#Just won what i wanted in the raffle and there was a lot of tickets in the one i went for

[drag0nalias0]

Why the hell does praying to Hualian actually work sometimes lmao

Like im aware that it does nothing but i swear my chances get better after i pray (is this how religions form?)

[orimuraa]

.❦ ݁˖ Cause I’m so stupid in love - Lee Heeseung

(synopsis) ೀ winning a ticket to an enhypen fansign was the craziest thing that had ever happened to y/n. but what happens when she accidentally catches the eye of her ult bias? 𑁍ࠬܓ

idol!heeseung x fan!reader ✧₊⁺ fluff, crack ✧₊⁺ oneshot ✧₊⁺ wc 3.2k ✧₊⁺ petnames, includes all of enha, a couple of ocs as y/n’s friends

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"OMG! GUYS I GOT IN!! I'M GONNA MEET ENHYPEN!!" y/n screamed to her best friends on the phone. for context, y/n has just won the raffle for an enhypen fansign and now she is going to meet them and her husband ult bias, heeseung. hanni, seojun, and yuri were y/n's closest friends and her number one supporters. there was no doubt that y/n was drop-dead gorgeous. you would have to be blind to say that y/n wasn't pretty. so when her best friends heard the news about her meeting enhypen, they immediately started to plan how they can make heeseung fall for y/n. seojun was like the older brother that y/n never had while hanni and yuri were like the two older sisters she never had. "GIRL YES!!! WE NEED TO PLAN RIGHT NOW!! meet us at the mall in 15 babes!" yuri screamed, immediately thinking of y/n's outfit.

when everyone arrived at the mall, they all started shrieking and jumping up and down in excitement, ignoring the weird stares they got. "okay so i was already thinking about your outfit while hanni was looking at makeup looks and hairstyles and junnie was planning what you're gonna say to everyone!" yuri exclaimed. as a fashion major, this is basically what yuri has been waiting for her entire career. to dress up her baby to go and meet her man.

the afternoon was filled with many giggles, lots of trying on stuff, and taking a small snack break to replenish their energy. in the end, y/n ended up with a baby blue dress with a white shrug, a pair of black, platformed, mary jane shoes, and a white miu miu bag. "and for your hair, i was thinking of two little heart buns!" hanni giggled. "ughhh you're literally gonna be IRRESISTIBLE! heeseung will definitely want you girl!" hanni added.

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it was the day of the fansign and y/n was beyond nervous. she kept walking back and forth in her room, going over what she's gonna say to everyone. her best friends had just left after doing her hair and makeup, and wishing her the best of luck. it was now 15 minutes before y/n would leave her apartment and go meet enhypen.

the car ride to the fansign was the most nerve-wracking ride y/n had ever taken. she decided to take a taxi instead of the metro system as it would take her directly to the spot. "thank you!" y/n thanked the driver and quickly payed before brushing out her skirt. with as much confidence as she could get, she walked into the building (i have little to no knowledge of how fansigns work so this is all based off of how i think they go, please bear with me) and carefully took notes of the interior. she was given a ticket for her place in the line that read, 15. oh my lord- i'm number 15!!! i really won the lottery y/n thought to herself.

15 minutes later...y/n was finally able to see the boys come out and sit down at the long table. she could feel her heart pumping like crazy at the mere thought of being able to go up and meet her all-time favorite group. when it was her turn, she anxiously sat down in the first chair. the first member was jungwon. "hello, what's your name?" he asked, his dimples being much cuter up close. "h-hi, i'm y/n. i've been a fan since i-land," y/n said nervously, not believing that it was even real that she was meeting her favorite leader. "pretty name! i'm so grateful for fans like you. i always love hearing how long certain fans have been with us!" he smiled, melting y/n's heart. "of course! people like you guys who are so talented should definitely get as much recognition as possible!" the conversation was brief but as y/n had to move onto the next members. being able to talk to everyone felt insane but now, she was more nervous then ever because she was now sitting in front of the last member, her bias, lee heeseung. as she sat down, she felt his soft gaze on her and anyone could've noticed how heeseung looked like he just saw an angel. "hi i'm y/n...you're actually my ult bias so i'm so sorry if i seem super nervous right now," y/n laughed nervously, and heeseung found it adorable. "pretty name for a pretty girl," he smirked and y/n immediately felt her face heat up. "i'm flattered that i'm your bias. i'm a lot of people's bias, but you are by far, and if not, the prettiest girl i have ever seen." he flirted, wearing that smirk that y/n knew well. he took her hand into his and y/n felt like she was floating. her ult bias, whom she has been stanning since pre-debut, is holding. her. hand. and calling her pretty. if that's not winning in life, y/n doesn't know what is. they spent the rest of their short time together chatting but never once letting go of each other's hands.

when the staff told y/n she had to move along, heeseung put on the cutest pout ever and promised y/n that they'll see each other again soon, and scribbled something down in her album.

of course, y/n thought that she would never actually meet heeseung again and that it would be impossible, but here she was, back at home, staring at the phone number heeseung had left her. hey pretty girl, i really enjoyed your presence and i want to get to know you better. text me when you can, ###-###-####. xoxo, heeseung. "oh. my. god." she whispered, being in too much shock to even speak properly. the lee heeseung, had just given her his phone number. scrambling to find her phone, she grabbed it and immediately opened messages, going straight to her group chat with her best friends to fangirl over this.

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heeseung was not able to focus on anything else after y/n had sat down in front of him. he tried hard to focus on the other engenes he was meeting but ended up drifting his thoughts back to y/n. he did feel guilty about it and when an engene brought it up, he made the excuse of a bit of fatigue and jet lag. however, once the fansign came to an end, all the members met up just to chat with each other how it went. "sooo...anything to share?" jake asked the group, wanting to hear the juicy gossip. heeseung looked away, not wanting to share anything about his encounter with y/n. "yeah actually! there was this super sweet girl who said she has been stanning us since i-land! she kept complimenting how far we've come and how we deserve all the recognition and stuff! i think her name was y/n?" jungwon explained, immediately catching the interest of heeseung. "oh my gosh yeah! she was so sweet! i was able to chat about layla with her without getting argued with how someone's dog cough gaeul cough is smarter than layla!" jake said, side-eyeing sunghoon who just rolled his eyes at him. heeseung started to zone out a bit about y/n again. what if the members like her as well? wait, do i even like her? i just met her! heeseung had a lot on his mind but the slight nudge of jay's arm brought him back. "dude, you alright? you've been strangely quiet since we finished," jay asked, concerned for his only hyung. "yeah, just tired i guess..." heeseung replied, rubbing the back of his neck and looking away. jay just shrugged it off and got in the van to go back to their dorms and relax.

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meanwhile, y/n had been panicking about whether or not she should text heeseung. deciding to woman up, and shoot him a text, y/n sat on her bed and carefully thought out her messege.

y/n: hey this is y/n from the fansign :) is this heeseung?

heeseung?: oh hey y/n! i was starting to think that you'd never text!

y/n had to put her phone down for a moment to truly believe that LEE HEESEUNG was texting HER.

y/n: ah sorry about that! i just got some time to relax and text you >.<

heeseung: no worries! i was actually wondering if you wanted to maybe hang out sometime?

y/n: but i might get you into a scandal :( here, call me now if you can to discuss

y/n soon felt her phone ring and had to take a few deep breathes before answering. "hey heeseung! so when were you thinking of and where? it's kinda hard to go somewhere without you getting spotted!" y/n joked, earning a slight chuckle from the man on the phone. "yeah...maybe you could just come over to the dorms and we can watch a movie? i just want to get to know you better," heeseung replied, his voice slightly distorted from the phone. "y-yeah that sounds fine. how about next week??" y/n asked, not being able to help herself from stuttering due to the fact that her and her ult bias, lee heeseung, are gonna hang out together. "sure! i'll send you the address. arrive at 10am next friday y/n!" heeseung exclaimed. and then, all y/n heard was the sound of heeseung hanging up the call. "god dammit y/n, what did you get yourself into??" she groaned, pulling at her hair a bit. in all honesty, y/n really wanted to go over, but she also knew that if anyone saw her enter their dorm or be seen with heeseung, it could very well ruin his career. deciding to make the most of the opportunity, y/n put those thoughts on hold and decided that she would just have fun with heeseung. she would be lying though if she said that she didn't find heeseung hot and didn't have a crush on him, but she also didn't want her hangout with him tomorrow to be awkward. little did she know, there was some mutual pining going on between the two of them.

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the week leading up to their hangout was filled with many texts and life updates between heeseung and y/n. the pair quick;y grew super close and now more than ever, couldn't wait to meet up again.

the morning of, y/n was up early, making sure she had everything in order and ready to go over to heeseung's. hanni, yuri, and seojun came over to hype her up again as she was feeling quite nervous. getting dressed and doing her hair and makeup nice and simple, y/n decided to pass time by just chatting with her friends until it was time for her to go.

finally, it was time for y/n to hop on the metro system and take it down to the enhypen dorms. the ride there was easy as she didn't need to transfer lines. making her way up the stairs, she found herself in front of the door with a 1009 on the door as the apartment number. knocking on the door gave y/n worse anxiety because she was not only entering her crush/biases living space, BUT enhypen's! her all-time favorite group. the sound of the door opening knocked y/n out of her thoughts and she suddenly felt her heart rate increase. "OH MY GOSH YOU'RE THE GIRL HEESEUNG HYUNG LIK-MJSBHGSHS!" y/n was immediately greeted with sunoo yelling, only to get tackled by jungwon, who was attempting to get sunoo to shut up. y/n just watched the two pocketz roll around on the floor when someone clearing his throat caused the pair and y/n to look up. there was heeseung, standing in the hallway, looking like he would absolutely murder the two on the ground. his eyes read, "we'll talk later. this isn't over." mkaing the two boys shiver a bit. "i'm so sorry y/n. please ignore these idiots and come inside!" and just like that, heeseung's whole demeanor changed when he was talking to y/n. she slowly stepped over the pocketz, who were still lying on the ground, and followed heeseung to his room. looking around, she could see framed pictures of all seven of them at award shows, music bank, and mv shooting places. there were also a couple trophies, and some random decor that made the place very homey. following heeseung into his room, she looked around and saw his room exactly like how she saw in the video where they showed off their new dorms. (ik they live on two different floors, so just pretend that all of enha was on the same floor hanging out together) the only difference was that it had a bit more stuff lying around and it was a lot brighter due to heeseung opening the curtains a bit. "woah, this is just like i saw in the video," y/n mumbled, mainly just talking to herself. she heard heeseung chuckle a bit and reply. "yeah..well, it's a bit messy..sorry 'bout that," he said while rubbing his neck sheepishly. "no no it's fine! it's actually very cozy," y/n smiles, and heeseung finds himself falling for her a little more.

the two ended up watching a movie together and y/n slowly found herself drifting off, surrounded by the comfort of heeseung's warmth and smell. heeseung felt a weight leaning on his shoulder and when he looked over, he saw y/n, peacefully sleeping and looking so adorable. he quickly positioned her into a more comfortable position and snuggled into her. i really shouldn't be feeling this way about a fan...but y/n's more than just a fan... he thought to himself.

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y/n woke up to someone's arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to the mysterious person's chest. carefully, she looked over her shoulder to be greeted with heeseung's beautiful face, buried into her back. now this is most definitely something out of crazy dream because one moment, y/n is heeseung's biggest fan and would probably never meet him, and the next, she's cuddled up with him and taking a nap together. reading the time, 1:09 pm, y/n decided that maybe she could plan something for her and heeseung to do here in the dorm so no one would spot them. so, carefully slipping out of heeseung's hold, y/n makes her way into the living room/kitchen and spots jake, sunghoon, and riki playing games on the sofa. "oh- hello," she bows, remembering that these are her favorite idols and still wanting to make a good impression. "oh my goodness! are you y/n?? we've heard so much about you!! we only had a short period of time to talk last time so this is really nice!" jake exclaimed, making his way over to y/n. he really was just like a cute little puppy. "yes hi! i can't believe this is actually real. thank you for having me over," y/n smiles brightly. "of course! actually, we've noticed a change in heeseung hyung's attitude and we think it's because of you! he's always so smiley now and always updates us about you," sunghoon adds, with riki trailing in behind him, nodding his head in agreement. after talking a bit more with them, y/n notices out of the corner of her eye, a figure slumped against the door frame. jake, sunghoon, and riki take this time as a time to escape their lovey dovey-ness and head back to their rooms. turning and seeing a freshly-woken-up heeseung wearing the cutest pout ever, she walks over and simply adores his little pout. "woke up and you were gone," he mumbled, sleep evident in his voice still. "thought you left but turns out you were too busy with them." he adds, his lower lip jutting out more. truth be told, y/n wasn't really listening as she was too busy adoring his features. then, all of the sudden, heeseung wrapped his body around y/n's and carried her over to the couch.

after a comfortable silence filled with cuddles and affectionate gestures, heeseung takes a deep breath and turns to face y/n. "y/n, can i be real with you?" he asks, breaking the silence. y/n can only nod as she for some reason, can't form any words at the moment. maybe it's his doe eyes staring right at her, filled with nothing but softness, care, and maybe something else? "i'm just gonna say it. i think i'm in love with you. no, actually, i know i'm in love with you. i know we've only really known each other for a month now and this is our second time meeting, but i truly believe that you are the one for me. you help me get through tough days of training, and root for me like no one else has. you make me feel enough for myself and i truly thank you for that. i totally understand if you don't feel the same way, but i just wanted to let you know." heeseung confessed. it took y/n a second to process the fact that her bias just confessed feelings to her but then she was able to form some words and reply. "i'm so glad that i can be that person for you seungie," she starts, taking his hands into hers. "i actually feel the same way. whenever i was feeling down or discouraged, i would just listen to your words or lyrics and they just made me feel so loved. i should be the one thanking you! you have helped me for almost 4 years now, and i'd be so stupid to say i didn't like you back. lee heeseung, i like you so much and i have since the minute i saw you on i-land. thank you for being the reason i smile and laugh nowadays." y/n and heeseung meant every single word they said to each other. they had both been each other's person for the past month past 4 years for y/n and they truly felt something special for each other. "can i kiss you?" heeseung whispers, leaning so close to y/n, their faces mere centimeters apart. "yes," and with that singular word, heeseung closed the gap between them. their lips were like puzzle pieces, they fit perfectly together and everything just felt so complete now that they were together. the kiss was passionate, yet soft, and was sweeter than anything y/n or heeseung had ever tasted. when they finally pulled apart, heeseung rested his forehead against y/n's. whispering "i'm so stupid in love with you" against her lips, he pecks her again, short and sweet, yet filled with love. "soo...one last question. will you be my girlfriend?" "is that even a question? yes!!" and the two stuck together for the rest of the day, treasuring their moments together. heeseung figured that telling management was for another day. today was filled with their crazy, stupid love.

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first heeseung fic!!! i honestly couldn't help but feel real delulu while writing this but it's okayyyy....delulu is the solulu after all. hope you guys enjoy this!! reblogs, likes, and feedback are very much appreciated! <33

[buttercupjosh]

White Horse

(Gif credit to @pyotrkochetkov)

Word count: 2,588

Genres: strangers to lovers to exes, angst

Warnings: none

A/N: I’ve had pieces of details of this fic in mind for a while and one night, I just decided to write it all out. This story is based off of the song “White Horse" by Taylor Swift. It is shorter than what I normally write but I decided to challenge myself a bit with a word count limit (my goal was to make it under 3,000 words). It’s not set at a specific moment in time (It’s taking place in a fictional future but you could also say that it’s set in the future and this season. However, the season is still ongoing at the moment and anything can happen or change so don’t hold me to what occurs in the fic and if things do change in real life, I’m not going to update this fic to reflect that). It’s written with a female reader in mind because I’m a female of color but the reader doesn’t specifically have to be a POC or a woman and there’s little dialogue. As always, I’m open to any and all feedback, comments or questions; just put them in my inbox or dm me. Thank you so much in advance for reading, I appreciate it😌

(P.S. I have other stories (linked here) that I have written for other players as well if you want to check it out)

“What was the plan? Absolve your guilt and shake hands?” -Night Shift by Lucy Dacus

By all definitions, Raleigh, North Carolina was not a small town but sometimes it felt like it was. The Triangle had a lot to offer but was a bit of an underrated place; Raleigh wasn’t as bustling and busy like other places in the South but you loved the city you called home. One of the very few things that brought people together there was college sports and Canes hockey. The Carolina Hurricanes were the only professional major league team in town so the team’s likeness was everywhere you looked. Seeing their faces around town, you would have never imagined that you would actually end up dating a player from that team.

You met your hockey-playing boyfriend in an untraditional way. You had worked for UNC Health and being a sponsor of the team, the company hosted a raffle for an employee to win a ticket to represent the company at Canes Bash. You surprisingly won and represented the organization well with your kind and respectful demeanor. That demeanor ended up winning over the heart of Canes forward Andrei Svechnikov. Andrei knew that this event was to spend time with season ticket holders and sponsors to get them to bring in more money for the Carolina Hurricanes Foundation but he was so enamored by you in the brief interaction you had. Throughout the rest of the evening, Andrei was pulled into all different directions around PNC Arena but his eyes kept gazing around the room to try to find you again. Not giving up on his quest to reconnect with you, he ended up writing his phone number on a napkin and giving it to Gracia Skjei to give to you. Before setting out on her journey to look for you in the sea of people, Gracia went into the bathroom and actually ran into you on her way out. She handed you the napkin with Andrei’s number on it; you couldn’t believe that a hockey WAG was casually giving you the phone number of her husband’s teammate and the teammate in question was a star on the team. You were taken aback that your short interaction with Andrei had impacted him so much that he wanted to talk to you more.

You did reach out to Andrei and on a Saturday after a morning skate, you met up for the first time since Canes Bash for smoothies. As expected, that first laidback date of getting to know each other more led to a formal dinner date where you saw a more fancier side of Andrei and it all led up to establishing a loving romantic relationship.

Being with Andrei was like being in the starring role of a box-office smash romance movie. Your relationship with Andrei was almost too perfect in such a way that other people could be jealous of it. Due to Andrei’s status as one of the top Canes players, people knew about your relationship with him and sometimes would stop and ask you for a picture. You had an amazing, loving boyfriend, who was everything you ever dreamed of and more. You lived together in a beautiful shared home and had a small goldendoodle named Charlie. You had an amazing friend group with the other WAGs and got along well with all of Andrei’s friends and family. You got to go on lavish vacations with your handsome partner, who wasn’t afraid to show you off to the world. You had it all and all you needed was a ring to top it all off. Like any other couple, you and Andrei’s relationship did have its challenges and struggles but these disagreements and setbacks didn’t cause your relationship to crumble. The image of living in presumed perfection would soon be broken in the most unexpected way.

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The annual Canes’ moms trip was approaching soon and Elena, Andrei’s mom and possibly your future mother-in-law, was coming to support her son. It was going to be her first time at the new home you shared with Andrei; you had spent the whole week trying to get everything in order for her arrival and her subsequent stay for a month after the moms trip. You were excited to get to see and spend time with Elena but that excitement soon shifted.

You knew what time Elena’s flight was supposed to land and the amount of time it would take for Andrei to get home after picking her up from the airport but it seemed like Andrei was running unusually late. On the shared location app on your phone, you could see that Andrei was home from picking up his mother from the airport but you saw that he had been sitting in his car in the garage for over 15 minutes after arriving. Concerned, you went to go check on Andrei and Elena to make sure that they were okay but you accidentally caught him in a heated exchange in Russian with his mother. You didn’t quite understand what he was angrily saying but whatever it was about, it had him on fire. Elena’s eyes gazed over at you and the waterline of her eyes looked like it was filling up with tears. The arguing between mother and son stopped once Andrei noticed you were standing in the doorway. The color on Andrei’s face immediately drained from red with anger to white with fear. He quickly got out of the car, opened his mom’s door, and helped with her luggage. Elena gave you a tearful hug before going up to settle in the guest room. It was odd that she didn’t say anything upon seeing you and the atmosphere of the house was still thick with tension. You asked Andrei about what happened and why he was extremely upset with his mother but he just muttered something under his breath in Russian. He refused to look at you as you questioned him but you could sense that Andrei was frustrated and that something deeper had to be going on. Elena came downstairs to grab some water before giving a cryptic answer to her child’s behavior.

“Andrei, I love you but you know what you have to do. If you really love y/n, you would tell the truth”, Elena said before slipping out of the kitchen with her glass of water.

Andrei bursted into tears after his mother left the kitchen. You had seen Andrei cry before so this wasn’t a new sight for you but you wanted to know what was bothering him. You tried to comfort Andrei but he coldly shut you down and you had thought Elena was going to comfort her son but she did not. You sat in a worried silence for what felt like an eternity and the only sound in the room was Andrei’s heavy breathing from crying. Once Andrei fully stopped crying and rehydrated, you calmly asked him for one last time what was wrong and he took a deep breath before revealing what was causing him so much distress at the moment.

“I’m a dad,” Andrei quietly said, “I have a son back in Russia and I’m sorry that I never told you.”

You couldn’t quite believe the words you fell from the lips that you loved to kiss and felt like you were frozen in time, still trying to process the information that you just received. You were in disbelief and began pacing around the living room as Andrei explained what happened.

The summer before you met, Andrei was still deep in his playboy ways and ended up getting a girl named Lana pregnant back in Russia. Since their relationship was merely a hook-up that resulted in a child being conceived, it was hard for Andrei to believe that he was the father of her child but once Alexei was born, he couldn’t deny the baby boy. Alexei had Andrei’s eyes, the same brown ones that you adored, and dimples in his cheeks, just like his dad. While he was visiting his family during the off-season, Andrei took a paternity test and as everyone expected, he was Alexei’s father. You were in Russia with Andrei when the test was conducted but you didn’t know that was what his doctor’s appointment was for; the day of the test, Elena took you shopping. After the paternity test confirmation, Andrei did meet Alexei once as a baby and he was overcome with emotion to see the reflection of some of his genetic features as he held his small precious son in his large arms.

Andrei was stuck between a rock and a hard place; he had already moved on from his fling with Lana with you and he wasn’t interested in moving Lana and their son to the States so he decided to send them checks monthly to provide for them while they remained in Russia. His family was still involved in his child’s life, spending time with Alexei and keeping Andrei up to date on his son. Andrei didn’t like controversy or drama so if he kept the information about Alexei confidential, he didn’t have to worry as much about it coming to light because it was being managed in the dark. He also expressed that he felt like he wasn’t ready to be a father at that time but he would want to be a father when he’s older. You understood where Andrei was coming from but felt like it was a bit unfair that you got this great life with him while the mother of his son and his child didn’t have that with him. His son was over a year old and he barely knew Andrei in the way that you had known Andrei in the time that you had been dating. Putting a timeline together, you had also concluded that Lana was pregnant when you met Andrei and had given birth by the time you started dating.

Suddenly, a much more painful realization came to light: if Elena had not talked to Andrei about keeping his secret child from you when she came to visit, you realized that Andrei possibly would have never told you about Alexei. You and Andrei did discuss marriage and having children so you knew he was serious about experiencing those things with you and had dreamed of a happy ending together but a future with Andrei didn’t feel right anymore because you could have gotten married and had kids with him and never known a single thing about Alexei. You were right: Andrei never had a set plan in place or moment in time to tell you about his son because he was handling it behind the scenes and that’s all that you needed to know.

How could you ever trust Andrei again if he was able to keep this big of a secret from you? He didn’t have the common courtesy to tell you about his son so what else could he be hiding from you? You honestly believed in Andrei but he let you down and now, you don’t believe a single thing from him going forward. Throughout your relationship, you also had to deal with rumors of Andrei’s alleged cheating and you trusted that he remained faithful to you but now, you weren’t so sure since he just proved that he was so good at keeping secrets from you. You knew that this had occurred before you had gotten together but after this revelation, you realized that you didn’t want to be with Andrei anymore. You thought you truly knew Andrei but it was like the man that you fell in love with turned into a stranger.

You weren’t a princess and this wasn’t a fairytale with a happy ending; Raleigh wasn’t Hollywood so there was no reconciliation plot device or changes to the script to make everything better. Although you loved your job, you were also even more upset because Andrei promised to always provide for you and wanted you to quit working but he was also providing to a part of his family under the table; transparency and honesty were so important to you and all of that was out the window. Maybe you would be more open to staying with him if he had told you sooner instead of dragging you along for over a year without a clue. Andrei had thought that if he could fulfill his role as a father by financially providing for Alexei back home and building a future in the U.S. with you, he would be fine. He also thought you would be more accepting and willing to work things out after finding out the news but he destroyed all your trust in him.

Andrei begged you on his knees for your forgiveness and for you to stay with a puppy dog look, like how Charlie would whenever he wanted treats, but it was too late. The damage was already done and he had to accept that. Andrei was like a knight in shining armor, strutting around on his white horse to save the day but he wasn’t allowed to catch you. In one swift fall, the relationship with the prince in your love story was over. Andrei had to step up to the plate and realize that he couldn’t create an ideal life with someone while keeping huge secrets. Andrei having a secret child was a huge obstacle to overcome and you stepped out of his way so that he could focus on effectively co-parenting with Lana and being a more present father to Alexei; maybe someone else would be stronger enough to be involved with Andrei but that person was not going to be you.

It wasn’t easy to walk away from all that you had with Andrei because you truly did love him. He was a great dog dad to Charlie, his heart was deeply ignited for those that he loved, he was so humble and caring to others, his touch was the most comforting feeling to you, and he always knew how to make you smile. Andrei had the face of an angel and brown eyes that you could easily get lost in but you couldn’t even look at him the same way. You felt so naive and foolish about living in a fantasy with your relationship with Andrei and you should have known better about your presumed picture perfect relationship. A part of you wanted to give him another chance but you felt so betrayed by Andrei and had a difficult time overlooking how he hurt you. You apologized to Andrei and forgave him for keeping such important information from you but you did not want anything else to do with him. This incident made you realize that you deserved better than this and deserve to be with someone who would actually treat you well so you did what was best for you.

In the days since you split from Andrei, Elena and her son went on the moms’ trip and you began packing your things with help from Gracia Skjei and some of the other WAGs. They were going to miss you and you would miss them too but you needed to get out of Raleigh and start fresh somewhere new. As you drove with Charlie as your passenger, you looked up for a brief second and saw the face of a man that you once loved on a billboard. You watched the City of Oaks disappear from your rearview mirror and headed towards whatever awaited you in the rest of this big world.

[shukufuyu]

[Card Backstage Translation] Itaru Chigasaki SSR - Great Suzaku's Luck (2/3)

Itaru: My luck skyrocketed for real, it’s actually getting scary.

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Itaru: Next one… here.

(Got an info saying they’re holding the raffle here, but it’s one of the most known places…I won’t be surprised if they’re sold out already.)

(Well, it’s still the first store I’m entering today, I gotta be patient…)

…Huh?

(the one displayed over there, that’s it! 

Can’t believe I actually found it this soon…)

(Looks like the A-prize figure is also not taken yet.

I suppose the power of Suzaku is not to be underestimated)

(Now that I took a good look at it, there are only a few remaining raffle tickets until the last prize.

At this point my luck is getting super scary…)

Excuse me, I’ll take all of the remaining raffle tickets.

location dorm

Itaru: I’m home.

Izumi: Welcome back.

Um, I’m guessing that smile and large box means…

Itaru: Yep, a total Big W on the raffle. Also got the A-prize figure without a hitch.

My luck suddenly went up like crazy, it looks like Suzaku’s power is legit.

I’ll have to express my gratitude to Homare-san after this.

[CHOICE A] Izumi: Legit…your luck really went up that high?

Itaru: With just a little prayer, the first convenience store I went to had the raffle box.

On top of that, I didn’t only get the figure, with just a few tries I also got the last prize.

My luck skyrocketed for real, it’s actually getting scary.

Izumi: I’m glad it went well.

You got the figure you wanted without any problems, now to fulfill the promise with Chikage-san, now, you’ll have to tidy up your room.

Itaru: Yep, I’m in a great mood, so I’ll be doing it, perchance.

[CHOICE B] Izumi: How powerful…!

Itaru: I also didn’t think I could get this much profit. To be honest, I wasn’t as convinced until yesterday.

But seeing these results, I thought, maybe Suzaku really did lend me power. I even prayed just to be safe.

Izumi: I see… Then, maybe I should ask Homare-san to borrow it when I look for lodgings at the shopping district next time.

Itaru: Why not? Suzaku might just clear you a spot for overseas trips.

[choice end]

Itaru: Hm? This is…!

Izumi: What’s wrong?

Itaru: The mobage I’ve been playing a lot just announced a collab with another one of my favorite anime.

Looks like they’re gonna be holding a gacha banner for the event too, don’t think they’re gonna be having any reruns, I’ll have to get it no matter what…!

…Anyways, director.

…I have important matters to attend to.

Izumi: Right, understood.

(...I wonder if he went to pray to Suzaku.)

Chikage: Chigasaki, you've been working too hard on polishing that since earlier.

Itaru: Thanks to the great Suzaku, I won big at the raffle, as I convey my gratitude I’m preparing to head into my next fight.

Now that it’s perfectly shiny, I'm all clear.

Chikage: If you’re cleaning up, clean up the whole room, will you? Your stuff is making this room narrower and narrower.

Itaru: Now hold on, Senpai. Don’t say things like that to the great Suzaku. What will you do if my luck goes down?

Chikage: Dunno. Even if your luck goes bottom rock, it won't have anything to do with me.

Itaru: Whatever, I knew you would say that.

Anyways, I shall convey my feelings…

O Great Suzaku, please give me the collab event card. I will be in your care.

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[saltminerising]

IDK if my previous ask sent but... bought tons of tickets for roundsey last night. done that before, won low value prizes before, no biggie. today, i am banned for multiaccounting ~5 years ago, but i am listed as winner of roundsey... did i win the crown which made me get investigated? i feel bad, its like i wasted a ks item for the community without thinking. i never got to see what i won myself.

We got a lot of asks on this while we were paused, so they're all in this one post so it's not trickling out over 4 days on your dashboard!

The wild levels of clownery that the user who won the KS Roundsey prize (Gilded Crown) was immediately frozen for being a multi. :’)

i've been playing for 5+ years and had a second account in my first year because i was a stupid kid and i severely regret that decision. seeing that g from light got banned because staff investigated their account after they won the gilded crown? abysmal... i'm never putting a single ticket into roundsey again.

once again wishing staff would plunder goods trapped in banned-with-no-chance-of-appeal accounts to raffle them off. it just seems so reasonable.

the winner of the gilded crown getting banned for multi-accounting because the win caused staff to take a close look at their account, oh my god

So g won the Kickstarter item in roundsey, gets their account reviewed by staff, and gets banned for confirmed multiaccounting from 5+ years ago. Big ol F for that gilded crown </3

Well. the Gilded Crown went to a now-locked account for multiaccounting. If staff doesn't re-raffle it I'm gonna riot and I don't even care all that much about KS apparel.

How come people who are OBVIOUSLY multi-ing will win Roundsey prizes again and again, but people who haven't touched side accounts in years will be banned?

the roundsey gilded crown went to an acc that got instantly locked by mods bc they multid in 2018

THis Gilded Crown debacle makes me want to stop participating in Roundsey altogether, if they're gonna investigate winners for possible multiing. I had a couple accounts simultaneously as a kid and almost a decade ago but staff is soooo fucking trigger-happy about multiing and I've been living in fear since that even though I've abandoned those accounts entirely, they're gonna Figure It Out and ban me. Not fucking worth the 5,000 treasure per week for 10 tickets, not fucking worth losing my account. Fuck that lmaoooo

so, uh, about that gilded crown from roundsey

I think I'm more salty about the people defending/pitying G from light even though they chose to cheat, than the fact that the Gilded Crown ended up going to a multi-accounter. 

how unfortunate that last weeks gilded crown roundsey winner got their account reviewed and banned by staff for multi (years ago apparently) after winning 😭 rip crown

Oh my god, the person who won the Gilded Crown got banned for multiaccounting before they could even log in to see it. Check dev tracker for the thread where people realized (page 7)

sooo an account made in 2022 getting banned for having funneled in 2017-2018... how does that happen

This is exactly why I've been against Roundsey being the only way to redistribute KS and Y1 items back into the game. It's a very good treasure sink, yes, but we need other ways to EARN the high-ticket items.

The gilded crown went to a multi (yet again) who immediately got banned lol

the ks crown got me a bit paranoid. if i were to win a big prize one day and got all of my account history checked by staff, i could only pray that ive never done a suspicious thing in their eyes throughout all those years

lmao at someone winning the roundsey gilded crown then immediately getting banned cus staff found signs of multiaccounting on the account (evidence in the roundsey frd thread)

I think instead of re-raffling the crown staff should log into that account, put the crown on the first dragon in the lair, and leave it there forever.

is anyone else kind of bummed about that roundseys winner getting banned for former multi accounting? like the obvious solution is 'just dont multi' but it's just not fun realising that even if you broke the rules years ago and stopped, theres no point saving up for bigger items like kickstarter stuff because that black mark is permanent and youll lose everything

So the guided crown was won but then the account was investigated and banned for multiacounting. So now the crown is forever on a locked account. Staff better re raffle it off. How many KS items are forever on banned accounts

Mfs can't even lie convincingly on why they get banned. Your account is from 2022, you couldn't have funneled stuff "back in 2017/2018". Hope they reraffle that damn crown and that people stop believing banned users on why they're (mostly) all innocent angels that made one mistake years ago without actual proof.

[wildbornsiren]

12 Days of Fluffmas!: Charity Auction || Javy “Coyote” Machado/F!Reader

Charity Auction

Summary: Your friend wins tickets to a special auction. One of the lots up for sale is particularly interesting. 

1,871 words Female/AFAB Reader. 

Warning: Awkward flirting. Unrealistic bidding. This is all fun. 

Notes: Is it December? No. Did I want to finish this challenge I set for myself? Yes. Day ten of the 12 days of Fluffmas!  Comments and reblogs fuel my writing, likes are appreciated. Thank you so much for reading, it’s appreciated and means the most.

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“I can’t believe you dragged me into this.” You whisper playfully to Louise as you walk arm in arm into one of the local bars. The place had been decked out in twinkling lights and snowflakes, holiday music pumping through the speakers.

“I won tickets in the raffle, and I was told that Derek wouldn’t be interested in this.” Louise beams at you. You two had become fast friends at work, and she was someone who was so effervescent and bright it was hard to say no. “Plus, it goes to a good cause, we don’t have to bid on anything.”

There are a few donation buckets for local charities, as well as a couple signs that say that all profits of the evening will be donated. A few days ago, your office had held a holiday party, as well as a raffle for tickets to a special charity auction. Louise appears at your elbow holding two cocktails, handing you one.

“Let’s grab a table.” She says, her excitement is contagious, and you can’t help but grin.

Once you’re settled at a table, you get a chance to look around at the people packed into the bar. Most are dressed in their holiday finest, conversation and laughter adding to the buzzing energy in the room. There are servers wandering around, carrying trays of drinks and snacks. One walks by and you do a double take, nearly choking on your drink.

The server is tall, heavily muscle, stunningly handsome with a smile that was brighter than anything you dared to look at without sunglasses. He was also only wearing a pair of red velvet shorts with white faux fur at the waistband and hem.

“See something you like?”

Oh. His voice is warm and rich, slides down your back smooth and easy. Louise kicks you under the table and you squeak, realizing you’ve been staring at him mute. “Yes. Yeah, sure we’ll take some of that. Those.” You point to the appetizers on the tray he’s offering. “The snack. Snacks.”

His laugh is just as good as his voice, plush lower lip caught between his teeth when he winks, placing a plate on the table between you and Louse before walking off.

“Smooth.” Louise says. “Real smooth.”

“Did you see him?” You mutter, taking a sip of your drink. “Snack. Snack.” You pinch the bridge of your nose. “I’m not allowed to talk for the rest of the night, okay?”

“Sweetheart, that man is a whole fucking buffet.” Louise is tracking him around the room. “Hell, all the waiters are full on meals. Snacks serving snacks.”

You dare to look around, seeing that most of the servers were dressed like the one who had stopped by your table. There are a few women as well, wearing red tank camisoles and shorts trimmed in faux fur just like the men.

A bell clangs loudly, the conversation dying down. The lights in the bar go down, the music getting a little quieter. There’s a squawk of microphone feedback, the crowd protesting. “Ladies and Gentlemen, we at the Hard Deck would like to welcome you to our first annual Secret Santa Auction! My name is Penny, and I will be your MC for the evening.” Cheers rise, some whistling. You clap, getting caught up in the merriment.

“All evening you have seen what is up for auction. Our lovely servers have volunteered not only to help me host this evening, but their time as well.” The woman with the mic is all smiles and beautiful. “Those who place the highest bid on each of our lots…” she points to the servers who wave. “Will win a dinner date with the Helper Elf they win. Proceeds will be split between a few local charities.”

You can feel the grin spreading on Louise’s face, the weight of her gaze. “Oh no.”

“Oh yes.” She lights up. “I mean when’s the last time you went out on a date?”

“It wouldn’t be a date.” You motion between the two of you. “This, this is more of a date than what that would be.”

“Think of it as doing a good deed. All proceeds go to the sweet puppies and kittens.”

“You’ve lost your mind.” You mutter.

“You’re thinking about it. Chase that thought.” Louise grins.

“First up, we have a Helper Elf Bobby who is sweeter than sugar, and definitely on the nice list.” Penny’s voice amplified by the mic calls out. Standing next to her is a man, in the same shorts, but he’s wearing a t-shirt that matched the women’s camisoles. “A true Southern gentleman, he’s got a little spice but don’t worry, he’ll treat you like royalty. And, if you play your cards right, he’ll let you know what Bob really stands for.”

There’s some hooting and hollering, a few wolf whistles. The man, Bobby, next to Penny flushes darkly, but smiles. One of those smiles that is sweet but promises mischief.

“Bidding starts at 50 dollars!”

Bids climb quickly, a bidding war between two women. The bell clangs again, the final bid being $600. Bobby blows a kiss to the woman who placed the winning bid and disappears down a hallway.

“Please see Santa Mav, and we’ll get your gift all sorted.” Penny says, pointing to a man wearing a Santa hat and fake beard. “We’ve got two more Helper Elves waiting to make dinner plans with you, and then we’ll take a little break.”

“Our next Helper Elf is the beautiful Natasha!” A woman with dark hair and a wicked smile stands next to Penny. “If you’re lucky enough to join this spitfire for dinner, be on your toes. She’s got beauty and brains as well as an impressive right hook.”

There’s a few more good-natured catcalls and wolf whistles.

“A creature of legend, Phoenix will be someone you won’t ever forget. Bidding starts at $50 please!” The bids move even faster than they did with Bob, capping out at $750. Natasha waves at the winner, a deep flush on her cheeks before she’s disappearing down the same hall Bob had.

“Square up with Santa Mav!” Penny calls. “We have one more Helper Elf….” Protesting groans interrupt her. “For now, we’re going to let you all have a bit more fun before we bring out more beef.”

The server from earlier takes his place next to Penny. He towers over her, the twinkling Christmas lights making his skin nearly glow with warmth. His smile is so easy and gentle, and you swallow hard when his gaze seemingly lands on you. He winks, and butterflies explode in your tummy.

“There’s no way I can afford this.” You mutter, “I mean dinner with him is going to be ridiculous.”

“You’re getting it.” Louise grins. “Consider it my gift to you.”

“Louise,” you hiss.

“There’s a spark between the two of you. Let’s see what happens.” She grins, taking a sip of her drink. “It’ll be a great story to tell your parents. ‘This is my boyfriend, I won him in an auction.’”

You can’t help but laugh at that. You glance toward the makeshift stage and he’s watching you. There’s no mistaking it, warm brown eyes locked on you, his smile no less warm, but a bit softer.

“This is Helper Elf Javy.” Penny draws out his name, cheers rising once more. “While Southern boy Bob is all sugar, Javy is all spice. Hailing from New Orleans, this hot Cajun man will have you howling at the moon like a wild Coyote.” Once the yells had died down, Penny continues. “Bidding starts at $50.”

“Two hundred!” Louise yells.

“Two-fifty,” another woman calls.

“Three hundred.” A third enters the bidding war.

“Louise.” You glare at her, and she ignores you.

“Christmas and birthdays for the next ten years.” She mutters. “Six-fifty.”

“I’m splitting this with you.” You mutter.

 “Deal, but I’m not going on the date.” Louise grins, “plus it’s a tax write off.” She winks. The bid had had risen, “Eight hundred!” Louise yells.

“Sold!” Penny calls out, ringing the bell. “Please see Mav and get everything settled.” Javy blows a kiss toward your table, and Louise ‘catches’ it, pressing it to your cheek.

“Come on,” Louise takes your hand, taking you over to the man dressed in the Santa suit. “Can we split this?”

He grins at the two of you, “Of course. Cash or cards ladies?” You pay your half with cash and a card, Louise paying off her half as well. “The winner can go ahead and join Coyote in the back room. Chat for a little bit and figure out some of the details.” He hands the two of you receipts.

“Now, go get your date.” Louise teases. “I’ll keep the table for us.”

You wander down the hallway, the noise of the bar fading away. You knock on a door labeled with a ‘staff only’ sign, and it opens. Javy is standing in front of you, that wide, beautiful smile on his face.

“I was hoping I’d see you.” He offers his hand, and you take it, letting him pull you further into the room. The door closes behind you. “If this wasn’t your type of thing, I was going to try to catch you before you left.”

“It’s not,” you laugh softly. “My friend won tickets to the auction, and she decided that you would be a good person to set me up with.”

“That’s a good friend.”

You introduce yourself properly, and the way he says your name makes your breath hitch. “I think it’s really sweet that you’re volunteering yourself.”

“It’s for a good cause.” Javy says. “When can I take you to dinner?” He pauses, flashing another one of those mega-watt smiles. “I mean, I’ve got a couple more hours here, and we could get something to eat afterward.”

“Is there anything open that late?”

“Sugar,” he says softly, and you look up from your shoes. “I’m asking you out now, not just for the dinner.”

“Really?”

He reaches out, gently lifting your chin up. His eyes are warm and gentle, his smile no less radiant, but far gentler. “Yes, really. I nearly forgot my name when I saw you walk in. I switched with one of the others so I would be able to talk to you at the table.” Javy’s touch is so warm and gentle, and you can’t help but smile back at him.

“I would like to get something to eat with you. Tonight.” You say, the words coming out in a jumbled rush. “And maybe two weeks from now. Saturday night.”

“I’d like that.” Javy says, writing his name with yours under the date that you tossed out for the auction dinner.

There’s a knock on the door before it opens slightly, a man sticking his head in. “We’ve got fifteen more minutes, Javy. I can’t stall for you any longer buddy.”

“I’ll be right there Rooster.” Javy says. The door closes, and he turns to you. “I’ll meet you in the parking lot after?” He shifts his weight, and you smile. It’s cute that this massive man is acting shy.

/end

[pansy-placebo]

Had a very big day today! I woke up very late, started the laundry and I was juuust finishing breakfast my boyfriend bursts in and announces he's going to the beach. Right now. So I had to rush to get ready to join him since I also wanted to go to the beach.

Turns out he was meeting with more people than I initially thought so after the hassle of meeting up (involved a little walking), we spent like an hour on the beach. It was gorgeously sunny and as warm as it really gets around here, so my boyfriend and others went to swim, paddle or board in the seawater water. I just read a book and enjoyed the sunshine. I was definitely the gothest man on the beach that day lol, decked head to foot in black and grey, neck laden with necklaces. It felt good to look nice in public, and the black kept me from needing my jacket for most of it.

I lost a lot of spoons just walking two and from places, like from the car to the beach to find people and back to grab my stuff. I could see the spoons falling out of me and clattering on the ground where I walked, leaving a stream of precious invisible cutlery.

I was already very low on energy but we had a performance to watch, we booked the tickets ages ago and my friend was performing. It was a pole dancing/ aerial hoop show by a local group.

It was a great time!! Lots of cool performances, skilled dancers/athletes, great music and really well-done lighting. For one of the songs, the lights pulsed to the music which was really cool and added a lot of drama. There were also a few team performances of two people on the same hoop/pole, synched acts, etc and they were phenomenal. The acrobatics there were really impressive and the costumes were 😘👌 It overall involved a lot of clapping and hooting on my part so I lost the last of my energy doing that lol.

They held a raffle. My friend who performed and I were both vying for a knitted bolero thingy, and they actually won it! Drat. I wanted it. Still, I won 2 prizes! A painting of daffodils and some interesting acrylic earrings.

After the performance, I was lagging very far behind my bf and a friend while going to the car. I'm pretty much completely drained, my legs are sore, this is the most walking I've done in a while, probably the most so far this year. I wish I had a pedometer because I'd like to know what my current limits are and build on them.

Anyway, it was a fun day I thought it worth writing down. :3

I've taken some painkillers and some CBD gummies, finished some food I left earlier as a before-bed snack, and am currently working up the energy to go brush my teeth.

Tomorrow, my boyfriend, his boyfriend and some friends are going on a big day out that I already figured I wouldn't be able to attend, but now that I've had such a big day I know for sure I'll be absolutely wiped out.

Here's hoping the pain won't be so bad tomorrow, and that I can at least muster up the energy to go sit in the sunshine outside. I could probably put a blanket/towel down outside on a green patch near the house and chill there, if weather allows. 🤞

[oh-the-horror-reviews]

FILM REVIEW: Five Nights at Freddy's (2023)

As a FNAF fan, this film finally getting released made my year. A comfy night me and my little brother spent using the movie tickets I won at a coffee cart raffle, eating candy and popcorn and then having Thai takeout to wrap the night up. A nostalgia trip for both of us.

WARNINGS FOR: heavy plot spoilers for the film and original games, mentions and descriptions of gore, child death, child abuse (physical) and blood

POSITIVES

And that's really what this movie is, a nostalgia trip. Because I want to make one thing clear. If you haven't seen anything about FNAF, especially the silver eyes trilogy of novels, you probably aren't going to enjoy the film. If you only know fanon information and nothing about the canonical lore you probably aren't going to enjoy this film either... that's two things (/ref).

The final 'twist' isn't well set up because that's not what they were trying to do. From the very start a FNAF fan knows that 'Steve Raglan' (played by THE Matthew Lillard! One of two original Ghostface killers!) is absolutely William Afton. The final fight is just fan service for us fans and not a well plotted, set up reveal. What's the point of it? Acting as if we don't already know?

The choice to make the characters like Mike, Abby, Garrett, the missing children, Vanessa, etc parallels of existing characters in the FNAF universe instead of new people or exact adaptations is something I actually liked as well. I've heard some people are confused about it or just don't like it but a lot of that comes from expectations before the film released.

A LOT of people had it in their heads that the movie was going to be some hardcore jumpscare and gore-fest because "FNAF is so dark!" when... let's be real here. The darkness of FNAF has always come from lore behind the games and not visual representations of it. The closest we've ever really gotten to gore is some red pixels during one of the FNAF 3 minigames depicting William Afton's death in the springlock suit.

It's 2023 we can like kids horror either out of nostalgia or genuinely thinking it's good. Plenty of adults like Goosebumps and whatever. This movie was never going to be an R16-R18 horror. Imagine cutting off a good 3 years of your fanbase for 'accuracy' that isn't even accurate! Knowing how trapped and lost the missing children are after having their lives cut so short by such a selfish monster is already dark and way more accurate to how the games handled the lore.

It probably doesn't help that Scott helped work on the film and considering he's a devout anti-abortion, donating to homophobic politicians in secret Christian I doubt he would've been okay pushing the gore too far.

If anything, the lighthearted tone touching on the missing children still being actual children and not just murder machines makes the few gore and blood scenes even more shocking. The aunt's team of vandals getting attacked, the babysitter getting CUT IN HALF and the springlock scene at the end of the film are all good at raising the tension in such a colourful environment focusing on a family focused story.

CRITICISMS

The only two things I could criticize are:

1) Elizabeth Lail's acting. As Vanessa, she's noticeably more... exaggerated than her other cast members who all try to come off as realistic as they can for their characters. And not in a Renfield or Jack Griffin type of way where they're just purposefully odd or straight up nuts compared to everyone else. Just some of her line deliveries are a bit 'off' or even a little cringy? It's not that big of an issue and you don't notice it most of the time but I thought I'd mention it.

2) The lack of context for Vanessa and William's father-daughter relationship. It's heavily implied that William abused Vanessa as a child. Seeing how he behaves around her even as an adult, treating her less like a person and more of a tool or a verbal punching bag and with his track record with his kids in other universes (slapping daughters and gassing sons with hallucinogenic gas really doesn't get you father of the year) and the fact he gave a dead kids toy to his own kid as some fucked up 'trophy', it's pretty obvious.

But we really don't get any deeper context for her behaviour during the film specifically. Vanessa constantly lies and hides information in the film and it comes off as very, very annoying for a while. We can see by the end that William put that behaviour in her as a child so he wouldn't be caught murdering kids because his daughter told people what he was doing. But we never get to see much of this other than the brief confrontation at the final fight so it's harder to sympathize with her almost getting Abby killed. The movie's pacing is good so I think they could've pushed a few extra scenes in with her and William without slowing anything down. We all knew who he was anyway and they didn't have to reveal she was his daughter before the end because in the games she's already a brainwashed follower of his ideals.

WOULD I RECOMMEND THIS MOVIE?

Yes! It's fun, colourful and good for people who don't like non-stop nasties for a movie night but are still interested in something tense. Just don't expect to love it nearly as much if you know nothing about FNAF or the canon lore ("why is Cassidy not a girl?" "why is Cassidy blonde?" tiktok comments are starting to get to me)

A fun watch for fans and light horror fans :)

[daja-the-hypnokitten]

I heard you're enjoying The Brewers season starting. Tell us some of your favorite Baseball memories, please?

Oh, gosh, there are *so many* moments...

1) The year Opening Day fell on my spring break when I was in HS, so dad took the day off of work to take me to the game... I don't remember what season, or who we were playing at this point, but getting to the park early, "tailgating" with subs from Milio's, and just enjoying the atmosphere of a parking lot full of fans before heading in... it was a really good day.

2) Or the year that mum won tickets to the Fancy Food Area of Miller Park in a raffle/fundraiser, and we got to go eat *ridiculously* fancy food before the game started. I dunno that I'd want to do it again - it was a bit much for me, baseball's about hot dogs (or bratwurst, it IS Wisconsin after all) and nachos and cracker jacks, not super duper fancy food, but it was fun to have the experience.

3) Or September 2008, the last series of the season. Second to last *game* of the season, playing for the wild card and a playoff spot, being in the crowd when the Brewers won, knowing that they just needed to win more to make it to the playoffs? *gosh* that was a moment.

4) But the best memory, I think, *has* to be October 2008. Game 3 of the NLDS, Brewers-Phillies, the first playoff game in Miller Park since 1982 - the Brewers hadn't made the playoffs since the lost the world series to the Cardinals.

Now, there was a player who had been playing for the Brewers his ENTIRE career, until the Brewers declined to extend his contract and he went to the Phillies in the '07/'08 off-season, Geoff Jenkins. Geoff was *OURS*, we Milwaukee fans, and even though he'd struggled at bat for a couple of years, we LOVED him.

He got the loudest ovation of any player in that stadium during pre-game introductions. Never mind the fact he was playing for the Phillies. Geoff was ours, and we were dead-set on showing him how loved he still was by the Brew Crew fans. Not even CC Sabathia - the pitcher who *catalyzed* our ability to be in the playoffs that year - got louder applause. To be there for that ... gosh, I can't explain in words how *powerful* that moment was.

We won the game. Lost the series, 3-1, and the Phillies went on to win the World Series, but still. Being in Miller for that game, that first playoff win in 26 years ... oh, it was a MOMENT I treasure.

[coreytravelogue]

Ode To My Travel Companions

It has been awhile since I have wrote in here, I did write something awhile back but decided not to post it as it was laced with the kind of emotion I don't like putting here all that much. While I know I have broken the internal rule of keeping my demons away from this blog multiple times I still try to abide by it.

Tomorrow marks the 9 year anniversary of my trip to Europe and I know what you are thinking. For fuck sakes Corey enough with talking about Europe 9 years ago. One year from now will be 10 years since maybe celebrate it then, and how about a novel idea of doing another trip. You are right and all in due time.

I wanted to write at least something for August and the idea came when my jacket's zipper broke. For a moment I got really depressed because this jacket is more than just an ordinary jacket this jacket is my travel jacket. After the initial worry of losing my jacket was overtaken with sheesh Corey just replace the zipper but it got me thinking of the 4 items I take with me on just about every trip and how much they mean to me and feel like this August would be a good time to pay homage to them because they all come with a backstory and oddly enough a very similar backstory at least in theme. Of course they are all linked through travel but linked in what they meant to me at the start and how it evolved. Lets start my 2 most obvious companions.

in 2012 and 2013 I often attended a live podcast called Geeks VS Nerds, during the intermission they had a raffle. I started to notice that they never mixed up the bowl before picking from it so I decided to spend 20 bucks on tickets right before the raffle and I was winning every time. It became a thing till they figured out how I won of course. Most of the stuff I won I gave to my friends at Nerd HQ as a way to level out my karma plus most of the stuff I didn't want anyway. However one of if not the biggest prizes I won was a hand sown version of the Jayne hat, the hat on the left side of the picture.

For those who like me at the time I didn't know what a Jayne hat is it comes from the show FireFly, a show I am not much of a fan of outside of what the meaning of the hat or what it meant for me.

At first I did not want the hat, what would I do with hat like that that barely keeps my head warm and from a show I didn't care for? I even tried to give it away to a friend of mine, Dani. However Dani didn't feel comfortable taking it. I would like to think she instinctively thought that me and this hat should not be separated and that life had bigger plans for me and it than with her but chances are she probably didn't want the hat either.

Not long after that though I decided to travel to Europe and it didn't take long for me to figure out what I could use this hat for. I love the movie Amelie and always found the gnome around the world thing was a neat thing and thought why not do that but with hat. I was the only one I knew with that hat, everyone knew I had that hat and I hate taking selfies of myself so this was a best of both worlds.

However a few months before the trip I realized that I should buy a back up, just incase I lose the one I had and that is where the Jayne hat not he right side of the picture came from as I bought that one at a comic book store a month or so before the Europe.

The rest is pretty much history with my 2 Jayne hats, they have accompanied me in just about every place I have ever been to except Whitehorse because I for some stupid reason forgot to bring them. They are a staple of my travels and at times what drives my travels. I do not know if travel feels the same without those two with me.

This picture has a lot of history behind it and always makes me a little emotional, it looks like just a typical photo and it is but is more I know what I was thinking and feeling at that moment and no one could know it unless I told you. I won't tell you today but I also show this picture because you see the last two items I wish to pay homage to; my travel jacket and my messenger bag.

A month or so before I went on my trip my parents visited me in Vancouver for the last time and decided they wanted to buy me my travel supplies to make sure I was prepared. We went to a store called Atmosphere and I needed a jacket. The thing is I only had a jean jacket which is good for summer but not for winter and I had a winter jacket which is only good for winter obviously. I was going to be traveling in September, October and half of November. I needed a jacket that was light enough to not smother me during the late period of summer but warm enough to get me through all of fall. Of all the jackets the store help shown me it was that jacket that seemed right to me. I can't really remember why but I know the biggest selling point was inner pockets. It's hard to find that in jackets anymore but it is very important to me especially during traveling front pockets are easily pick pocketed however inner jacket pockets lower that risk at least a little bit. I know that was the biggest selling point of the jacket. I am pretty sure I didn't want it because it was too expensive and I didn't like my parents buying this stuff for me but they didn't care. So the jacket was mine and has remained mine ever since. Unlike the other 3 items I use this jacket the most and all through the year or at least when the weather is fine for it and given it is Vancouver this much of the year. Like my hats I can see myself ever not having the jacket in my life though I know of all of my items this jacket will be the first go given how much I have used it and much wear and tear is on it already. When it is no longer useable I will still keep it with me, in fact I may even want to be buried in it if it makes environmental sense. That is how much I love it and how much it means to me.

Lastly is my messenger bag. As I mentioned I was a part of a group called Nerd HQ and during my time there some of us did something called craft exchange where it was nearly a secret Santa. I suck at crafts but I thought it would be a good way to make pies for someone. I made 2 pies for one person but someone ho was my friend Tara's friend made me this messenger's bag. I feel so ashamed of myself now but at first I didn't like it. Like with the hat I thought what the hell would I use this bag for? There is no buttons or anything it looked like it had no real practical use. it took my friend Tara to sit me down and give me a well deserved tongue lashing to realize it is the thought that counts and you should be grateful someone put this much effort into something like this for you. She could not be more right, it did not take long for me to warm up to it and again once it became obvious I was going to Europe this messenger's bag immediately had a use and that bag became absolutely invaluable to me. I had a camping backpack but that is too large and bulky to bring everywhere I needed something compact, light and portable to carry stuff and that bag was absolutely perfect in so many ways. Perfect size to carry vinyl records and it had 2 inner pockets, one for my iPad and another was originally for my phone but over time became became the battery pocket. I cannot stress how much I love this bag now. It is also the most fragile though so I only use for travel.

So those are my four travel companions. 4 that have accompanied me on most if not all of my travels in the past 9 years and I hope for the next 9, 18 or 30 years. Doubtful but I will cross that bridge when I get there. They are and remain important pieces to me and my life.

They are constant reminders that sometimes you need to give something/someone a chance to reveal it's worth or you will miss out on so much. Sometimes what you want is not exactly what you need. I don't know if I will ever learn that lesson fully and it will always wind up hurting me.

So with that what is next. I plan on going to Edmonton and Victoria in October, I know yawn but you can't imagine how hard, expensive and stressful it is to travel right now. I could give you a story as to why but I am waiting till the trip that has given me grief is happening occurs to tell it.

There is of course another trip to Newfoundland but that is nothing new either. I know I have promised to do lots of travel over the years but there are a lot of underlining as well as obvious reasons as to why I haven't. Barring something seriously bad happening to the world and/or me I will be traveling in 2024 and it will be somewhere different, unique and/or fun. The plan is Japan, to burn all of my leave split between Newfoundland in December if I am still in Vancouver next year and Japan in November when I turn 40. If I am living in Newfoundland at that time then I am spending as much of my leave time as I can on Japan and leave a little time off for Christmas.

If not Japan, then Australia if affordable (which the tin of itself is doubtful) and if neither of those places are doable or affordable I am going back to Europe again because even though I have been to many of the places there at least twice I know I will have fun there and it would feel even sweeter to be back there 10 years later but I do want it to be Japan. Japan has always been #1 on my list but I never did. There is no better time than now or next year to finally see that place to cap off what has been period of highs and lows for me in my life that is my 30s. Till the next time shazbot nanu nanu.

[corruptedcaps]

Winner takes it all

Harley never won anything. She considered herself one of life’s losers unfortunately but she didn’t let it stop her from entering raffles or buying the occasional lottery ticket. So it definitely came as a surprise when she found out she had won a free session at a new nail salon. She honestly couldn’t even remember entering the competition but went along to claim her prize. It had been ages since she had a manicure and her nails were looking rather dirty and ratty.

However when she got there they told her it wasn’t just a manicure but also free acrylic nails too. She asked if she could decline them as it wasn’t really her style but they said unfortunately it was all part of the prize. She figured she would just pick something simple so agreed. Unfortunately all the nails they showed her were long unwieldy things. Longer, louder and pointier than she would ever have chosen but she felt it would be awkward to pull out now so picked the set that looked like it would be the easiest to trim later.

The girl helping her, Lisa, seemed surprised by her choice but got to work all the same starting with massaging and cleaning Harley’s hands which she enjoyed. It was so soothing that she almost felt like she was in a trance. By the time Lisa was getting ready to put on the fake nails Harley felt little to no resistance to having it done.

“These are going to look amazing on you, not a lot of girls go for the alpha bitch package as their first set but I know you’ll love them.” Lisa said. Harley was about to ask what she meant when the Lisa stuck the first nail down on her finger and Harley felt a powerful surge coarse through her body like nothing she had ever felt before. It felt good.

“How is that feeling Charlotte?” Lisa asked.

“Actually it’s Har-” Harley said wanting to correct her but got cut off by the pleasure of a second nail getting placed on her finger.

“What was that Charlotte?” The girl asked.

“Why should I correct her? Charlotte sounds so much better than Harley.” She heard herself think.

“I was going to say it feels fucking fantastic. What kind of nails did you say these were?” She asked letting a soft moan escape her lips. She gasped as another nail was placed.

“They are the Alpha Bitch set, our most expensive and sought after set. They will make you the envy of all women and the desire of all men. After they work their magic of course.” Lisa said with a knowing smile as she placed another nail. That’s when Charlotte felt the changes. She felt her body begin to shift and change as bones creaked and fat moved.

“God what’s happening to me? I feel so yummy and bitchy, I love it!” She said aloud as the changes continued. Any disbelief about what was happening was overridden by the immense pleasure she was feeling. Images of being a bossy mean girl filled her mind as her hair became thicker and her skin became softer. A sexy smile crossed her lips as she thought about being the bully for once. It was intoxicating but there was a nagging voice in her head telling her this wasn’t right.

“Wait no this is wrong. Why do I want to feel hot and bitchy? I’m a good person. These nails are evil! I don’t want to look like a stuck up bratty bitch. Do I?” She said out loud as her mind was at war with itself.

“Would you like me to stop and remove the nails? Doing so will reverse what is happening and put you back to normal.” Lisa said pausing for a moment.

‘Normal? Who wants to be normal when they can be a queen! Oh fuck! I want this! No I need this! I don’t want to just look like a bratty bitch, I will be one! I will get a clique of beta bitches to praise and fear me. I can stop being a loser all my life and start being a winner!” Charlotte thought to herself. She was just tasting corruption, now she wanted to bathe in it.

“Don’t you dare fucking stop! Put those nails on me this instant!” She hissed at Lisa. Another nail quickly came down on her hand causing her eyes to roll back into her head momentarily from pleasure. A wicked smile crossed her lips.

Her posture changed as she looked at her hand full of long fake nails. She sat up straight sticking out her increasing large chest and flicked her hair back with her new nailed hand like she had seen a million mean girls do before her.

“Wow they are looking fabulous on you Charlotte.” Lisa said. Charlotte looked at her nails with a smirk loving the compliment and also the hint of jealousy buried in it. Charlotte couldn’t help but run her hand over every inch of herself, loving the sensation of the sharp tips against her skin. She marvelled at how the nails reacted to her body.

Running them over her mouth caused her lips to grow and plump. Touching her arm sent out a ripple of tan across her body. Lisa watched in amazement at the changes. It wasn’t the first time she had witnessed the power of the nails but it always exciting her to see. She just hoped one day to save up enough money to get herself some.

The waves of pleasure hit less and less as each subsequent nail was placed on her other hand. Not because the power was diminishing but because Charlotte’s body was growing accustomed to their potency. It felt natural to feel so good. To feel confident and dominant. Each nail had stripped away a piece of her goodness until her soul was blackened fully. As the last nail slid into place she shivered shaking out her hair which seemed to lose its brown as she did and turn bitchy blonde complete with a mean girl ponytail.

“About time! Don’t you ever stop midway again.” Charlotte said cruelly to Lisa as she pulled her hand out of the nail girl’s grasp as the job was compete. Again Lisa was used to this kind of attitude with customers of these nails. They got off on being mean and hot when their transformation was complete. Lisa couldn’t blame them especially because it was what she wanted one day.

Charlotte looked at her new nails proudly, she couldn’t wait to get home and see how they felt on her pussy although somehow she already knew she’d love it.

“I hope the nails are to your satisfaction and remember that you will need to get them replaced once a month to maintain their power.” Lisa said cleaning up her station and for a moment Charlotte panicked. She didn’t have nearly enough money to buy this service monthly, she couldn’t have got these set of nails had she not won them but then she caught her new appearance in the mirror and knew she wouldn’t have to worry about it. She was too hot to ever want again. In fact she would enjoy finding some rich fool to fund her new addiction and lifestyle. She was a winner now.

[vvatchword]

Mistakes happen and everyone makes them--sometimes we make terrible ones. What you do AFTER the mistake is the real question of quality. Covering up the mistake? Not being forthright with the mistake? That mistake involving minors? Oh, gross, gross, gross.

But NaNoWriMo! My darling! How could you!

like I can't stress this enough: NaNoWriMo is why I'm a writer. I learned how to finish what I started. Without it, I might very well still be writing and rewriting the same first five chapters of a thing. I certainly wouldn't be GOOD at writing. Which sounds a bit dramatic, perhaps, but for ten years at a stretch I wrote at least two completed novels a year. They were shitty novels and I wouldn't show them to anyone, but I did it, and I got lots of practice. I wouldn't have tried to do that without NaNo.

It's NaNoWriMo that introduced me to Scrivener and Aeon Timeline. Hell, NaNoWriMo is why Scrivener exists at all.

Watching NaNo do this is kinda like watching a door swing shut behind you.

The good news is that NaNo has not always been terrible--especially when I started using it. It was still bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Now it is a Company. Is there some rule that makes companies turn into bitches? Why???

I have two NaNoWriMo mugs sitting next to me right now. One of them is from 2008. I won it in a raffle. When the handle broke off, I changed its job to pen-holder. I've been looking for another one that's just like it to drink coffee out of. God, I don't want to look at it and feel sad.

I don't think I will. I think I'll remember that evening in the school library when I won the raffle twice in a row and opted to give my ticket to the girl sitting next to me, and she got a flashdrive and I got the mug, and we walked back to the parking lot together talking about our stories.

I can still write without the umbrella of an organization, but November just won't feel the same.

I've gotten to this point with drama where I immediately suspect it and don't pass judgment until I've had time to research and watch a while. People are freaking fuckers in every quadrant.

So finding out that NaNoWriMo, my darling, my beloved, really is a piece of trash?

Oh, lord. I'm in a mood.

[marycecilyy]

Hey could you do headcanons for the mcl guys (or if not all of them castiel, armin, and kentin) when their S/O is a famous singer? Thank you❤

Oh god this turned out so longer than I expected huahahushaushu

First of all, these are too long to be headcanons, all three of them have more than 1k words each. Also, I changed a bit the prompt. It's more like "Candy has the dream of becoming a famous singer". The rest you'll see... I'll only say that I'm very proud of this one ;)

Castiel, Armin and Kentin with a Candy that wishes to be a famous singer

Castiel

Castiel wasn’t one to be friendly to new students, but he knew you weren’t like any other when you came to him and asked if Winged Skull was one of his favorite bands too. He was shocked to know that there was another person at Sweet Amoris who enjoyed the same bands as him. Yes, bands (in plural). After he answered that, yes, Winged Skull was his favorite band of all times, you started talking about your common interests and discovered that there were many.

He was a very closed off guy, but somehow you managed to break into his skull in a short time and, in a few months, you turned into best friends.

When Debrah came back and that whole situation happened, your fight with Castiel had a lot of impact over you. In your head, you had just lost your best friend forever. Fortunately. Lysander not only helped you recover from the blow and gave you energy to gather your friends and expose Debrah, but also helped you admit to yourself that, you did have feelings for Castiel.

Once she was unmasked and ran away like a coward, things quickly came back to normal. In less than one week, you had restored your reputation, your friends apologized for misjudging you, Castiel and you were once again friends. The only difference was that you knew that you were in love with him.

You didn’t tell him about your feelings right away, you decided to keep your friendship and focus a bit on your lifelong goal: become a music star. You started learning how to sing properly and doubled the days of your guitar lessons. Castiel even helped you get into the music club (they were full when you got into Sweet Amoris, but he found a way to enroll you).

You knew that your chances of actually becoming famous were pretty low, the market was difficult and depended a lot on having the right contacts. That was why, while you tried putting your name out there, your plan was to get a degree in music as soon as you finished high school. Antheros Academy offered a good education and was close, it was your best option.

As you channeled your energies towards your goal, Castiel started to acknowledge his own sentiment towards you. He liked to watch your focused face as you tuned your guitar and your singing voice earned a sweet accent all of the sudden. He always considered you a special girl, but, to his surprise, feelings were starting to develop inside his closed off chest.

That was why, as soon as he won those concert tickets on a raffle, he knew he’d take you there as your first date. Luckily for him, you accepted right away. Castiel had a feeling that night would be something else.

And it really was, as he kissed you, without even thinking it through, when the vocalist sung what he knew was your favorite tune. When you kissed him back, he wrapped his hands over your waist and lifted you up, feeling your warm lips open up for him.

The months that followed were full of bliss. With you and Castiel officially dating, the school had a lot to talk about. Amber pestered you quite a bunch of times, but that didn’t mess with your relationship at all. Everything was perfect, as it was supposed to be.

But that didn’t last long. Right after you finished high school, your dad had to move to another town because of his job and you had no choice but to go too. You were sure that your relationship would survive the distance, after all, you were in love. This situation would be worked out.

Castiel came to your new house a couple of times and you two called frequently, but in the end distance started to grow between the both of you… and it hurt. Knowing that Castiel was sad made you miserable and you decided to break up before it became unbearable.

You lost your count of how many nights you cried thinking about him.

4 years later.

You were zipping your jeans up when you heard a knock on your dressing room’s door. Who could it be? Your parents had already congratulated you over the phone, there was no one supposed to come that night. Did your manager schedule a press interview for after the show?

You put on your shirt and told whoever was on the other side to wait. When you finally opened the door, your jaw almost fell. You couldn’t believe he was there.

He looked exactly like in the magazines, (a bit less photoshopped, but that was to expect. You went through that as well and it sucked). His hair was shoulder-length and he wore a black shirt that showed off the tattoos up to the middle of his arm. He wore some light makeup, most on his skin, which you deduced his manager made him put on. Castiel looked like you expected him to after all those years, but one thing about him surprised you.

His eyes, although more mature and serious, had the same brightness as before.

"Are ya going to keep staring like that?” He asked and you noticed you had just been looking at him for a solid minute.

“Sorry. Come in.” You said and made space for him to enter the room. For your luck, there was nothing private to be seen, you had the habit of leaving your clothes and personal belongings messy and only cleaning up the second you had to go.

Castiel cleared his throat. An awkward silence hung between you. You hadn’t been alone with each other ever since the breakup. You two were two of the biggest stars of nowadays rock music, but you barely had any opportunity to talk. Not that you haven’t tried, it was the opposite. You avoided contact. Your fans knew you had dated in high school (you used to have pictures on your personal instagrams and fans were quick to dig over old accounts to find information about their idols), so they never expected a feat or any kind of collab. Everyone knew that you weren’t on best terms.

You remembered just a couple of days ago, when you were interviewed for one of those talk shows. The host made a lot of personal questions about Castiel and even asked if you would get back with him if you had the chance. You tried to avoid answering, but the public instantly read your unconscious signs: yes, you would.

That was why, you assumed, he was there. To make things clear. After all, because of you yours and his fans started shipping you two and got you on twitter’s trending topics. He probably was pissed. There was also a possibility of him wanting to take advantage of the situation, maybe propose a fake relationship? No, that wasn’t like him. Or was it? You barely knew him anymore.

“So… you probably guessed why I’m here. I saw your interview” You were right, then. “And I want to make things clear.” Ouch. You should prepare for the blow. “Look, we both know time has passed and we’re not the same as before. You broke up to avoid more suffering, and I get that. I really do.”

Castiel crossed his arms and glared at you. You looked back at him with fear, fear of knowing what his next words would be. “But...?” You asked.

“Tsk.” He huffed. This would be more difficult than he thought. “Look, little girl…” You felt a shiver run through your spine at the sound of the old nickname he gave you. You had always loved it, even though you didn’t say it out loud. After what felt like hours, he continued. “I don’t want to be cheesy, that’s not like me. So I’ll just say that if what all of the fans are theorizing is true.... If you do want to try again....”

Castiel took your hand and you jumped in surprise. He turned your palm to him and grabbed a pen from his back pocket. He wrote down a phone number on your hand and let go of it, capped the pen and turned around to go.

"That's my personal number. It’s pretty useful if you wanna call me without having to schedule an appointment with my manager.” You managed to laugh. You knew exactly how these things were annoying.

Inside, you were bursting with excitement. However, you answered playfully “Hm…. I’ll think about it, mr. Rockstar” Castiel chuckled and excused himself, saying that his manager would get pissed at him if he took too long. You smiled.

Maybe it was not over, after all.

Armin

When you told Armin, very early on your friendship, that your dream was to become a famous singer, he got so excited for you. He already knew that you played the guitar and was good at singing, but he had no idea that you wanted to make this your career path.

You couldn’t have chosen a better partner. Being the tech nerd that Armin was, he helped you a lot in recording your covers with the best quality possible considering the amateur camera and microphone you had.

However, the times that his presence most comforted you was when you showed him your new songs. He was always eager to see your composing progress and gave you pure honesty in his feedback, keeping in mind that he was no expert but still wanted to help you.

You always asked him for a way to return his favors, but he always said that it was his duty as your best friend to support you and that it was more than enough having you to talk about all his geek interests.

As time passed, you started to notice that you liked him way more as a friend. Without an idea of what to do, you asked Rosa and Alexy for advice. They were your closest friends apart from your crush (and you couldn’t run to him in that situation, duh)

After a dozen pro tips and date ideas from them, you decided to take Armin to the movies (basic, you knew, but couldn’t go wrong).

When you asked him if he was available Saturday night, you didn’t say properly “Hey, we’re going on a date”. Actually, you didn’t mention the word “date” at all, hoping that he would read between the lines.

And he did, because as soon as you sat and the film started, Armin grabbed your hand that was resting in the armrest and entwined your fingers. You couldn’t pay attention to what was going on screen at all and your attention was completely drawn from the movie when the boy grabbed your chin and brought your lips to his.

You only stopped kissing when the lights went on and the credits started scrolling.

“Hey…” You asked as soon as you two left the place, holding hands with him. “What was the movie about again?”

Armin laughed out loud. He teased you about it a lot before you made him confess that he didn’t know either.

A few days later, it was him who asked you out. You kept going on dates for the next week, all of them simple but interesting at the same time. However, you two weren’t dating. The whole school knew there was something going on between you two by the chuckles and timid kisses when you thought nobody saw them, but you didn’t make things official… yet. But that was about to change.

It was friday and you invited Armin over to “study” (he was sure that the afternoon would be spent between videogames and kisses, but if you wanted to call it a study session, it was okay for him).

As he comfortably sat on your bed as if it were his own, you told him to wait as you brought him some juice. When you came back, he was already grabbing his nintendo switch from his bag.

“What makes you think that we’re here to game?” You teased, handing him the glass.

“Come on, Candy, we both know that none of us are interested in learning orbital hybridization…”

“Maybe I am. I really need a good grade on those tests.” You approached him and held his jaw up so your foreheads touched. With a trailed voice, you continued. “Unless you have something more interesting to do in mind...”

Armin opened up that playful smile of his. “Oh, I do, actually.” In a quick movement that caught you off guard, he threw you in bed and started pampering you with kisses all over your face. You couldn’t stop laughing from how his hands tickled your belly, but you managed to stop him. “W-Wait, Armin!”

He looked at you, confused. “What?”

As you caught your breath, you explained that there was something you wanted to show him first. You got off the bed and went to grab your guitar that was hung up on the free wall of your bedroom.

“Did you compose a new song?” Armin deducted as you sat in front of him again, this time with your guitar in hands.

“You’ll see.” You tuned your instrument under his curious gaze. When you felt satisfied with the sound, you looked back at him. Armin didn’t miss the blush that coloured your cheeks. “I know you’d never do it, but I have to ask even so: promise you won’t laugh.”

You started playing the first chords of the song you had finished composing just a few days before. Usually, you composed simple songs that anyone could identify with, songs about friendship, inspiration, changing the world. You never wrote about your personal feelings. The notes never made you cry.

This song was special, though, because it was about him.

The day it hit you that you had feelings for him, you had the idea of writing random verses that could one day fit into a new song. After your first date, you felt so overwhelmed that, looking at the words, you decided to turn them into a song. You didn’t think it would turn into something so personal and emotional. Every note, every word, everything was clearly about him, that dorky geek you had fallen in love with.

Falling deeper every time

I can’t help but think, oh my

I’m through, but I don’t mind

Would you trade you 2D girls

For this hopeless lover

That just wants your heart?

I’ll just say that he got the message very clearly and, as soon as you finished playing, he practically jumped on you, kissing your lips with such tenderness that you almost teared up.

Of course, he asked you to be his girlfriend XD

Kentin

The first time he heard about your dream, he was still little Ken. It was one of your first days at Sweet Amoris and you two were eating cookies in the staircase. You were ranting about how sad you were that the music club was already full and you couldn’t join. Ken asked you the reason why you were so upset.

“Well… There weren’t those kind of classes in our old school. Learning how to play an instrument and sing, even during extra classes would be so cool! If I went well, maybe I’d be able to convince my dad to pay me for some private classes and then I’d be one step closer to my dream!”

“Your dream?” Ken muttered.

“Yeah! I want to become a famous singer in the future! I know that it’s impossible and even kinda silly, but-”

“No, Candy! It’s not silly at all!” Ken said. Learning more about you made him happy and he didn’t want you to think for even a second that your dream was worthless. “You shouldn't be ashamed of dreaming big. You’ll have a long, difficult path to walk through, but when you get there - and you have my word on that - I’ll be cheering for you!”

“Ken... “ You flashed your best smile at him. It meant a lot to you to have his support, he was a kind person and a very good friend (he did cross a few limits with his adoration for you, but you weren’t bothered by it). You liked being around him a lot.

-x-

“Kentin!” You threw yourself in his arms and gave him a tender kiss. “Good morning.”

Your boyfriend chuckled and held your hand, walking with you through the hallway. You talked about how your weekend had been and, between light smiles and sweet kisses, you thought of how quickly things changed between you two.

When he came back from military school, a lot of things had changed in him, including his nickname. You were facing a new person and it had been a challenge discovering Kentin and building a new relationship with him.

Even though he was a different person from before, one thing didn’t change at all and you noticed it clearly: he still liked you. Obviously he was no longer that guy who professed his feelings to everyone and followed you everywhere, he had found new ways to show you his love. You enjoyed that more mature version of him, but wished he had the opportunity to grow into a man without all the trauma he went through. You knew that most of his growth had been through suffering, and that upset you.

You didn’t know when, but somewhere into your friendship you started to grow feelings for him too. After some coaxing from Rosa and Alexy, you managed to ask him out on an official date.

The whole school already knew that Kentin was head over heels for you, but everyone was shocked to know that you loved him back as your relationship became official.

“Hey, love.”

“What?” You asked your boyfriend back as soon as you got in front of your lockers. You started looking for your books, checking that day’s classes.

“I really liked that video you posted on youtube yesterday. I never heard that song before, did you compose it yourself?”

The book you held in your hand fell to the ground. “What video?” You whispered, eyes wide.

“What do you mean, babe? That video of you singing and playing the guitar. You uploaded it yesterday night. I saw right away, you know I have my notifications turned on to all your videos. I got surprised that you decided to finally show your face and sing something of your own and- Candy? Is everything okay?”

Kentin noticed your face and got worried for you. You looked absolutely terrified.

“That video… How did you see it? I posted it as private”

“No, you didn't. It was public.” Kentin was starting to understand why you were so surprised. He put one hand on your back as you blushed and hid your face on his chest in embarrassment.

“Oh god, I can’t believe I did that! I’m so stupid! The first time I record something like that, I accidentally post it for everyone to see! Dumb, dumb Candy! Dang, now everyone’s gonna know I’m bad!”

“First of all.” Your boyfriend frowned, bringing you close to him. “You’re not dumb, you just made a mistake. And it’s okay, probably just a few people saw it. Last time I checked was before I went to sleep and it only had 20 views. But why are you so upset, Candy? Didn’t you tell me a few days ago that you were finally ready to show your face along with the covers. Did something happen to change your mind?”

“Well, I was not ready to show right away, especially not in a video that I looked terrible in. And it’s not just that. It was my first original song. I never showed it to anyone, what if it sucks?”

Kentin held your chin up and looked you in the eyes. “Candy, it doesn’t suck and you look great in the video!” You closed your eyes and snuggled close to him. “But I understand your concerns. Luckily, that can be solved if you delete the video. You’ll have other opportunities to get famous, and with better videos.”

“Yeah, I can do that.” You reached for your phone and went to your youtube page. “Fu... No way…!”

Your hands trembled. Kentin was right, the video had few views (which was good). Only 50 people had seen it, but the problem wasn’t that. For your bad luck, one of those people had been Amber. You knew that because she had left three comments on your video.

AmberOfficial: lmaooooo

AmberOfficial: Thank you for the laughs. That’s hilarious

AmberOfficial: Just give up already, looser

“That girl....” Kentin grunted, looking at your phone screen. “I swear to you, Candy, I’ll make her regret this. I’ll-”

“You don’t need to, I’m fine.”

You untangled your arms from his torso and started walking away, trying your best to hide how upset you really were. Amber was right, your music sucked. You should give up on your dream of becoming a famous singer, not only because you were bad, but also because you could barely show your face to a few people without feeling like shit. You wouldn’t be able to deal with fame.

Kentin tried to call you, but you didn’t answer. He figured you needed some time alone. He could use that time to think of something to support you and get back at Amber.

-x-

You walked out of the bathroom, your eyes red and swollen from crying. You had already deleted the video, but you couldn’t stop feeling stupid for getting so upset by a few bad comments. And feeling stupid made you even more upset.

When you got to the hallway, it was empty due to classes having already started. You probably spent half an hour locked up, but at least no one would mess with you.

You went to the garden to get some fresh air and wait until the next class started. You sat at the bench, breathed in and finally calmed down a bit.

“Candy.”

You turned around, surprised to see your boyfriend. “Kentin! What are you doing here? Classes have already started.”

He just waved his hand in a “don’t worry about that” way and sat beside you. He kissed your cheek and took your hand, checking how you were. Seeing that you seemed to be more calm, he smiled lightly at you. “So… I talked to Armin. He already found out Amber’s password and he’ll hack into Amber’s youtube account. He’ll just mess with it for a bit, delete some videos and upload some random stuff. Nothing too bad, I promise, just some memes and rickrolls.”

“Hmm…” You muttered, thinking about what he said. It wasn’t right, for sure, but you didn’t feel like stopping them. You were still hurt. “Okay. Just promise you two won’t do something serious, okay?”

He agreed. You felt a bit better, but that wasn’t enough to lift your mood and Kentin knew that. That was why he also had something else prepared. "That 's not all. I did some quick search for places where you could record that music of yours with its deserved quality. You are a good composer, Candy, believe it. Your talent doesn’t have to stay hidden in a dark room with only you, a guitar and your cellphone recording it.”

“Kentin…”

“If you want to, I’ll help you rent a studio and record your song. That would be very useful for your portfolio. I know that’s expensive, but we can find ways to-” You cut him off with a kiss. He cared about you so much, to the point of skipping classes to think of ways to make you feel better. You loved your boyfriend so much…

Lucky. You felt lucky to have him.

“I love you. Thank you for taking care of me... “ You kissed his cheek, happy to have his support. That was more than enough at that moment, Amber’s words were far behind you. All that mattered was that you could go through this.

You had Kentin, and when you had him, you had your whole world holding you so you wouldn’t fall.

[meenatranslates]

[R] Citron | Last Planet (1/2)

"It would be nice if we could solve this through discussion..."

Part 1 // Part 2

Translation under the cut

Big Haul of Coffee Jelly - Part 1

*Director's default name as Izumi

―Supermarket―

Izumi: ...I think that’s all we need for our grocery today.

Thanks for coming with me, Citron-kun.

Citron: This much is just “a piece of bread”! (1)

Izumi: Fufu, I think you mean “a piece of cake”. Let’s go home now.

Citron: Director! They're doing a raffle over there!

Izumi: Come to think of it, I’ve got a ticket for it just then.

Citron: I wanna give it a try!

Izumi: Sure, go ahead.

Citron: I’ll try to get a luxury raffle prize!

―――

*ding ding ding*

Citron: Oh! Did I get a prize?!

Salesperson: There it is! A big hit~! Congratulations! You won the third-place prize of a 1-year worth of coffee jelly!

Izumi: You won a half-year worth of pudding before, right? I can’t believe you also got it this time too! (2)

Citron: That’s a big haul right there!

Salesperson: Due to the large amount, we will deliver them at a later date. Please write down your name and address here.

Citron: I can’t wait for them to arrive! I’m sure everyone will be surprised!

Izumi: For sure, if they suddenly received a 1-year worth of coffee jelly out of nowhere...

Citron: Can you keep this a secret from them? I want it to be a surprise!

Izumi: Ahaha, okay, sure.

―Entrance Door―

*ding dong*

Deliveryman: Excuse me! You have a delivery!

Izumi: Coming! W-woah! What the-?!

(T-that’s a LOT of boxes...!)

(Are these what I think they are...?)

Deliveryman: Please sign here.

Izumi: Ah, right.

Deliveryman: Is it alright to leave them here?

Izumi: Y-yes, it’s fine.

―――

Deliveryman: Well then, thank you very much. I’ll be going now~!

Izumi: (We finally received the coffee jellies...)

(Looking at this now, there sure is a lot of them...)

Citron: Director, are the coffee jellies finally arrived?

Izumi: Y-yeah. These amounts are crazy.

Citron: Oh! There are so many! We gotta show these to everyone!

Izumi: We have to carry all these boxes first...

Citron: I’ll ask Omi and Tasuku to help!

Everyone will be so surprised! I’m so eggcited!

Part 1 // Part 2

2. Referring to Citron Romeo and Julius R card (thx anon!)

1. 朝飯後 (asa meshi go) → 朝飯前 (asa meshi mae)

noun. Meaning － Very easy, piece of cake, child’s play, easy as pie, cinch

Literal meaning － Before breakfast

[littlepadika]

Hello again @littlepadika !! 😁 hope you’re doing well❤️ I can’t stop thinking about your pero and patita drabbles!! Could you write something like pero being protective over patita??? And then show her some of his love after that??? Only if you want it!!! Love all your ddlg writing and fics!💕

hi!!! I'm loving patita and pero adventures too. Fuzzy duckling onesies and overalls and treehouses 😻. I imagine they wrestle a lot and do pillow fights and wooden sword fights. "You defeated me, warrior princess. I am at your mercy!" and sometimes you get a wittle scared when Papi doesn't pop back up and you think you've actually hurt him. "Don't cry, patita. Papi's okay. I'm right here." I digress... but yes he'd be very protective of you. Here's a thot below...

Warnings: DDLG, age regression, fear of clowns🤡

You loved the annual medieval carnival. You got dressed up in a medieval princess dress and Pero in psuedo armor. There was a bouncy castle and sword decorating station where you designed Pero a pink sparkly wooden sword. Pero easily won the archery event and the ax throwing event. You were pretty decent yourself, wining some raffle tickets. You redeemed your tickets for some candy and Pero's big wad of tickets for a giant duck stuffy.

"Another one?" Pero grumbled though his mouth twitched up in a smile. You had a big bear stuffie from last year as well.

"Mhm. This one is... Mr. Duckie!" You can barely wrap your arms around it.

"Here let Papi take Mr. Duckie. You wanted to go on the carousel, right?" Pero takes the big stuffie from you so your hand was free to hold his.

"Yes!" You tugged his hand running over to the pretty horsie ride.

That's when you saw a person dressed as a jester and covered in face paint walking towards you, waving and interacting with kids. You hated clowns. You started whining and pointing, hiding behind your papi.

"What is it?" Pero could barely see over the big stuffie in his arms.

You let out a distressed cry when you saw the jester finish with one group of people and walk closer. You didn't want to use big words, you just wanted to get away so you just ran away.

"Hey!" Pero was hot on your tail, grabbing your arm. "You don't run away from me, patita. That was very bad!" His heart raced in worry at the thought of losing you.

"But- but" You just pointed at the clown hot tears already in your eyes from having your Papi mad at you.

"Oh..." Pero's expression softened in understanding. "You don't like the clown? ¿el bufón?"

"No please don't let him get me." You push Mr. Duckie out of the way and onto the ground to hide in Pero's wide chest.

"Oh patita...Papi will always protect you." Pero held you close. Even though it was just a clown, he wanted you to know he would never let anything happen to you. He felt that protective drive awaken as you squeaked in fear. The clown was close.

Pero turned around, keeping you behind it. It was quite the sight; a big man in armor with a princess and a duck stuffed animal behind him.

"Greetings sir knight-" The clown waves and Pero stops him, drawing his wooden sword and laying the tip on the man's chest. You tightened your arms around Pero at the sound of his low threatening voice. You were sure it must be a frightening sight even with the wood sword. Pero had a large scar and piercing stare.

"I suggest you take a step back, cabrón."

"I was only-" The jester started to say but Pero stopped him again with a glare.

"You are threatening my princess and you know what an honorable knight must do to protect his princess. I suggest you find someone else to bother."

The jester swallowed letting out a "jeez man." before walking away. You smiled against Pero's armor at the man's quick retreat.

"Papi!" You hugged him tightly. "Thankie for protecting me."

"Give your knight a kiss, princess patita." Pero smirked leaning down and capturing your lips in a deep kiss. "He won't be bothering us again, patita. Now where's the food? I'm starving." He picked Mr. Duckie up and took your hand in his like nothing happened.

"Horsie ride first, pwease."

"As my princess commands." Pero grumbles, letting you lead him back towards the carousel. The food would have to wait.

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[saltminerising]

1. i feel like a lot of "banxiety" could be lifted if they just used a lighter touch with penalties. they theoretically have a strike system (i received a strike once for "taking advantage of a bug" back when the announcement forum got unlocked and people were posting silly stuff on the main page). why not give people who they discover funneled stuff a strike instead of an automatic ban? especially if they haven't done it for years. i dont know, it's just like, what are we even losing when one person is doing better than us on FR? there isn't a high score screen of earning money or anything. is it just that if a person is making dragon cash that way then they're not buying gems? i dunno. there's just no way to win FR you know. so why does it matter

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2. Y'all think staff ever takes items from the hoards of accounts that have been permanently irredeemably closed for raffles? I've always wondered that. Like if an account is never going to be accessible ever again, then all the items in the hoard/vault would just be completely lost. I've wondered if they've taken permanently retired items from accounts like that and used them in raffles

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3. It feels unfair to those who put tickets into the raffle just for one of the prizes to not be handed out. I know it’s not that deep and we probably wouldn’t have won anyway but it feels somewhat scummy? Like “Yeah we actually aren’t giving out this prize to anyone who put tickets in the raffle and we’re actually going to raffle it off again, buy even more tickets lol”

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4. All this talk about multi accounting has got me thinking about how FR is honestly one of the most lenient petsites I've ever played in that they LET YOU start over with a new acct. Any other site I play on would nuke any new accts you make after being banned for multi and IP ban you forever. No exceptions. Imo there's really no excuse for multi to begin with (just read the dang rules) but still! You get a second chance where most would still boot you.

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5. C/G from light acting like an absolute child in the gilded crown thread. "who wants boba i like boba teeheehee." Really not helping their case imo.