Wilbur hates her and he’s sad lmao

It helped a little.

(If you want me to drop the playlist she mentions in #24 let me know, I have it started I can finish it)

TW: mentions of Franny’s political beliefs so tw: politics, an allusion to suicide though the word isn’t directly used, mention of 9/11 and the subsequent invasions...nothing graphic with any of these triggers but worth a forewarning

Day 01 - A song that makes you happy

Honey Spiders by The Parlotones

“The Parlotones are this fantastic indie rock band out of South Africa. And I actually thought about doing their song, uh, Stars Fall Down for day sixteen, but I’m going with Honey Spiders for day 1. There were lots of Parlotones songs, I mean. Push Me to The Floor, We Call This Dancing, Should We Fight Back...but ah, Honey Spiders always puts me in a good mood.”

Day 02 - A song that helps you clear your head

Light of a Clear Blue Morning by Dolly Parton

“I grew up on Dolly, and it’s funny because for the longest time this song wasn’t really on my radar as much as it is now. But when I was twenty-two I was going through something really difficult, and my then-fiance now husband was abroad for work, so I was alone in our apartment and just. Really, profoundly sad and lonely. So I put on a Dolly Parton record and just laid on the bed and Light Of A Clear Blue Morning played and I had a good long cry and felt so much better after that. When I need to think about how to solve a difficult problem, or I feel overwhelmed, I just listen to that song.”

Day 03 - Song you love from a band/artist you hate

Should’ve Been A Cowboy by Toby Keith

“Honestly, he’s called me a nasty lady to my face and I’ve called him a facist enabling pig to his, so I have no qualms openly saying I hate Toby Keith. That being said, Should’ve Been A Cowboy is one of the best country songs of the 90s, undeniably. I loved that song when it came out when I was thirteen, and I still love it.”

Day 04 - A song about drugs or alcohol

Whiskey Lullaby by Brad Paisley and Alison Krauss

“This is probably cheating, because my lovely best friend Daniel and I cover this a lot at Dara & Danny shows. But today look who I have! My friend Max from Seoul Hanoi’d! Max the Korean Scot who can’t hide his accent to save his life, so let’s see how it sounds in a Scottish accent.”

Day 05 - A protest song

Talking Vietnam Blues by Phil Ochs /// and Here’s to The State of Mississippi by Phil Ochs

“This one was hard because I. Fucking. Love. Protest music. I could have done a whole 30 days of protest music - wow, let me know if I should do that and give my husband a heart attack with all the twitter threats I’ll invite. Huh. Right, so I was going to do Your Flag Decal Won’t Get You Into Heaven by John Prine. But I decided to do two Phil Ochs songs because I don’t think Phil Ochs is talked about enough. It’s a shame we lost him so young. Ochs’ sardonic humor and honesty in his writing has influenced me as a songwriter deeply. When I write political songs, I don’t hold back, and it’s because of Phil Ochs’ writing that I have that courage. I’ve been singing Love Me, I’m A Liberal since I was in college with constantly updating lyrics. It was so hard to even choose which songs of his to do because for his fairly short career his songbook is lengthy and full of gems. I’m Going to Say It Now, Draft Dodger Rag, Spanish Civil War Song, I Ain’t Marching Anymore...I couldn’t pick one so I’m cheating and recording two.”

Day 06 - A song you wish you wrote

When I Think About Cheatin’ by Gretchen Wilson

“I will forever be pissed off that I didn’t write this song. I’m absolute trash for my husband, so it’s never -- I’ve never had to be in a situation to ever consider -- but this song gets me every time. It feels like I could have written it. Because we do spend a lot of time apart travelling for our work. And the sentiment expressed in the song is a little too real.”

Day 07 - A song in a language you don’t speak

Khattar by Khine Htoo

“This will either be a charming attempt to sing in Burmese or I’m about to offend a lot of people. Which, being a politically outspoken woman on the internet, I’m used to anyway. So. 1, 2, 3, okay here goes.”

Day 08 - A song by an artist no longer living

Phop Samnang by Sinn Sisamouth (inspiration)

“Haha, you thought I’d see the name of this category and not do a Sinn Sisamouth song? You were wrong.”

Day 09 - A song you want to dance to at your wedding

Devoted To You by The Everly Brothers

“I’m already married, so this was actually our first dance song at our wedding. Day three of our wedding, like the more Westernized wedding ceremony day. We had a three day long traditional Cambodian wedding and I felt like a princess. An-y-way!”

Day 10 - A song that makes you cry

Borrowed Rooms and Old Wood Floor by Emily Scott Robinson

“Unfortunately, Emily Scott Robinson and I aren’t related. Sad, I know, because she’s so talented. Almost her entire album Traveling Mercies is...sad as hell. The record reminded me of early Dolly Parton, and my second solo album. You know, all those sad-ass songs. The Dress is honestly the song that makes me the saddest but I can’t even listen to it without crying so.”

Day 11 - A song that you love hearing live

Prove My Love  by Violent Femmes

“There is nobody I have seen in concert more than Dolly Parton, but Violent Femmes and George Strait come incredibly close. The Cranberries, the amount of times I saw them in the 90s and early 2000s...close fourth. Probably. The very first concert I dragged my husband to was a Violent Femmes concert, he was not prepared for how hard college me went.”

Day 12 - A song from before 1960 

There Ain’t No Sweet Man That’s Worth The Salt of My Tears by Libby Holman

“This song is from 1928. I came across it when I was in grad school and it’s, as the kids say, a bop.”

Day 13 - A song you think everybody should listen to

White Man’s World by Jason Isbell

“I think perspectives of people of color should of course take precedence in these conversations. But I find this song to be a good faith attempt of a white man coming to terms with the institutional racism and sexism in the world around him. And I think this song can be a useful tool to explain certain concepts of racial justice to ignorant but well-meaning folks. As a woman of color I think Jason Isbell did a great job not centering himself even though it was from his perspective. This song is great musically and necessary socially.”

Day 14 - A song from the 1970s

You’re No Good by Linda Ronstadt

“Linda Ronstadt is grossly underrated, that’s all I have to say here.”

 Day 15 - A song people wouldn’t expect you to like

Racists by Anti-flag

“I mean, I’ve talked about how much I like punk in the past, and I remember a video of Seoul Hanoi’d doing Spanish Bombs at a San Antonio show made the rounds, but I don’t think I’ve talked about how much I like Anti-flag. People don’t expect me to like punk for some reason. But I agree with...everything punk music is all about.”

Day 16 - A song that holds a lot of meaning to you

Blue by LeAnn Rimes

“It’s silly, but I won a county fair singing competition with this song in high school and it really fueled my passion for music, that win. It’s also the first song Cornelius heard me go full Georgia on, with the yodels and all, at the little bar in my hometown on his first trip meeting my parents. The song doesn’t cut to my very soul ot anythin’, but it’s special to me.”

Day 17 - A song attached to a memory

Supernova by Liz Phair

“I remember buying Liz Phair’s Whip-smart album when I was eleven. And in college, when I was getting ready for dates with Cornelius in my dorm room, I would dance around to a CD I burned and wrote on it with a sharpie, ‘Pre-date Movie Scene Music.’ God, what was even on there? I’m about to expose myself as the most basic 1999-2001 bitch. I remember Head Over Feet, I mean, Alanis Morisette? I was a young woman in 2000, obviously I loved her. Mm, Dreams by The Cranberries...oh, Kiss Me, Sixpence None The Richer...yeah, anyway, Supernova was on there.”

Day 18 - A song from the year you were born

Call Me by Blondie

“...I can’t believe Call Me is as old as I am.”

Day 19 - A song that reminds you of someone you miss

Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing (yes, of course she does a cover with banjo)

“This was my late best friend Molly’s favorite hymn. And I sang it at her funeral at her husband’s request. Molly and I grew up together in the small town of Payne Lake, Georgia and Molly was the most devout Christian...but she was also the first person I came out to as bisexual when I was a teenager, and she said that Jesus taught her that love was the greatest commandment and that meant I was automatically twice as good at it as her. Her faith guided her every action but she never talked down on her two best friends - Dan(iel Maitland) and I for not sharing it. Molly was doing the whole emulate Jesus thing beautifully. I miss her every day and it’s been seven years. If you ever think that people won’t miss you...you’re wrong. All right, let’s see if I can get through this without crying.”

Day 20 - A song by an artist you discovered this year

Hello, Anxiety by Phum Viphurit

“I just discovered this quirky Thai-Kiwi singer and not to be dramatic, but he’s my favorite thing in the world right now.”

Day 21 - A song with a city or country in the title

Oh! Phnom Penh (track 20)

“This song was written after the fall of the Khmer Rouge, and after people began to make their way to what was left of their homes, alone, or with what was left of their families. If you want to learn more about what that was like to actually live it, my cousin Reena Boran has a video interviewing her parents and paternal grandfather and uncle about it. Reena is a journalism student currently studying in London but she lives in Cambodia. Her mother is my aunt Malisruot, my mother’s youngest sister. The video is English subtitled on her channel, I’ll link it in the description box below.”

Day 22 - A song from the 1960s

To Sir, With Love by Lulu

“I didn’t actually discover this song until I heard it covered at a 10,000 Maniacs concert in the 90s. My friend Allison was standing next to me and I just started crying and she’s like ‘are you okay?’ and all I just blubbered out ‘My dad!’ For the uninitiated, my dad married my mom, who’d raised me alone until then, when I was six and he adopted me when I was eight. My dad didn’t have to adopt me, he didn’t have to call me his daughter, he could have just been like half of my friends’ stepdads and give me a place to live and nothing else. But my dad was my biggest supporter from day one. He convinced my mom to let me join the dance team and show choir instead of science club, he was the one that talked my mom down from probably killing me when they found out I was only studying music and not music and political science at NYU. I am who I am today because he is my dad. And this song just says everything I’ve always thought about him.”

Day 23 - A song from your childhood

Una Lacrima Sul Viso by Bobby Solo

“But Franny, aren’t you a Cambodian raised in the US? Yes, but you were fooled. My very white father is also an immigrant. He is from Switzerland and while he didn’t teach me to speak Italian and German growing up, he played German, Italian, and French records all the time. My parents often spoke to each other in French and I picked up some French but properly studied it starting in high school, and I didn’t study Italian until college -- and my German is still …. [points to a spot on the screen where she later inserted a card linking to a video on her cousin Köbi Framagucci’s YouTube channel titled ‘Can My American Cousin Speak German?’ where he tests her Standard and Swiss German speaking and comprehension]. But hell if I couldn’t sing every one of the songs from my father’s French, German, and Italian record before I knew what the words even meant.”

Day 24 - A song that gives you chill vibes

Glorify by Ivan & Alyosha

“Dan(iel Maitland) and I actually have an entire playlist on my Spotify accounts of songs to listen to to get us out of writers’ block. And one that I often will put on repeat and just absorb through my headphones with my eyes closed is a song called Glorify by Ivan & Alyosha. I think it touches on a lot of the themes I include in my songwriting. Christian mythology, the darker side of humanity, it often reminds me of what I love about songwriting. If you say please I might drop a link to that playlist.”

Day 25 - A song that’s your signature song

Long Gone Lonesome Blues by Hank Williams“Right, so I chose this instead of a Kitty Wells song or I Get A Kick Out of You (her being

featured on a 2005

recording propelled her career majorly) because if you’re familiar with me you might have seen a video that went around in like….2017? 2016? of Dan(iel Maitland) and I doin’ the song at our hometown bar in 2014. I posted it in response to some tweets because hoes mad when a WOC calls out racism and sexism in the Nashville music industry. ‘Bet she don’t even know Hank’, really? You think I wouldn’t know the history of one of the two music industries I work in? Please. Anyway, she knows Hank and nails the incredibly technical yodel -- the

most difficult

one in Hank’s songbook - in Long Gone Lonesome Blues. Mm...Lovesick Blues though, that also strikes fear into my heart. Anyway stay mad I guess?”

Day 26 - A song by your favorite band

Gun Shy by 10,000 Maniacs

“10,000 Maniacs was one of my favorite bands when I was in like 5th grade through 10th. I listened to them for a little while after Natalie Merchant left for a solo career, but the Natalie Merchant era was really what resonated with me the most. Gun Shy was a bit too advanced for my little 5th, 7th grade ears to really appreciate when I first discovered the album In My Tribe. Merchant’s voice -- because like, I don’t have a very conventional voice either, so her and Dolores O’Riordan really changed my entire perspective on what a woman’s voice can sound like in rock music. Um, yeah, so her voice more than the lyrics just wowed me. And as I got closer to graduating high school and especially in college I actually understood what What’s The Matter Here, Hey Jack Kerouac, and Gun Shy were talking about. Gun Shy...really became a significant song to me because...being born in 1980 I grew up in a relatively peaceful time. The Cold War was all but thawed by my tenth birthday. But I was getting ready to leave my then-boyfriend-now-husband’s apartment for class at NYU on the morning of 9/11. We stood in line for hours to donate blood. And then my government invaded two completely unrelated countries and jingoism and terrifying, fervent nationalism, and xenophobia just smacked me in the face. And friends of mine from high school were convicted to drop out of college and join the Army, and died, for an unjust, imperialist war, and suddenly Phil Ochs, John Prine, and Bob Dylan lyrics hit a lot different, and I understood what Gun Shy was really about.”

Day 27 - A song you hate by an artist you love

Mrs.Robinson by Simon & Garfunkel 

“Paul Simon is one of my favorite songwriters ever, um, and I actually used to like Mrs. Robinson….until I got married and everyone sang it at me. It’s kind of my fault, I did choose to take my husband’s last name. And I leaned into it by making my social media handles all Mrs. Robinson...but still. Only play the song around me if you want to die.”

Day 28 - A song that a younger you would have loved

Mean by Taylor Swift

“I’m so genuinely glad that I am older than Taylor Swift. Middle school Franny did not need Taylor Swift to enable me and fuel my ego. Some of her singles, while not really 35 and 40 year old Franny’s cup of tea, young me would have played until my mother hid the record or cassette from me. Although - fuck if Tim McGraw didn’t immediately give my happily married ass flashbacks to my first love and make me bawl like a baby? Right, so when Speak Now came out and I listened to it, Mean, while not a song that adult me has listened to maybe more like ten times, I immediately thought ‘wow, I needed this song when I was in middle and high school.’ I could literally picture 7th grade me with my little guitar and my little cowboy boots my dad bought for me singing this at the talent show making eye contact with the kids who bullied me as if it was some kind of own when it’s not. I could still, almost thirty years later, name them if I really wanted. So, for 7th grade me, Mean by Taylor Swift.”

Day  29- A song that reminds you of your partner/spouse

ផាត់ជាយបណ្តូលចិត្ / Phat Cheay Bon'dol Chet by Sinn Sisamuth (translation) (female singer covering it) (modern, studio recording of a male and female singer dueting it) (a cool violin cover) (another female singer) (cool guitar cover)

Feat. some members of Seoul Hanoi’d. Andy Chaiyaporn (violin), Max Cho (piano), Jodie Batbayar (cello), Aisulu Niyazova-Li (percussion) and Franny has her guitar

“The song, lyrically, only reminds me of my husband a little bit. But Phat Cheay Bondol Chet has several memories with my husband attached to it. The first time he heard me sing in Khmer was at my mother’s house in Atlanta when I had him visit the first time to meet my parents. My mom had a little dinner party at our house to show him off, like Asian moms do when they think their daughter snags a good one, and I was hand washing the dishes while my mom and the other Cambodian parents were listening to Sinn Sisamuth records. I’ve always loved the song I’ll be showing y’all today, like I’ve always just stopped what I was doing and -- so it came on and I just started singing along without really being aware of it. And then at a different diaspora get together that summer, that song came on and I just kinda. Pulled him aside to the side yard of that person’s house to look at the stars with him and translated the song. It’s one of the Khmer songs he instantly recognizes now, so it’s special.”

Franny did NOT say in the video that college her 100% had him sit in the grass with her outside that person’s house, where nobody could see, so she could makeout with him 

 Day 30- A song by one of your favorite songwriters

Reincarnation by Roger Miller

Feat. Seoul Hanoi’d, done more in the style of the Cake cover 

Also instead of singing the lyric “you’re a girl, I’m a boy” she goes “you’re a girl, so am I” because she doesn’t ever change pronouns, she just makes it gay because she is a bi-con

“Roger Miller, to me, is as important as Dolly Parton, Paul Simon, Bob Dylan, in the American songbook. He’s not as talked about which is a shame because his discography is iconic. Getting to be a part of King of The Road was one of the highlights of my career.”

[chillin-at-partys-bar]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme

fill out & repost ♥  This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

My muse is: canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless

Is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO (Though he’s only in a few panels, I think he ends up being many people’s first fave?)

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom? YES / NO 

Is your character considered strong in the fandom? YES / NO

Are they underrated? YES / NO (I think he’s very nicely rated, but also parts of him need more attention)

Were they relevant for the main story? YES / NO

Were they relevant for the main character? YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world? YES / NO

How’s their reputation? GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL 

How strictly do you follow canon?

I try to follow what is known at the moment. I’ve done math to figure out when people would be joining his crew, and I try to stick as close to canon as I can. However, we don’t know a lot about him or his crew honestly, so I end up supplementing a lot of my own things. I do have an intense, crippling fear of being wrong so I try to only make safe headcanon guesses even though I know most people won’t care. Also, I'm not a huge fan of no women seen so far on his ship so I just... adjust some things and stick my OCs there. I have a feeling I know part of why there aren’t any women, and I don’t like it even if it fits in with sailor and pirate lore, so I’m just gonna fix that bit. Shanks is so decent otherwise. 

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.

Shanks has a lot of different parts to him. He’s great because he can get along with most everyone for an evening of drinking. He doesn’t care who you are, and he’s really hard to upset but he can definitely troll other characters very well. He’s kind and will rescue your character from certain death if need be, but he’s also strong and will challenge them if they threaten those he loves. He can be a really fun character to ship with as he loves very hard and people mean a lot to him. So if someone writes with him he is guaranteed to have strong thoughts on yours and will be more than likely to call them a friend by the end of the day. He’s also very attractive and good with kids, so that’s nice. He’s very much a pirate too, so if you want a pirate for your story but you don’t want the kind that will strike you down, he’s a great option. He’s forgiving too so you can screw him over and he’ll find a way to forgive you. Maybe. Depends on the kind of screw up. He’s also got a long range in terms of moments to play in his life, some really dramatic canon moments and some headcanoned ones. So it’s very possible to write with kid, teen, young adult, and adult Shanks. 

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?

It can be a bit difficult to create conflict with Shanks. Although it lets him pull off some great crack moments and have some great fun chaos, it also means that even powerful antagonists are hesitant to challenge him or fight him. Or even bring harm to him as canonically it means starting a fight with the Red Hair Pirates - which it’s also canon that not many are eager to do. This means a lot of the threads end up being talking or verbal threats as the opponent may make threats or Shanks will threaten but he doesn’t feel action is warranted unless action is done against him or a friend (if that makes sense). And even then circumstances mean a lot. I’d love to be able to play more physical rps and put him in more harrowing positions, but it’s difficult with how powerful he is and his reputation. 

What inspired you to rp your muse?

I actually really, really like pirates. I have some books on pirates and I’m really drawn to stories about pirates. A long, long, long time ago I had just read a cheesy romance novel called To Catch a Pirate and I really wanted another book where the pirates weren’t necessarily the bad guys. I was volunteering my summers at the library at the time and they had the first volume of One Piece. I set my sights on Shanks and never looked back. He’s just everything I crave in a pirate story. The dashing rogue with a heart of gold, you know. So I was sold. 

What keeps your inspiration going?

I think just the character and the new interactions that we get to come up with. Also, he’s a really unique character to rp culture as well. He’s insanely powerful, which is something that is more frowned upon with creating OCs for better or worse. Also, because he really won’t abuse this power except for like, something silly, I get to really play with him. I feel I also get to help people play with versions of their characters they haven’t been able to play before. Characters who are used to strong-arming and violence to get their way suddenly can’t do that, because Shanks is too powerful. So they have to come up with another way to express themselves and seeing these muns work with their characters to figure that out is really fun. 

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you do your character justice? YES / NO

Do you frequently write headcanons? YES / NO

Do you sometimes write drabbles? YES / NO

Do you think a lot about your muse during the day? YES / NO

Are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO

Are you confident in your writing? YES / NO

Are you a sensitive person? YES / NO

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?

I’m going to be honest. I really need to steel myself for criticism. I’m a perfectionist to the point where it’s really, really bad sometimes and I have walked away from a character because one person said they didn’t like how I played them. I try to go back to that character but I just can’t really. RP is fun for me, and I want this world to be a place where I can feel free to do what I want. So I prefer no feedback here. 

In before someone says “but criticism is how you grow” - okay. I get that. I really do. I’m a graduate student so I’ve had feedback from teachers. I have a few writing groups where I get feedback on my creative work. I get feedback on things that are meant for a larger audience and I get the feedback often. It hurts a bit but I am getting tougher. A few weeks ago, my group ripped apart (in the nicest way possible) a comedy sketch I was proud of. It took a bit to get over but now it’s better than before. 

So here I might not open things up for critique. I don’t really want to hear it (I accept positivity because I’m a jackass like that). If you don’t like how I write Shanks, that’s fine. Please don’t tell me and leave me be and let me do this my way. If you want to critique something of mine, let me know and I’ll give you a short story, some character notes for a book, one of my sketches, my sitcom pilot script, or my full-length movie treatment, hell I have a 2500-3500 word reflection essay for my grad program due next week so read that. Those- feedback, yes please. I need them to be stellar. This? No. Shanks is my toy and I’m here for fun not to worry and stress and get anxious about posting.

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?

I accept questions! I also accept questions asking about my decisions. Those I don’t view as criticism and working through my thought process can be helpful. Some answers might not be as complete as others but I definitely do accept them!

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?

Not really. I don’t even want to know they disagree unless it’s a huge problem. I had a disagreement over a headcanon once get super out of control and the person got angry with me so... I really don’t want to know. Unless it’s something significant I guess? But I can’t think of anything that would be of that magnitude. I just want to have a good time. Please just let me have fun my way and if you really hate it, just write Shanks yourself and let me be. 

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?

I don’t want to know. This is the theme here. Just don’t tell me. I don’t see the point in telling me you don’t like how I write. I am very sensitive sometimes and I’m working hard through therapy and my own work to not be so sensitive, but I’m just not prepared for that sort of feedback here. In my writing groups, yes - definitely prepared for disagreement and push back on decisions. Here? No. Please no. If you hate my version of the character that much, please just block me. Or just vanish into the abyss. Don’t tell me. I will try to avoid being sad about it but I will not be successful. I know it’s not great and I really don’t want people to try and tell me to get over things like this because I know I need to and I’m working on it but gyah. Now I’m upsetting myself, haha. i cry easily guys. 

Some people: i don’t care if the truth hurts. I’d choose the truth over a lie any day. 

Me: no just fucking lie to me if you have to tell me something. let me be ignorant here.

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?

I’m sure some people hate Shanks. And that’s different from hating my portrayal. He’s not my character, so whatever you want to do go ahead and hate. I don’t like a bunch of other characters in the world. Just remember whenever shitting on a character, and this is something I learned while interning at Marvel this last year: every character is someone’s favorite. So in Marvel that meant you had to treat every character with respect. Even if it’s like, Electro in Spider-Man - he’s someone’s favorite character so treat him with respect. That doesn’t mean let him get his way, just don’t treat him like junk or a filler. 

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?

See above with “trouble making mistakes.” Also, but why?

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?

Wow, this whole thing makes me look difficult - doesn’t it? I’m really just here for fun and to enjoy myself and have a good time writing. I do think I’m pretty laid back about things, I don’t have triggers and I’m really forgiving about mistakes. If someone needs to talk to me about something technical that’s fine and I love hearing ideas. I just also want to keep this as a place for fun, you know? I want to make sure I’m not afraid to come on here and write some things, so I just try to make it a space for me to be comfortable. 

That’s about it, congrats for filling out!

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[maitlands-protection-squad]

please post more fluffy and blushy and giggly maitland headcanons-you’re doing the lord’s work

Hi there anon friend!!! I’m here to PROVIDE!

Lord’s work???!? I really just love the Maitlands. I’m not anyone special like that please don’t give me that level of pressure I’ll cry ; w;

I know Halloween passed already but I still wanted to include a few spooky headcanons for what I think happens post-movie (as always with some Musical inspiration mixed in)

the Maitlands are only visible to people inside the house

though they tend to hide in the attic whenever guests are over, they make themselves known to everyone nonetheless because Lydia loves seeing her parents and the guests’ expressions and they like feeling a lil spoopy now and then

rumors go around that Lydia aka the weird goth chick brought back the spirits of the Maitlands in an attempt to replace her dad and step-mom with them. the kids around town hear Lydia talking about them sometimes with her actual parents and they always freak when she does

literally the whole town is concerned as to how Lydia the weird goth girl knows about the recently deceased couple that once owned their current home but are too afraid to ask

when Halloween rolls around, Lydia asks the Maitlands to put on their ghost sheets to give out candy to the kids. ofc since none of the kids enter the house, all they see are two sheets mysteriously floating around the house and everyone freaks out. some concerned parents ask for Charles and Delia but bc Lydia doesn’t want her dad learning about what’s going on she tries so hard to convince everyone it’s just props. DONT WORRY EVERYONE ITS JUST REALLY ELABORATE MOVIE MAGIC AT WORK HAHA

Adam is a soft, lovable baby that used to live with two dogs of polar opposite sizes and loved them both equally. one was a massive dog practically the same size as him on its hind legs and the other was a smol nervous chihuahua

he also made friends with a lot of the neighborhood squirrels & birds

Adam is basically the Disney princess of Winter Rivers

Barbara is enthralled when she sees him magically produce peanuts from thin air to give to a squirrel that hopped on his shoulder

the Maitland house is a no-kill zone for animals

the Deetzes learn this very quickly after Delia finds a few rodents in the basement and the resident ghosts refuse to allow them to be killed

Adam teaches Lydia some of his tricks on how to speak to the animals and despite being told it’s to help be rid of the rats, Charles does not approve

the Deetz family knows how deeply protective the Maitlands become once they get attached to a living creature so Lydia and Charles rush to get any and all critters out while Delia distracts them before chaos ensues

Lydia gets all the leftover love and affection and loves it but she doesn’t always say she does because then Barbara will provide EXCESS LOVE and Adam and Delia will join and too much love makes things EMOTIONAL but sometimes it’s GOOD TO CRY LYDIA JUST ACCEPT IT ITS HEALTHY

Adam. Maitland. Loves. His. Wife. and if you are not nice to his W I F E you will not be spoken to ever again what do you think he’s gonna do??? do you even know Adam Maitland???? that’s a man who can’t even frighten a fly. do you think he’d hurt you? are you okay? do the Maitlands need to come hug you too???

BY THE WAY, in my spare time which I definitely have a lot of I MAY HAVE come up with a Maitlands child because I am VERY WEAK for these two and I JUST CAN OKAY

the child is named Charlie

can be any pronouns. I personally choose she/they but I like leaving it open to interpretation

Charlie lovessssssss exploring and going on adventures

it’s very hard to contain Charlie once they learn how to crawl/walk because they are so full of energyyy

their favorite thing to do is ask their dad to pick them up because he never says no and they like feeling tall (yes this is a That 70′s show reference)

when teaching Charlie their ABCs, Barbara came up with the idea of “A is for Adam, B is for Barbara, and C is for Charlie Maitland!”

from then on the Maitlands are referred to as the ABC family, the ABCs, ABC Maitlands, the Alphabets, etc.

Charlie is the hide and seek champion of the house to the point where her parents are concerned as to how she’s hiding so well. they still don’t know her secret to this day

when Charlie meets the Deetz family, Lydia immediately becomes Cool Goth Big Sister

Delia is second mom/silly god mom with all the cool rocks and sparkly clothes

Charlie is convinced Delia is a fairy and Delia loves it because that makes her Charlie’s Fairy God Mother

“D is for Deetz! ABC and the Deetz!” -Charlie at some point after she just met them all

Charlie attempts periodic bonding sessions with Charles whenever they’re in the same room

because they have similar names, Charlie refers to him as Grumpy Me or Grumpy Charlie

Charles secretly adores them and at this point just pretends to be grumpy because it makes Charlie laugh. he knows when to crack funny jokes versus when to actually be serious with them

when Lydia babysits Charlie, they always go out for walks through Winter Rivers together

Lydia always takes pics of things Charlie finds and they keep a scrapbook/photo album of all the Polaroids and neat things they decide to keep

Charlie is very imaginative and comes up with dozens of wild ideas as to where all the stuff comes from

one day they find a birds nest with a momma and her babies in it and Charlie asks Lydia where babies come from

Lydia panics and says that’s a question for their parents to answer

Adam and Barbara freak out when Charlie comes to them with that question and Adam’s scooping them up into his arms and saying “no no not until your older okay??? that’s not something you need to learn about yet!!” meanwhile Barbara’s holding back screams as Lydia explains why the topic came up

whenever Charlie gets in trouble or knows she’s gonna get into trouble, she hides in an easy to find location like under her bed and her parents always console her and tell her it’s okay to make mistakes because you’re only human and making mistakes helps you grow, especially when you admit to them

they’re always proud to hear the teachers’ compliments on how honest Charlie is, even if sometimes it’s a bit blunt

Charlie’s favorite movies are Road to El Dorado, Inside Out, and the Toy Story series

though like their parents, Charlie loves animals, they are scared of spiders because they swear one bit them

in reality some kids were throwing pebbles at a spider web and one of them scratched her leg but she cannot be unconvinced of THE TRUTH

I think that’s all I have for now??? I MOSTLY COULDN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT A MAITLANDS KID OKAY I WANT TO GIVE THE GHOST PARENTS A HAPPY ENDING WITH THEIR CHILD PLEASE I CRY THEY DESERVE SO MUCH

ahem thank you anon friend for allowing me to pour all these ideas out to you :) hope you like them!!!

[mystictickles]

A dumb ass tickle fight on a rainy day (MDZS || Wei WuXian & Jiang Cheng)

Wow…. Finally…. A fic!!! For REAL!!!

No but seriously, MDZS owns my whole hecking heart atm. I’ve had so many ideas for fics for a while, not writing them would just be a shame. I’ve caught up with the novel, and I can really use some MDZS tickles. I’ve been picturing Wei WuXian and Jiang Cheng having a tickle fight to the death so many times, I just absolutely had to write it. So here we are, I hope you enjoy! ♡

(Also sorry for the lame title lmao, I couldn't think of anything and this is pretty much what it is heheh)

To avoid any confusion, this happened in the past, after they returned from the Cloud Recesses!

Word count: 1522

"Jiang Cheeengg..."

Today was an unlucky day for Wei WuXian. Unlike the past few days, when the weather was warm and sunny, ever since this morning it had been raining non stop.

Wei WuXian had planned to go hunt for pheasants today, as well as picking (stealing) lotus seed pods. However, seeing how hard the rain was pouring down, he and Jiang Cheng were stuck inside.

Of course, Wei WuXian was bored out of his mind. With nothing to do, he kept pestering Jiang Cheng by repeatedly calling his name and poking his arm to get his attention.

“Jiaaang Cheeenggg...”

Jiang Cheng had been trying to read a book in silence, ignoring Wei WuXian’s cries for attention. However, considering this had been going on for quite a while already, he finally couldn’t take it any longer. As a vein popped in his forehead, he shouted, “One more word and you can say goodbye to both of your legs!”

Wei WuXian pouted. “How cruel… Jiang Cheng, you’re always so mean!”

Jiang Cheng, “You..!”

Before Jiang Cheng could kick him, Wei WuXian dodged his leg. “Jiang Cheng, you’d better be careful! What if you break something?”

He was actually only half joking. Considering Jiang Cheng’s temper, he really could break something if he wasn’t careful.

Jiang Cheng scoffed. “Would you look at that. Who’s the one always going around causing trouble wherever he goes? That’s right, you! And you have the balls to tell me to to be careful? Don’t make me laugh!”

Wei WuXian crossed his arms and gave him a ‘what-are-you-talking-about’ look. “Who’s causing trouble? If you’re talking about what happened with Lan Zhan, I apologized to him! Besides, it wasn’t even entirely my fault either. Out of all the times we fought, Lan Zhan was the one who started them,” he argued.

“You’re unbelievable. Here, let me do you a favor by killing you right here and now so you won’t have to embarrass yourself even more,” said Jiang Cheng as he was about to pick up a vase, ready to smash it against Wei WuXian’s head.

Wei WuXian, “Jiang Cheng… Think about it. You’re telling me that killing me here and now would prevent me from embarrassing myself more, but wouldn’t me dying so easily and randomly here in the hands of my own shidi be the most embarrassing thing?”

Jiang Cheng clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles turned white. To him, it sounded as if Wei WuXian was saying that he was weak and that it would be embarrassing to die in his hands for that reason. Needless to say, that wasn’t Wei WuXian’s point at all.

However, Jiang Cheng had already been angered too much to hold himself back and swung his fist at Wei WuXian’s face. “You jerk, wanna fight?!”

Wei WuXian grinned widely. “Guess what? I’ve been waiting for it!"

Blocking Jiang Cheng’s fist with one hand, he used the other to aim a punch at his stomach. Jiang Cheng jumped away, but Wei WuXian’s hand still brushed against his stomach. A loud giggle came out of Jiang Cheng’s mouth.

His face turning beet red, he covered his mouth with his hand immediately and covered his stomach with the other.

Wei WuXian froze due to the sudden unexpected reaction. He carefully looked at his hand that brushed him and soon came to a realization. No way, could it be..?

When Wei WuXian and Jiang Cheng were younger, the two would start tickle fights with one another all the time. Though as they grew up, they replaced having tickle fights with fist fights.

He knew that Jiang Cheng was extremely ticklish back then, but to think that he still would be! Quickly enough, Wei WuXian forgot about punching him and got other ideas instead.

As he slowly walked over to Jiang Cheng with an amused expression, he spoke, “did I just hear that right? Jiang Cheng, you couldn’t possibly be ticklish, are you?”

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng froze.

Wei WuXian, “Oh my… So it’s true! Jiang Cheng, this is dangerous! What if this happens during a real fight? People will think that you’re making fun of them!

Jiang Cheng backed way everytime Wei WuXian got closer, until his back was pressed against the wall. Knowing his shixiong, this would not end well.

He yelled, “Fuck off!! What in the world gave you such a ridiculous idea?! I was simply just laughing at how stupid you really are, don’t make shit up!”

Wei WuXian, “I’m making shit up? Fine, let’s find out who’s the real liar here.”

Before Jiang Cheng could protest, Wei WuXian had already pounced on him and started wiggling his fingers all over his sensitive stomach.

Immediately, the room was filled with Jiang Cheng’s screams and laughter. “Wei WuXiahaahan!!! I’ll fuhuhucking kihill you!!! NO! STOHOP!! HAHA- FUCK!”

An endless stream of swear words left Jiang Cheng’s mouth as Wei WuXian was tickling him.

He never really intended to make this a full on tickle war. He just wanted to see for himself just how ticklish he was still. In the end, he also just wanted to prove his point. He decided to show him mercy and stopped tickling after about a minute.

….Bad idea, though.

“Wei...Wu...Xian!!” Jiang Cheng’s face was extremely red from laughing so much, as well as the extreme feeling of embarrassment.

He pushed Wei WuXian on the ground and glared down at him, breathing heavily. “Fine,” he spoke, “if this is the way you want to fight, that’s completely fine with me. But don’t think I’ll go easy on you, even when you start crying and begging like how you always used to.”

Oh no. He had this insane look in his eyes, the look that told Wei WuXian that it’s really over for him. Now it was his turn to watch as Jiang Cheng slowly came closer, until he finally attacked.

Within seconds, Wei WuXian was already screaming. Jiang Cheng gave him absolutely no chance to struggle or fight back. He sat on top of him while attacking Wei WuXian’s entire upper body with merciless tickles.

“WAAHAIT!!” Wei WuXian yelled out. He expected anything but this. He was more than ready to be kicked in the face, but he never expected Jiang Cheng to actually tickle him!

While it may have looked a little bit silly, Wei WuXian was actually having a hard time here. Jiang Cheng wouldn’t just have a playful tickle fight with anyone, especially not now. Jiang Cheng was serious. He wanted to win this stupid ass fight, and from the looks of it, he would.

“JIANG CHENG!! I’M DYIHIHING PLEASE JIANG CHEHEHENG!!!” Wei WuXian’s limbs were flying everywhere and Jiang Cheng had to dodge a few kicks. Not like it was hard, though. Wei WuXian was too busy laughing to focus on kicking him properly.

“Good. Die,” is all Jiang Cheng said.

Jiang Cheng went from squeezing his sides to spidering his fingers against his ribs. Sometimes he’d reach behind him to squeeze at the back of his knees, and after just a few minutes, Wei WuXian was crying.

Jiang Cheng never liked to hold back during tickle fights, but this time it was like he was more cruel than ever..! Was it because he’s older and stronger now? Whatever it was, Wei WuXian felt like he was standing right in front of hell’s door.

As tears were rolling down his cheeks, Wei WuXian begged, “Plehehease Jiang Cheeng!! I prohomise I won’t bother you anymore!! I will do anythihihing!!”

Jiang Cheng, “Oh? Anything?” He raised an eyebrow.

Wei WuXian, “Yehehes anything!!!”

Jiang Cheng thought for a second, before remembering that he said he wouldn’t show him mercy even if he cried and begged. Thus, he decided not to fall for it.

Jiang Cheng, “Yeah right. Just shut up and suffer.”

It’s not like he needed anything anyways. All he wanted for now was for Wei WuXian to know that if he fucked up, he’d pay for it.

After about 5 more minutes of continuous torture, Jiang Cheng finally stopped moving his fingers and rested his hands on Wei WuXian’s sides.

Wei WuXian was a mess. His bright red cheeks were wet with tears, his eyes were all red, his hair was everywhere, and all he could do was wheeze underneath Jiang Cheng.

Admiring his work, Jiang Cheng stood up and looked down at his shixiong. “This should be enough to teach you. Next time, think before you do stupid things. Unless you actually wish to suffer, then of course keep going and wait for your death.”

Wei WuXian was unable to even speak, so without saying anything else, Jiang Cheng left the room.

Wei WuXian flipped over on his stomach, but didn’t have the energy to get up.

He also had just realized that it had stopped raining. Just great… Well, he could always go pheasant hunting another time. For now, he’d just take a nap.

But he swore, that even if it’d be the last thing he does, he would get Jiang Cheng back for this. Just wait. Just fucking wait.

[theres-no-paradise]

Sorry not Sorry

Chapter 4

Summary: A random number wakes you up early on a Saturday morning. But it doesn't stop there. The stranger keeps on sending messages, and you have no idea what is happening, when you start to develop feelings for the unknown person.

Pairings: Tom Holland  x Reader [submit your name: How it works]

Y/N your Name

Y/F  your friends name

Word Count:  1490

Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 5

Warnings: There will be swearing for sure, lots of sarcasm

A/N: A smol little chapter for you guys. I couldnt help but sit down and write because right here is one of my favourite texts ever lol I hope you enjoy, even though chapter's not as long as the others. (i'll try to make them much longer in the future, I promise)

Sunday. The only day you could stay in bed from morning until evening without giving a shit for anything. Most Sundays you just stayed in, enjoying some Me - Time and doing stuff you liked. Today, you hung out in bed until early afternoon, reading stuff and drinking tea. You were just going through a nice fanfiction about your favourite celebrity, as your mobile phone buzzed. You reached out for it from your nightstand and read the message that showed up on the screen.

Not Tom Hardy :(: I was wondering… When’s your birthday?

Tom’s questions were getting more personal day by day but you started to care less with each one you received. But you wouldn’t stop to be sassy towards him just yet. You enjoyed this little exchange of words and you felt as if he did too.

You: not happening

Not Tom Hardy :(: aw c’mon

You: no.

Not Tom Hardy :(: I’ll tell you mine

You: have fun

Not Tom Hardy :(: Mine is on June 1st!

You: Good for you. Happy Birthday.

Not Tom Hardy :(: Man, you’re a nut

You: never cracking

Checking the actual date, you choked. The first of June was just around the corner and you thought for a second, if he was actually joking. Was it really his birthday soon? Would you message him and send him some wishes? For a second you imagined bumping into him while strolling through Oxford street. Even though you had no idea who he was or how he looked like, you felt in your little daydream that you’d recognize him, if you’d ever meet him by accident. You just had it. That feeling.

It was already late when you got home from work. It was a busy and stressful new start of the week and you were so glad you could just get home, drop onto your sofa and relax a little before heading to bed. There was a pan on the cooker and you were waiting for your rice dish to finally start boiling as you were having a little hunger crisis. Problem was, that you didn’t get to have lots to eat at lunch because customers were storming in and there was no time to eat at all. You didn’t even manage to get a Snack after work, because suddenly the trains were on time as well so you thought to just get in and drive home instead of missing the train, spend money and then maybe having to wait longer to get home. Now you were waiting for the timer to go off, so you could get up and get your dinner ready.

Not Tom Hardy :(: We’ve been texting over a week now :)

Was it really a week? Has the time, since the stranger messaged you for the first time, gone by so fast? It felt like you’ve been texting with him for much longer than a week. But he was right, it’s been a little over seven days.

You: YOU’ve been texting. I only answered.

Not Tom Hardy :(: But you like it ;)

You: no.

Not Tom Hardy :(: Oh c’mon. You’d miss my texts

He was probably right. You liked the attention you got everyday since nobody else, except for your best friend, messaged you. Of course there were other people texting with you occasionally but nobody ever gave you a feeling that they were constantly thinking about you. Except for him. Tom. The stranger.

You: Tell me Why are you like this?

Not Tom Hardy :(: Because I’m amazing!

You: no. Spiderman’s amazing. You’re annoying

Not Tom Hardy :(: Maybe I am Spiderman

You laughed out loud. You could totally imagine this guy, wearing a Spiderman Cosplay and pretend he’s the real one. Maybe he did Cosplay and had a blue and red spandex? I should ask him that too sometime, you thought as you got up from your sofa. You heard a ringing sound, meaning your rice should be finally finished.

You: Keep dreaming, mate. Just because your name’s Tom doesn’t make you a Holland.

Not Tom Hardy :(: You like that guy?

You: He’s okay. Good actor but my spiderman heart beats for Tobey though.

You really meant it. When you first heard who the new Spiderman was going to be, you kind of lost your shit a little about the information. You’ve seen Tom Holland in The Impossible before and you loved that film a lot and have seen it probably a little too often (You just loved emotional cry films, you couldn't help it) but when you saw his face all over the internet as the announcement for the new Spiderman came in, the only thing that crossed your mind was: Not that baby!

You would've loved to see some other Actor as the new Peter Parker but that wasn't going to happen so you had to accept the choice. After you've seen Civil War, you kind of enjoyed the new Spiderman though. It was refreshing and definitely different from the earlier Versions but your original would always be Tobey. (Keep believing that, Love.)

Not Tom Hardy :(: Well, you really need to watch the new Spider Man though. I think it’s great and the actor nails it too.

You: How do you know. It’s not out yet Also, fanboy much?

Not Tom Hardy :(: No no no! I’ve seen Civil war and thought the new Spiderman was awesome. So I assume homecoming is going to rock. Trailer’s great.

You: lol fanboy #TeamIronMan though

Not Tom Hardy :(: That’s my girl haha

You: I knew if I were someones lol

Not Tom Hardy :(: ohhhhh so you’re not dating anyone?

You: none of your business

Not Tom Hardy :(: And I thought we were friends

You: You think too much, Tom.

The last messages threw you out. Like, you absolutely did not expect Tom to say such a thing as ‘my girl’. There was suddenly a weird feeling in your stomach and you scolded yourself for even letting that get to you. This guy is still a total stranger. Just because he was giving me so much attention during the past week, doesn’t mean that he likes me. And I shouldn’t like him.

You were glad, that he decided to not write anything more that night, as the one sentence confused you to no end. Once you were in bed later, you couldn’t stop thinking about it and it drove you mad. You really needed to talk to Y/F soon. Maybe she could talk some sanity into you and stop that silly crush, that was slowly developing inside of you.

Not Tom Hardy :(: What’s up Y/N? What are you up to?

You grabbed your phone immediately from its place on the desk right after it buzzed. You sighed heavily, as you saw Tom’s message appear on the bright screen. It was no sigh of frustration nor stress though, but more of relief. You haven’t heard from Tom for a couple of days since the day he said the thing and it was making you feel weird. You felt kind of attached to his messages and he was right, you’d miss his little notifications and questions and you were sure, it was already too late of going back. Even though you texted every day only once for a few minutes, it was enough to make you feel important to him.

You: Oh, you’re alive…

Not Tom Hardy :(: Yeah, sorry. I’ve been pretty busy the past few days. Lots of appointments not really time to check my phone

You: And I thought you choked on air

Not Tom Hardy :(: Aw thats not nice though

You: Am I supposed to be sorry?

Not Tom Hardy :(: IF you were an actual human, I guess you’d be

You: Makes sense, but I guess I’m not

Not Tom Hardy :(: lol thats what Ive been thinking

You: You should stop with that. I told you, you think too much.

Not Tom Hardy :(: Now I’m offended haha

You: Does that mean you step texting?

Not Tom Hardy :(: Nope. Still having too much fun

Something was different today, and you realized that after exchanging a couple of messages with Tom. You suddenly felt bad for your comments and wished that you could take them away but to be honest, you were a little mad that it took him so long to message you again, too. You got used to his attention so much, that you became emotional about it and that was your personal no - go. Or at least that’s what it has been for the last couple of years. You were no fan of being attached to people, and it annoyed you when you saw your friends in relationships. Not that you didn’t want them to be happy, but this whole ‘being addicted to a person’ - thing stressed you out and now you were on your way to become one of those. And that because of a fucking stranger, which wasn’t even Tom Hardy.

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@hollandorks  @beardedsteveslut @ilivefortomholland @casualprincess77 @agirlwithpointlessideas @isabellamozarella03 @MENDES-HOLLAND @thiswildfire @wastedheartnat ( I hope I didn’t forget to add anyone o:)

[gymleadercheren]

As for going in depth with Orland’s family........ his family is totally enormous so it’ll be long lol

Orland is an orphan, first off, although he doesn’t know it. He highly suspects it, but doesn’t know for sure and honestly never found himself caring very much about figuring out the identities of his parents (which is odd, considering his self-obsession).

He likes to think that he was misplaced royalty of some sort despite the fact that there is no halfling royalty or nobility of any kind. He assumes his parents were very high-up, rich, and as endlessly charming and beloved and talented as he is. What he doesn’t know, or rather what he’s repressed, is that he is the illegitimate son of a particularly despicable dirty halfling theif and a penniless prostitute who died in childbirth with him. Far from the grand pedigree he’s imagined for himself. His mother, Rosalina, had beautiful golden hair he inherited from her, very rare among halflings, which made her popular. When she died shortly after having him, he somehow wound up with his father, Ryell O’Dell, who lived most of his life underground, performing shady deals in the Underdark with incredibly dangerous associates.

Orland lived the first nine years of his life never seeing sunlight, his father only dragging him along to the surface under cover of night. Orland was not popular at all in the underground, a very unwelcome drop of sunshine amidst the dark and gloom. He wasn’t cheerful, but he was endlessly talkative and curious, and he asked all sorts of questions that unfortunately either went unanswered or punished somehow. Ryell wasn’t a gentle father, or a kind one, or particularly caring at all. But he was all Orland had, so he followed him everywhere and was often used as an accessory to his crimes (often as a distraction because adorable little halfling kids are very good distractions).

When Orland was 9, Ryell double-crossed his dark elf associates for the last time and he got what was coming to him, killed by their giant pet spiders right in front of his son. Terrified, Orland ran off, somehow managing to hide from his pursuers due to his tiny size. He eventually climbed his way to the surface, where he saw the sun for the first time, and flowers and trees and blooming roses and a super cute little girl named Cornflower who demanded to know why he was so dirty and weird and crying in a fetal position in the middle of a field. Upon finding these sources of real happiness for the first time in his life, he ends up repressing and completely forgetting his past in the underground, and he begins anew (although he later feels compelled to name his lute ‘Rosalina’ for some reason. It just feels right.)

YEARS LATER when he finally marries cornflower and they settle down and have their own enormous family that he is beyond enthusiastic over because he’s never had a family before and now he made one all on his own, he has an... interesting relationship with everyone.

He and Cornflower are super duper in love of course, but where Orland is incredibly blatant about it, Cornflower is much much much subtler. Even so, everyone KNOWS she’s just as crazy about him as he is about her by the simple virtue of her having not strangled him yet. And the twelve kids, pfffffffft.

Their first son, Orland Percival O’Dell the Second (who vastly prefers going by Percy), is much more like his mother in nature. Very stoic, very solid, and keenly intelligent. He’s about 17 years old and desperately wants to be a famous mage. He is annoyed that magic seems to come so naturally to his father, while he has had to study it all his life to summon any. He works incredibly hard and always has his nose in a tome or history book of some sort. He is the most responsible child, but all his younger siblings see him as incredibly stuffy. Percy adores his mother and does all he can to help her (which she appreciates) but he is somewhat estranged from his father. He thinks Orland is irresponsible and silly and is often at odds with him (which frustrates him because Orland often doesn’t even realize when he’s arguin with him). Through our campaign, he got separated from his family and ended up being offered some very dark magic, his ambition leading him to seek it. It was very powerful, but it took its toll on him and eventually when Orland found him, the deadly magic had already crawled its way up his arm and was threatening to take over his entire body. Orland stopped his party members from chopping his son’s arm off with an axe to save him, and instead made a deal with a fairy queen to stop the magic from spreading, giving up a lot of his own magic to do so. Because of this sacrifice, Percy is on much better terms with Orland but things are still awkward between them. His arm is entirely black and he’s got a few black marks spreading up his shoulder and neck. It’s very goth. He loves rabbits, and he has 6 of them that he adores and takes care of all the time. They’re named after a bunch of famous mages.

Their oldest daughter is named Pepper, and where Percy favors his mother looks-wise, she looks very much like Orland, only female and with very long hair. She is about 16 years old and wants nothing more than to be an adventurer like her Dad, but both her parents insist on her being too young to travel, which she hates. She feels like she’s trapped in their house, where she’s unable to get any privacy or do anything for herself. She trains in secret, trying to become a rogue like her mother (who doesn’t know that Pepper knows about her abilities, haha). She sneaks off a lot at night, but she hasn’t been caught yet. She loves her parents and siblings, but she feels smothered. Nonetheless, she will beat up anybody who says a single word against any of them. Even stuffy Percy, who she makes fun of the most. She is sarcastic like her mother, has her father’s endless passion, but has not inherited her mother’s good sense or her father’s blithe nature.

Penny is their next daughter and she is sweetness and light and sunshine personified. She is about 14 years old. She is full of boundless energy and is always bouncing around in perpetual excitement. Nothing ever gets her down, and she is always cheerful. She has a huge amount of bushy brown hair that is filled with tons of flowers she inexpertly weaves in herself. She often leaves a trail of flowers in her wake as they fall out of her hair as she zooms around. She can be innocently insensitive, but she never realizes it. She sings often, but while she is louder than her father, her voice is not nearly as good. Which is a bad combination.

Potter is their next son and he wears a poncho pulled up over his mouth at all times. He is about 13 years old. He is the child that looks the most like Orland, but you can hardly tell since he hides his face. He can speak, but he almost never ever does, and when he does, it’s typically only a few words, very to-the-point, and very soft. He is an inventor, and he’s always fiddling around with things in his room, creating odd contraptions. His siblings joke that he is part-gnome somehow, which both Orland and cornflower resent, haha. It is very hard to tell what he is thinking a lot of the time because he rarely changes expression.

Pippa is their next daughter, and she is an enormous daddy’s girl. She is about 12 years old. She truly adores her father, but she is also admittedly manipulative of him. She knows that the more love she piles on him and the more she compliments him and praises him, he more gifts Orland will bring her from his travels. She is a little prissy, and always wears nice dresses and likes her hair curled and tied up a very specific way and hates getting dirty. But she is very cute and knows how to work it, haha. She is also a little bossy, and can be a little bit of a brat, but she loves her family fiercely and would do anything for them.

Peter is the next son, 10 years old. He is the only one that needs glasses (and they are enormous on him, as halflings typically don’t need glasses and they were the smallest they could find, haha). He is a big crybaby and a huge coward, and often trails along free his older siblings, often needing one of them to hold his hand. Orland has to reassure him that monsters aren’t real almost every night, but he often gets carried away with descriptions and ends up scaring Peter anyway, whoops. He is very gentle and has an appreciation for beautiful things, much like his father, but he gets teased because of his sensitivity.

Preston is the next son, 8 years old. He doesn’t look like Orland, since his long, bushy dark hair covers his eyes at all times, but of all the kids, he has almost the exact same personality as his father (Cornflower supposed with this many kids it was inevitable at some point). Preston is very charming and has a way with words. Unfortunately, he uses this gift to steal food from people or talk his way into getting other things he wants. He can’t trick Cornflower anymore, but he works his magic on the other halflings in town, certainly. He’s goofy and loud and enthusiastic, but he can be smooth when he needs to be, haha.

Pansy is the next daughter, 6 years old. She is sweet and kind, but very very spacey. She often says odd things hat nobody quite understands, and she is often found daydreaming and drifting off in the middle of a conversation. She loves nature, and often wanders off on her own, getting lost more often than not and panicking her family. She likes bugs, and tries to collect them, but Cornflower always makes her put them back outside.

Perry is the next son, 5 years old. He is the wild child, energetic and ready to fight. He’s like a little whirlwind and runs around everywhere outside, getting dirty and hitting things with sticks. He often climbs Orland and pulls at his hair, much to his father’s dismay. He always manages to find a way out into the yard, even when Cornflower tries to put him on lockdown. He wants to be a big strong fighter someday, but Cornflower has been trying to persuade him to channel his energy in a different way. It hasn’t worked yet.

Poppy is the next daughter, 3 years old. Like Potter, she rarely talks and is very quiet. She likes to observe. She has large eyes that rarely blink, and she takes everything in, staring and observing and thinking. She’s very smart, but she almost never shares her thoughts. People find her creepy sometimes, including her siblings, but they all love her and take her with them anyway because even though she’s odd, she’s very interesting. She can’t sleep unless Orland sings her a lullaby he wrote especially for her. This makes it hard for Cornflower when he’s off of one of his adventures.

Patrick and Piper are a pair of newborn twins. They are very cute, but as they are babies, they haven’t shown distinct personalities yet. If you touch them, Cornflower will bite your fingers off.

[eversweet-imagines]

Mine - a Peter Parker/ Spiderman imagine

Woah two Tom Holland imagines in one day! Ya girl got a new obsession.

“Hey Pete! It’s Y/N…but you already knew that because your phone probably said you had a voicemail from me… and like 20 texts…because thats how phones work… haha… Anyways I was just calling to see if you were still coming for our movie night tonight. You kinda bolted from school today and yesterday… aaaand the day before that so I haven’t really had the chance to make sure you were still on. Yeah, um call me or text me.” Y/N paced around the floor of her room, her had running through her hair as she stared at her phone after pressing the end call button. 

Y/N and Peter had been best friends since diapers. And Ned of course, but Y/N and Peter were inseparable. She plopped her self down on the edge of her bed, a heavy sigh escaping her lips and she glanced around her room, her eyes landing on a set of Photo Booth pictures of her and Peter each one more silly than the one before. She grinned as she picked them up, holing them gently in her fingers as though they would shatter under her touch. Things had been so different lately, her parents were constantly fighting and slamming doors and leaving and Peter had been seemingly avoiding her like the plague when she had needed him most. 

She pressed Ned’s name on her phone, hopping Peter was with him and that maybe he had just forgotten his phone or something. But to no avail, Ned was ignoring her also. She tossed her phone across the room with a groan. “I guess friend night is just for you and me now.” Y/N said to her dog who was curled up at the bottom of her bed before pressing play, turning the volume up to drown out the sounds of her parents screaming.

“Ned you can’t tell anyone.” Peter stared at his friend who already was beginning to lose his shit. Peters phone began to ring yet again in his pocket, he let it continue to ring while and New continued to talk. Ned phone began to ring only a moment later, the ringer specifically picked out for when Y/N called echoing In the room.

“Does Y/N know?” Ned asked and Peters eyes widened. He shook his head quickly. “No she doesnt. And she never will. After everything she has been through lately she can’t know that people try to kill me everyday. I’m pretty sure t would give her a heart attack."Peter couldn’t bare the thought of hurting Y/N. She was his person, at least that’s what he liked to call her, if anything happened to her it would kill him. He already felt bad enough ignoring her and leaving her hanging so often but he couldn’t risk it. 

 Y/N leaned her head inside her locker, sniffling away the tears she had been crying all night and morning. Her dad had completely abandoned her and her mom. Packed everything and left them screaming nonsense. Her mom couldn’t handle it and left Y/N to go drink and didn’t return home. She had tried to reach out to Peter and of course was sent directly to voicemail. Y/N reached her hands up, forcefully rubbing them over her tear stained face. With a deep breath she slammed her locker shut. Peter and Ned stood on the other side of the door both with cheesy grins plastered on their faces. The grins quickly fell as they saw how Y/N looked, no makeup which never happened, puffy red eyes, tear stained cheeks and stain covered baggy sweatshirt drowning her already small frame.

“Y/N.. you look..” Peter stared.

“Awful.” Ned finished. Y/N rolled her eyes shoving past the two, hitting them both with her shoulders. 

“Definitely the way to any girls heart. Tell her she looks awful.” MJ leaned against the wall near them staring as though she had been there the whole time. The two looked at her for a moment before quickly turning to go and catch up with Y/N.

“Y/N waits whats wrong?”  Peter ran quickly and grabbed her hand, pulling her into an empty classroom and shutting the door before Ned could come in. He had a feeling this was something just the two of them needed to talk about. Y/N stared ahead at the empty chairs, not turning to Peter who stood behind her. Tears threatened her eyes once more and she took in a shaky breath. “please… you can tell me anything… Its me." 

 Y/N let out a sad and sarcastic laugh. She could feel her anger building up inside of her the closer Peter got to her. She turned on her heel and looked him in the eye. "Anything? I can't tell you jack shit! You haven't been here for weeks Peter! You bolt the second the final bell rings and when I talk to you during school you are always staring at the clock or your phone." 

 "Y/N I can explain! It's the internship I- I have been waiting for a really big call and it takes up all my time!" Peter begged. But Y/N just shook her head an annoyed smile plastered on her lips honestly scaring Peter. “I thought you were happy about me having the internship!”

 "Would you just shut up about that stupid Internship!!" Y/N screamed, Peter stepping back slightly. " you aren't listening to a word I say! I can't tell you anything because you don't listen! If you actually cared you would have actually listened to me and been there for me when I needed you Pete! And I fucking needed you. If you even cared a little bit you would have been there. But you weren't, so clearly you don't. You have completely shut me out Peter. If you want to end it and not be my friend any more please just end it instead of dragging me along like this because I can't take it anymore." Y/N wasn't even trying to hold back her tears at this point.

“Y/N... Please...” He reached out to her, they were standing so close yet they had never felt so far apart. 

“No Peter. If you won't do it then I will. Don't talk to me ever again, its the least you can do.” She sniffled, wiping her tears away before walking out of the room, walking past Ned and MJ and walking straight out the school doors. Peter stood frozen in his spot, silent tears slipping down his cheek as he stared at the empty space where his best friend and the love of his life had been standing just moments before. He was at a loss of words, the only sound filling the room was that of his heart breaking. He was so worried about hurting Y/N because of being Spiderman that he didn't realize how much he himself had been hurting her. 

Peter sat on the rough of the apartment building across from Y/N’s home, he could see the window he had snuck into countless of times before to Y/N’s room, the flickering of a candle as the only light coming from the room. Her curtains blew slightly in from the light breeze that was blowing through her wide open window. He hadn't seen or heard from Y/N the rest of the day no matter how many times he called her and looked around the city for her. He ripped his mask from his face feeling suffocated suddenly. He let so stupid for being so blind to how she had been feeling. Its not like she didn't reach out to him, he was just so caught up in everything that he flat out ignored it. He could hear her mom yelling something at Y/N from where he was sat followed by a loud slam and her mom storming out of the townhouse with a large packed bag. This was his chance, slipping his mask back on he slung his web to attach to her roof, swinging down to land outside of her window.

“Fuck you too mom.” Y/N spoke with no emotion as she closed the door to her room, leaning against it and letting her body slide down it to be sitting on the floor in front of it.

“Now thats no way to talk to your mom.” Y/N’s gaze shut up as she stood quickly, Her eyes grew wide as she stared at The Spider-Man standing in the middle of her room. “Now I know what your thinking and no I'm not here to put you in jail or anything for using that language. I had heard from my pal Peter through the Stark Internship that his best friend Y/N was having a tough time and that he was a complete dumb ass. I figured I would come and try to patch things up. I hear you are a fairly big fan of me.” He stepped closer to her as she stood still, her mouth dropping open in disbelief. “Close your mouth sweetheart,  it would be a shame if a bug hereto fly in here.” He laughed slightly as he reached his finger up to gently lift her jaw and caress her cheek for a moment. 

“This can't be real life.” Y/N shook her head quickly, pacing slightly in front of him. “I must be dreaming. Or I finally died, jeez that was a bit morbid...” Peter chuckled in front of her and her attention was drawn back to Spider-Man again. A small smile on her lips.

“What?” He asked as she stared at him.

“Oh nothing, you just..  your giggle sounds a lot like Peter’s. I love his little laugh.” She smiled as she bit her lip, thinking of all the times she had heard him let out his stupid little giggle. 

“Sounds like you love a lot more than his laugh.” Spiderman pushed stepping close to her once more.

“What? I mean- oh hell this is all a dream anyways so I might as well just say it. Yeah I love everything about Peter. I love him more than anyone or anything in this world. Thats why it hurt so much. Because no matter how much I say I hate him or how much he hurt me,I will always love him. I know he was just so caught up in the amazing Internship he got. I mean its his future, And I know how much it means to him. I know I was just being selfish. I think I will always be in love with him.” Y/N sighed as she sat on the edge her bed, playing with her chipped paint on her finger nails.

“Well... I know how hard it was for you to tell me that secret. Can I let you in on my own big secret before I give you some advice on what you just said?” Peter was trying his hardest to not stumble over his words, he knew what he said didn't make the most sense but the love of his life just admitted she loved him too. Y/N glanced up at him her eyes shining with tears. 

“Go for it.” Peter took a deep breath as he reached his hand up, grabbing the top of his mask and pulling it off. Y/N’s eyes looked as if they were about to pop out of her face as she stood up and looked at Peter who had a small smirk on his lips. 

“I’ll always be in love with you too.” Peter said as he closed the distance between the two, pulling Y/N against him and connecting their lips in a passionate kiss. The two finally pulled away as Y/N continued to stare at him her brain unable to think of anything to say.

“This is why I have been so distant, I couldn't risk you getting hurt from knowing but I was so caught up in that that I didn't see how badly I was actually hurting you.” Peter admitted. Y/N reached up and punched him on the shoulder with all her strength. He jerked back slightly, his arm reaching up to nurse the light ache.

“Thats for being an asshole.” Y/N said sternly. She reached up again, Peter flinching and closing his eyes only to be pleasantly surprised when Y/N was kissing him once more.

“What was that one for?” 

“Thats for being my asshole.”

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Stiles The Pirate

@eternalsterek-broughttolife​ | AO3 - A back-up gift specifically requested by me, and seeing how everyone was able to get their gifts in, I’m going to gift it to myself haha (especially since this is the sweetest little fic).

by @poetry-protest-pornography

Stiles works at a water park, one day he finds a little girl with dark hair and intense eyes crying and has to help her find her family.

The familiar chlorine-sunscreen-warm pavement smell of Riverwood Water Park is a strange comfort as Stiles walks toward the staff locker room; nostalgia and fond memories always rushed through Stiles when he was at the park. The fact that this would–hopefully–be his last summer working there was both sad and exciting. 

It wouldn’t be easy saying goodbye to the place he’d visited so often with his mom and dad as a kid, the place where he had worked every summer since he was sixteen. Manning Pirate Cove, a scale model of a pirate ship designed for younger children, with slides where canons would be found and a swirling sprayer that moved with the ship’s wheel, had become his favorite summertime distraction. The enthusiasm and joy that little kids unabashedly threw into splashing each other and climbing and fun made Stiles feel joyous by proxy.

Closing his locker in the staff showers, he allowed himself to feel a little melancholy. Graduating and moving on to grad school that was no closer to his dad or his friends was hard. He’d always half planned on coming back to California, but he’d had to wave adios to that plan when a full scholarship offer came in for a program in Colorado.

It was going to be hard to have say goodbye to his coworkers, too. Some of them had been working with him since he started, and they’d grown up together, one summer at a time. They’d shared cookouts and after work meals, then after work drinks and dancing as they became old enough for it. End of season parties, bonfire hookups, summer flings. 

The thought of leaving Erica and Boyd especially filled him with disappointment; they’d been spending their summers together for the last five seasons, and they’d had more than a handful of those s’mores and summer heat-flavored nights. Now, they were the best of friends, speaking often even when Stiles was on the other side of the country and longing for summer and open-skied nights in his adequate but lonely student apartment.

That he would not miss. Even with the personal touches he’d managed to add, a half-sized kitchen, a shower with the water pressure of a jammed squirt gun, and barely enough room for a two-seater couch and a desk with a rolling chair never felt much like home.

Summers at Riverwood, though, that was definitely part of home for him. Permanent chlorine scent, shrieking kids, and all.

What wasn’t normal though, was a crying child. Yet, just inside the gate where he entered Pirate Cove, there was a young girl–around five if Stiles had to guess–rubbing the back of her hand over her eyes, fruitlessly trying to stop the tears spilling from her green and gold eyes. Her long dark hair was escaping from the tight braid she wore, and she clutched at her brightly striped towel like a lifeline.

Stiles pasted on his friendliest, most reassuring smile and stooped down so he was at her eye level. “Hi, sweetheart, my name is Stiles. Is there something that I can help you with? I work here, so if you’re lost, or if something happened that upset you, I can help.”

When she looked up at him, her lip was wobbling and she was taking big, shuddering breaths, but she was obviously trying to get herself to calm down; Stiles was impressed with her control.

“I was pl-playing in the wave pool, an’ then I thought I saw a bunny by the fe-fence, so I went t’ see it, but it was go-one!” she sobbed, getting more upset as she went on. “Then I got lost, and now I can’t find my-my-m-” she started crying again, too much now to finish her sentence, so Stiles put a cautious hand on her shoulder.

“Hey, that is something I can definitely fix,” he said, letting a little enthusiasm into his voice in the hopes that his confidence would reassure her. “Can you tell me your name?”

She sniffed, but gave him a wobbly smile and answered “Tali.” 

“Well, Tali,” he said, returning her smile, “Do you think you could hold my hand so we can stick together on the way back to the wave pool?” At her nod, he stood up, and offered his hand. Hers felt so small in his that he had a moment of panic at being responsible for someone so little. Then reality settled over him and his years of experience with kids kicked in as he rolled his eyes at himself. 

On the way past Pirate Cove, Stiles waved to get Boyd’s attention, glad it was his friend in the lifeguard seat so he could be assured that the kids playing in the Cove would be safe for a few minutes while he returned Tali to her family (the new kid, Liam, he wasn’t so sure about yet; he barely looked old enough to drive, let alone be responsible for children). “Hey, Boyd! I just have to take my friend Tali back to the wave pool. Be right back!”

Boyd waved back, nodding that he’d heard him, and Stiles turned back to Tali, looking down at her with another smile as they restarted their short trek to the wave pool. “Okay, kiddo?” he asks gently. 

“Yeah. But. Did you mean it when you said we were friends?” The sincerity in her voice makes Stiles heart break a little. This kid is just too… something.

“Of course I did! As long as you’re okay with having a friend who still reads comic books and believes in magic,” he replied with just as much sincerity. Those things were true, but in his experience, kids are more comfortable with adults they can relate to a little.

Tali’s eyes go wide and she smiles brightly. “You like comics! Who’s your favorite superhero? Do you like Spider-Man? Do you like werewolves?! How about fairies, do you believe in fairies? I like Tinkerbell, ’cause she builds cool stuff, but she’s a pixie, which is only kind of a fairy.”

Stiles couldn’t help but chuckle; it wasn’t often that he met someone who could talk as much as he did. They were almost to the wave pool, and Stiles started looking for a family with dark hair and a frantic expressions.

“Spider-Man is pretty great, but Batman is my favorite, and he’s kinda like Tinkerbell, right? He invents lots of stuff. Though he’s definitely not a pixie! I think werewolves are awesome, though, it’d be so cool to meet a werewolf, don’t ya think?”

Tali laughed, and it was the best thing Stiles had heard all morning; he couldn’t stand to see kids crying. “Batman would look silly dressed like Tinkerbell!”

“Ha! Yeah he would! Hey Tali? Do you remember where you were-” before Stiles could finish asking, the most attractive man Stiles had ever seen was rushing towards them, calling Tali’s name.

Tali let go of his hand and launched herself into the man’s open arms, a muffled cry of “Da-” disappearing into a strong shoulder. Stiles couldn’t help but notice the flex of the muscles in the guy’s tanned arms, or the dusting of dark hair that seemed to have been placed just-so by an artist on every perfect inch of him.

“Where have you been, peanut? I was so scared when I couldn’t find you!” The man’s voice is surprisingly soft, and he’s rocking Tali back and forth slightly as he cradles her against him. It’s almost too much for Stiles to bear watching, and it makes his heart beat out of sync; a strange and overwhelming sense of want settles in his belly, but he isn’t sure what it is for.

Tali begins to explain about the bunny again, a slight tremble in her voice as she pulls away from the man’s shoulder, small hands resting on either side of the guy’s neck. Her voice gets less wobbly and more animated as she continues “…An’ then my friend Stiles found me, and he brought me back! He works on a pirate ship, and he likes comic books, and he thinks werewolves are the coolest.”

The man looks up then, as if he’d only just realized he was standing there, his face doing something complicated as his (incredibly beautiful) eyes trace Stiles’ shape quickly. “Sorry, I- Thank you so much. I don’t know what happened–one minute she was right there–I must seem like a terrible-”

Stiles can’t let the poor guy continue to beat himself up. “Hey, no, it happens all the time, there’s a lot going on here, kids get distracted.”

“I really can’t thank you enough, uh, Stiles, right?” he asks as though uncertain he’d heard Tali correctly.

Stiles laughs lightly, “It’s a lot easier to say than what’s on my driver’s licence.”

“Stiles the pirate,” he says with a smile that makes Stiles’ heart and his breath speed up. He offers his hand and introduces himself with “I’m Derek.”

Taking a deep breath to make sure his voice is steady, Stiles takes Derek’s hand, mildly shocked at the electric feeling that rushes through him at the contact. “Nice to meet you, Derek.” Stiles feels Tali watching him, and he glances at her to find her head tilted and her eyes moving between him and Derek thoughtfully. He reluctantly slides his hand from Derek’s, vaguely aware he’s been holding it for longer than strictly necessary, and turns toward Tali. “And you, Ms. Tali, it was great to have someone to talk to about superheroes; most of my other friends don’t like them much. 

Tali beams at him and sticks out her arm to shake Stiles’ hand, which he takes with a dramatic bow that makes her giggle. When he straightens up, Derek is looking at him with a softly awed smile and eyes that are positively sparkling. “You’re silly,” Tali teases, “Can you play with us a while?”

She’s looking at him pleadingly, a slight pout and eyebrows pushed up high on her forehead for maximum cuteness. Her brows aren’t newly as impressive as her dad’s, but it’s enough to make him want to skip work. Derek’s face is doing a pretty decent job of mirroring Tali’s, and that is just wholly unfair.

If Stiles is looking at Derek more than Tali when he says “I really wish I could,” he can’t really be blamed. He manages to get it together to direct “I have to get to work now, kiddo,” at Tali. Both Derek and Tali seem to deflate a little, and Stiles feels strangely guilty. He blames the eyebrows. 

Derek rubs the back of his neck, balancing Tali in one arm, his eyes looking down at their feet for a moment before catching Stiles’ eye. “Maybe, uh. Maybe we can come and get a tour of your ship?” he asks hopefully, his ears turning a pleasing pink that has nothing to do with the afternoon sun. Stiles wants to taste the blush, see what else he can do to make it happen.

Tali excitedly asks, “Oh! Can we, can we, pleeease!” and Stiles feels his own face heat–thinking about what Derek’s skin feels like while he’s holding his kid, while he’s at work and surrounded by kids, is beyond inappropriate. Get it together, Stilinski he mentally chastises himself. Getting caught up in Tali’s wiggly excitement lets the heated mental images dissolve, and he can’t do anything but answer honestly, “I’d like that very much.”

Derek thanks him again as they part, and Tali calls “See you soon!” over Derek’s shoulder as they walk away. Stiles waves back, then has to actually shake his head to clear it before he heads back to Pirate Cove.

Boyd waves at him when he gets back, and Stiles goes to update his friend on what happened with Tali–and to talk about Derek a little. It’s a relatively quiet time at the Cove, lunch time usually is, as most families take the time to eat their picnic lunches or brave the lines at the food stands. Stiles is grateful for the fact that they only have half a dozen or so kids, instead of the twenty-five or so that they usually have, which is the upper limit on the number of kids allowed–and a lot to handle all at once. Stiles loved it though.

As he and Boyd caught up, pausing occasionally to warn kids about running, help fill buckets under the plank’s water spouts, or check in with the attendants on the other side of the shallow pool surrounding the ship, Stiles found his mind wandering back to Tali and Derek.

Was it ridiculous for him to hope for what could only be a summer fling with a guy who has a kid? Was it irresponsible to start something, if it was even an option? He’s pretty sure Derek was flirting with him, or at least was interested in flirting with him. And when they had touched, it was like every romance novel cliche about ‘electric contact’ suddenly made sense.

“Oh man, Stiles, you got it bad my friend,” Boyd teases in his quiet way. 

“You know me, when I fall, I fall… Only. He’s got a kid, and she’s amazing! Funny, and bright, I think she might talk even more than me! But she’s like, five. It’s not fair to just jump into a kid’s life like that. I’m leaving for Denver in two months. Plus, it’s not like I’m great with not getting emotionally attached; it’s not good for me to jump into something that can’t last either.”

Boyd hums his agreement, being well acquainted with Stiles’ tendency to dive in head first. “Sometimes, things work out,” he says sagely, looking slightly over Stiles’ shoulder with a wide grin.

Stiles turns around and finds himself flailing to stay on his feet as his legs are tackled by all forty pounds of Tali. Luckily, Derek was right behind her, and then he was right next to Stiles, catching him before he could wipe out and end up ass first on the unforgiving concrete. Stiles feels hot where they’re touching, his back half pressed against Derek’s very firm chest, Derek’s arm wrapped low around his waist. Stiles feels like he’s burning up. He might need to have Tali hose him down with one of the water canons…

Thankfully, Tali giggles then, again pulling him out of his thoughts. “Oops! Sorry, Stiles!”

“No problem, kiddo,” Stiles laughs, patting her hair and stepping away from Derek, missing his heat despite the warmth of the sun.

“It’s a good thing Uncle Derek caught you, or you coulda fallen down!”

“Yeah it’s a very good thi- Uncle Derek? I thought-” Stiles looked back and forth between Tali and Derek rapidly, processing the new information.

Derek huffs out an apologetic “Yeah, Tali’s my older sister’s kid. I love her lots,” he says, ruffling Tali’s hair and pulling her against his side, “But her mom’d be pretty mad at me if I tried to take her back to Boulder with me.”

“I bet. Though, it’s probably hard to say goodbye, right? I mean, Tali is probably the coolest kid I’ve ever met.” Stiles grins at Tali, gratified to see that she’s positively beaming at him.

Boyd clears his throat loudly, and Stiles hears the unspoken “You missed something, pal” in the sound. Stiles thinks back a couple seconds to find what it might be, and “Oh! You live in Boulder?”

“Yeah, I’m just here for the summer, visiting Tali,” Derek smiles, looking slightly confused about why Stiles is excited about where he lives, eyebrows quirked in amused concern.

Stiles can’t believe his luck! Two out of three of the obstacles in the way of a potential relationship with Derek are not, in fact, in the way at all! “That’s funny, I’m moving to Denver for my Masters in Criminal Psych in August.”

Derek smiles one of those eyes-scrunched-and-sparkling smiles that Stiles thinks he might become addicted to. “I’m at UC Boulder for my PhD in History, we’re practically neighbors.” Stiles is pretty sure he imagines the flirtatious tone in Derek’s voice, but he doesn’t care.

Tali pulls on Stiles’ arm, forcing him to tear his eyes away from Derek. Again. “Can you show us the pirate ship now?” At a look from Derek, she adds “Please?” and Stiles can’t help but laugh. He and Tali are going to get along just fine.

“Yeah, let’s go see the ship,” Derek starts before Stiles can answer. “Then later, maybe Stiles would like to have dinner?” Derek looks at Stiles hopefully, and if he had even been entertaining turning Derek down, that face would’ve changed his mind.

“That sounds great, I’m done at 5 o’clock” 

Derek smiles again, or his smile grows, really, and Tali adds “We can get hot dogs!” 

“I love hot dogs,” Stiles says, because he really does, but also, if he and Tali are going to be buds, he should remind her of the things they have in common. If he and Derek make it to an actual date, he thinks having someone with such good puppy dog eyes will be very handy.

Derek laughs, and it’s a great sound. “Sorry kiddo, I promised your mom I’d have you back by four.”

Tali pouts and looks so put out that Stiles stifles a laugh. Instead, he says “Hey, Tali, next time, we’ll totally go for hot dogs, okay?” 

She looks contemplative for a moment before nodding her agreement and taking him and Derek both by the hand, marching them toward the pirate ship. Derek looks at him over Tali’s head with an amused smirk “Next time, huh?”

Stiles lets a grin spread across his face. “Yep.”

“Good,” is all Derek says, but it sounds like a promise.

[tactickle]

Tickles like the other one!

uuuu This is such a good one cause now i can fully explain how much of a dork present mic was in high school while trying to hit on his best friend jfjdjf thank you right here we go anon this for u (even though you’re indulging ME)

this was the original ask for anyone who missed it: 

under the cut! this is gonna be cute and romantic this ask is sooo good!!

as much as mic was crazy outgoing and got along with most cause he was real funny and not necessarily the class clown but goofy and nice, he really really considered aizawa his BEST friend and kept contact with him outside of school even during the summer. and aizawa seemed mostly apathetic but it wasn’t too bad having a friend especially when he was mic’s absolute favorite.

and alright so, mic constantly was into speaking whether it be public or in general. he streamed all the time whether it was games or just commenting on any news etc. and all mic’s bros would tune the hell in but mic always knew one viewer was aizawa no matter the time. so like he started getting a crush on aizawa back when they were like 15, but at the time he was at least 18 he was like okay maybe shouta feels the same gotta work up the strength to ask him out. 

and mic probably had some shitbox car he loved to death and always wanted to take his best buddy out. and usually aizawa declined and mic ended up coming over to aizawa instead and hanging in his room. but mic would manage to get aizawa out if it was just a little drive and talking where mic just ran off at the mouth and aizawa chilled and listened (he liked to a lot i promise). and one time mic took him out and was like “uh so…. listen to this song haha i love it, it reminds me of you” and he’d play some jenny-esque song about bffs being lovers and aizawa was like “how exactly does this remind you of me”

and mic BLURTS OUT “yeah uh about that can we go out driving tonight– JSUT TO HANG I MEAN” and aizawa’s like “…… yea sure”. mic stops dead in his tracks and basically fist bumps the sky and mentally screams “score”. this is after like a million previous kinda romantic friend stuff like they’re def drifting into a relationship btw. and mic ends up blasting some really fuckin pumped as hell song and drives at 80mph in celebration and aizawa listens to him sing the whole thing. but aizawa is very unsure of what’s going on he’s like uh you drag me out of the house all the time what’s got you so excited all of a sudden..

so, mic definitely finds some remote beach area and it’s like 11pm at this point. it’s dark but it’s light out cause of the moon and gray clouds like it’s ideal. and mic’s like hold UP i’ll open the back of the car and we’ll sit back there and he spends 10min fixing the seats and pushing them back until they’re just chilling and talking. and aizawa’s mostly quiet and leaving deadpan sarcastic remarks at everything mic says. but the air is kinda.. romantic. it starts to feel like flirting. and aizawa is even feeling it he’s like oh god fuck and is starting to realize he MAY have a crush.

and it gets real silent and mic laughs nervously and tries to change the subject but it’s super late so he ends up getting stupid sentimental like everyone does i swear. so he almost starts crying like “SHOUTA you have always stayed by my side you are the BEST friend EVER” and traps him in a big hug and aizawa is keeping his brat attitude and is like alright alright get off enough. but mic doesn’t realize he grabs aizawa’s side on his way out of the hug and aizawa loses his composure and shoves mic off cause it tickles! and the last thing he wants is to show that side of himself, he has a rep to keep up.

mic is like oh god i fucked up and apologizes like s-sorry i didn’t think you didn’t like hugs i won’t do it again. but aizawa’s all nah that’s not it it’s fine, not wanting to hurt mic’s feelings or ruin his chances to get a hug ever again. and mic perks up again like the damn puppy dog he is (more like a bird honestly but) and is like “wait wait– are you ticklish? what dude i never knew oh my god noooo way”and he’s all laughing mischievously and wiggling his fingers in the air with “i don’t think i’ve ever heard you laugh before shouta.” and aizawa is all “no. no don’t do NOT no” and backing the hell up but he knows he’s fucked. and the night has taken a turn and everything feels so fast and dizzying. 

and he’s scrambling out of the back of mic’s car but he gets grabbed and pulled onto the floor of the car instead. and mic takes no prisoners and sits on his hips and straddles him to the floor. and aizawa is still like “get off of me right n–NOW” when mic grabs his flanks and squeezes. and mic was even more silly when he was younger. the whole time he’s spidering his fingers all over the place he’s going “tickle tickle tickle tickle” and teasing. the car is creaking with all the movement.

aizawa has no time to prepare and lets go and laughs out loud. his legs can’t connect with mic so he can’t kick him off so his legs are uselessly flailing and he’s not physically strong enough while laughing to toss mic off of him. so he just resorts to attempting to quiet down but that doesn’t work either. so third try, he tries to grab mic’s wrists but mic is able to still get his arms low enough that even though his wrists got caught his fingers are still making contact with aizawa’s stomach. so.. no attempts are working. 

now, his thoughts are going a million miles an hour as mic continues to taunt him from above. but. the world fucking spins when mic starts kissing him. BUT. he doesn’t stop tickling him. so aizawa feels lightheaded as hell. he’s losing air from laughing and also getting breaths taken from him whenever mic goes mouth to mouth. and he’s using mic’s full name while giggling and half kissing back, yelling at him to stop. and mic does, real damn fast cause oh god he just kissed his best friend for.. a long time.. multiple times.

and there’s a couple minutes of panting and otherwise silence. honestly because mic doesn’t dare speak, and aizawa can’t get over how much fun he just had (he’s also running through his head all the weird noises he made and is wicked embarrassed). but, he is the first to speak with “did you take me out here so you could do that” and mic is like “IT– just happened i don’t know y-you sounded cute so i couldn’t stop” and ANOTHER SILENCE. mic mentally slaps himself for calling aizawa cute like ah SHIT now he’s mad but!! aizawa actually laughs but can’t think of anything to say and for once mic can’t either.

djfkghsklhgf pls send more hcs and asks i love you

[tangledfan]

70 horrible questions … I’m bored and my tumblr messages won’t work

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? Not at all, unfortunately.. I always wanted a healthy relationship with them. Things haven’t worked out but I’m ok about it now

02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? My best friends… Rosie and Rosie ahha. One is my cat and the other is a human being haha!!

03: Do you regret anything? I have a lot of regrets, I think regret is one of the worst feelings but.. I guess I wouldn’t be exactly what I am now without those choices I made back then- good and bad.

04: Are you insecure? I have my days if I’m honest.. but I’d say I love my mind and I love my personality and there are times I question my physical beauty but that’s nothing to do with me, that’s what society tries to push as beautiful. As a whole I love myself and you should love yourself too and give yourself what you deserve..

05: What is your relationship status? Relationship?? What is that??

06: How do you want to die? Oh wow, dramatically where no one else is hurt lmfao. If I’m going to be remembered let it be from choking on a sandwich.

07: What did you last eat? Rice and a cookie🔥😂

08: Played any sports? OMG a few years back I literally played every sport under the sun, Football, netball, rounders, tennis, athletics, dance, swimming, baseball, rugby… but yknow life hit love and then I died

09: Do you bite your nails? No I don’t! When I was 13 I did kind of but I mean I don’t ever do it now

10: When was your last physical fight? I don’t do physical fights but 6 years ago lol (me and my sister were arguing over food I think)

11: Do you like someone? Ugh… I don’t even really know what it feels like to like someone.. No one sticks around long enough for me to develop emotional and mental connection (For me that’s so important)

12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? Oh my gawd yes and you know what? I’m either really hyper because I’m so tired or I’m the biggest bore ever, there is no middle.

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? All I’m going to say is.. this person is trash who shits on good people because they are bored with their own life. SORRY BUT I HATE BULLYING IN ANY FORM. Do I hate her? I don’t know.. do I have little respect for her? Yes.

14: Do you miss someone? I miss a lot of people, for different reasons. I miss my childhood best friend. I miss my all my ex’s who decided it wasn’t worth being friends with me.. do you know why? Because these people shaped me, I still think they are good people. I’d still invest time into them. I don’t just miss the memories, I miss the friendship.

15: Have any pets? A few! But only 3 that I could truly class as my pets, my best friends. Smokey my hamster (I miss you buddy, I miss carrying you on my shoulder and sharing cucumber with you while I watched Lizzie McGuire. I will always love you, you made me such a happy 10 year old, you were my first proper pet and I just loved you so much, you were my best friend and I was so weird with you) Spot my rabbit (ah you were so fluffy and cute and so bad, like you broke everyone’s things because I REFUSED to put you in a cage lol. I liked having you hop around and be a asshole to everyone but you were only ever nice to me. I love you and I’m sorry I wasn’t there to protect you when you needed me, I regretted going to school that day, I came home and cried.. I didn’t know what death meant until then) Lastly Rosie… wow you are my child. I would protect you from everything and anything. I look at you and want to cry sometimes because your eyes are so expressive. You don’t need to talk because I feel you bro, I feel your presence and you know exactly when I need to have you around. When I can’t sleep in the night and you make sure I can hear you purring. I have spent the last 3 years revolving my life for you and everyone thinks I’m crazy mad for loving you so much because you are unfriendly- truth is, you are just friendly with me haha, I like the loyalty in you cat.. even when I don’t feed you, I’m still your mom. You came in my life just when I needed you and honestly it wasn’t a coincidence how I got you. You fixed a part in me that was slowly dying, my will to carry on.. it was nice to speak to someone who wouldn’t just tell me to “stop being silly” partly cause you couldn’t communicate with me 😉 but y'know you are my absolute best friend, I love you more than I ever have any human, no one comes close and thank you for helping my get back on the right path through my mental health and my bad habits.. knowing I had you to look after made me stop being selfish. (I had to write this shit out because I really love my animals deeply, they have been there for me when humans couldn’t.)

16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? Lucky, passionate and yet somewhat disappointed.

17: Ever made out in the bathroom? It was the best kiss I have ever had. Fire works. It was the kiss that mattered but didn’t last lmfao and it happened in a fucking bathroom and I’m so pressed over that 😂

18: Are you scared of spiders? I’m sorry for being scared of you spiders but I’d never hurt you

19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? YES!! I want to look into history but also my own history. I want to maybe see myself from a distant.. to know what others see.

20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? In the middle of no where while the moon was high in the sky and your dimples were just about visible and I knew I had to kiss you then as you passionately spoke about music. You were such a puppy, man it was a good time but we are just friends now.

21: What are your plans for this weekend? Record- hopefully! Going to spend time with my best friend and her girlfriend yay! (Mom and dad TBH) Maybe if I have time I’ll do some writing and reading :)

22: Do you want to have kids? How many? It depends on my resources! I find it hard to share love out equally though and I wouldn’t want anyone I love to think I love one more than the other due to the attention I give. I’m game for however many. I have no set amount.. I kind of want a big family. I want to adopt as well! If the feelings right and mutual.

23: Do you have piercings? How many? Just ear piercings! Used to have my lips and nose done.. that being said I want my nose ring back but it’s difficult I want to work at Disneyland and I hate taking out studs and nose rings.

24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? Drama, music, English, Art, Maths, History and PE!

25: Do you miss anyone from your past? Practically everyone. I have at least one thought of you a day.

26: What are you craving right now? Chocolate anything😍

27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? unfortunately yes.. but we are all very good friends now, in fact we are soulmates but in the platonic sense.

28: Have you ever been cheated on? Yes but it’s ok, we are soooo past that. I made terrible mistakes to begin with. Having gone through that.. I now realise how damaging cheating truly is haha! I needed it however to know what it felt like and how bad it truly was. Just because I don’t feel as deeply as the other doesn’t mean I should be irresponsible with someone’s feelings.

29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? Good and bad tears, for all my past lovers that I hurt, I’m awful sorry, I was childish and unready to fully open up.

30: What’s irritating you right now? My eagerness to explore the past… I should leave it there and focus on the future. TRUMP. BREXIT. Dramatic fandoms.. it was fine to a certain point until y'all say horrible shit about eachother and drag down other humans who btw have feelings regardless of how many people look up to them, your comments still fucking hurt.

31: Does somebody love you? Yes someone loves me

32: What is your favourite color? I love all colours but dark purple and baby blue, pink and the shade black 😂

33: Do you have trust issues? I wish I didn’t but yes… It’s quite bad.

34: Who/what was your last dream about? Weird dream but I fell asleep reading a fan fic so it was to do with that. Gotta love the fluffy cuteness.

35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? Myself, I like to watch myself cry in the mirror lol (don’t ask me why, I’m a freak lol)

36: Do you give out second chances too easily? Those that know me think I do because I’m civil and don’t like to argue but nah, trust issues. I hate that about myself.

37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? Forgive. I forget nothing.

38: Is this year the best year of your life? No.

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 6? Maybe 7? Proper kiss however was at 10!

40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? Yes and it was liberating

51: Favourite food? Mmmm… that’s so hard😔😭 I love all food if I’m honest. I do love the taste of delusions tho lmfao #Camren

52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? Mmmm… not everything but in a way sometimes….I guess yes.

53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? Read a book and cuddled with Rosie (my equal, my baby cattttt).❤️

54: Is cheating ever okay? No. I’ve made mistakes and it’s not worth it hurting someone like that EVER.

55: Are you mean? Honestly I’d say I’m the complete opposite of mean.

56: How many people have you fist fought? Two, I don’t promote violence lol but yeah that happened (with siblings)

57: Do you believe in true love? Yes. I absolutely believe in true love but you have to accept the idea of it and be ready for it. Both of you do.

58: Favourite weather? I like all weather rain, sun, wind… but of lately I’ve just loved walking in the rain.

59: Do you like the snow? I love the snow!!! When the snow is fresh and everything looks beautiful and new.

60: Do you wanna get married? Eventually, yes. Once I know.. it will be magical and painful but worth it.

61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? I don’t mind it :)

62: What makes you happy? Freedom, laughter, kindness, deep conversations, music… passion.

63: Would you change your name? Yes, yes, yes.

64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? No they have soft lips and we are good friends, affection is best haha!

65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? I’d make sure they were OK and make them see that our friendship is worth more than a relationship between us could ever be.. plus I’m 99.9% gay

66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? Most of them :) I have a different array of personalities depending on the person and situation, I have 1 friend however who knows everything about me and she is my soulmate in every single way. I love her just as deeply as I love my cat. I’d do almost anything for them.

67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? Dave who is saved as “caMEEEEELAAA” on my phone lmfao, I love when he rings me because it’s like “Camila is calling you” and I’m like “AYYYEEE SON DAMM RIGHT SHE IS”

68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? Lauren’s lover @goodgirlsbettergetbad (p.s thanks for the kind words.. I needed them💜) and my best friend Rosie who lives miles away😭 which by the way really freaking sucks, it's hard when we both work to get a hold of one another but I never fear for our friendship, she'll always be in my life plus we had a wonderful talk last night, voice of reason always. Also another best friend of mine @let-me-make-this-queer thank you for being there. Thank you for letting me annoyingly hug you all the time! @invisibleandmagicaalthank you for just being so kind and messaging me while I was sad and listening to me in the nights!

69: Do you believe in soulmates? Oh my goodness yes. I think you have more than 1 soulmate and I don’t always think it’s romantic btw. It’s beautiful when you click mentally and emotionally with someone it can be platonic but it’s a great feeling. Twin flames tho…. ah my heart races.

70: Is there anyone you would die for? Yes. I’d die for most, it depends on circumstance.