#Koala Festival

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Lismore Biodiversity News - Field Days and Partnerships

Lismore Biodiversity News - Field Days and Partnerships. A summary of workshops in 2023, and events planned for 2024.

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240613 Our Festival (Hangout with Yoo) Recording

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[oprarepairweek]

Buckle up everybody because the (un)official One Piece Rarepair Week is sailing your way! 🎉

♥ ONE PIECE RAREPAIR WEEK JUNE 17TH - 23RD 2024 ♥

Guidelines:

Posting begins June 17th, 2024 and will continue through June 23rd. If you're late, that's okay! Content will be reblogged long after the week ends, so take your time and have fun with it!

Please use either the #oprarepairweek or #oprarepairweek2024 tags so that we can find your post! You can also directly tag this blog (@oprarepairweek) as well.

All forms of media (art, writing, videos, etc.) are welcomed! (AI generated media is EXCLUDED.)

Sensitive content (i.e. NSFW, gore, violence, etc.) is allowed as long as it is tagged/censored appropriately.

This event is only being hosted on tumblr and AO3, but feel free to share your work on any platform!

AO3 users may add their works to the official collection.

Please note that this event is for rarepairs only. See the list under the cut for examples of ships.

Prompts:

Day 1: First Meeting | First Kiss

Day 2: Laughter | Tears

Day 3: Dancing | Sleeping

Day 4: AU | Clothing Swap

Day 5: Season | Festival

Day 6: Flirting | Jealousy

Day 7: Future | Free Day

If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask! The askbox is open 24/7 💖

As mentioned previously, this is an event for rarepairs only, so please try to avoid creating content for the more popular/well known ships in the fandom if you can! Below is a list of some of those ships to give you a general idea of what should be excluded from the event.

Zoro/Sanji

Law/Luffy

Zoro/Luffy

Marco/Ace

Kid/Law

Kid/Killer

Franky/Robin

Nami/Vivi

Luffy/Nami

Shanks/Buggy

Shanks/Mihawk

Crocodile/Doflamingo

Sanji/Ace

Zoro/Law

Luffy/Sanji

Zoro/Robin

Guidelines for what is considered a rarepair and what isn't is very loose, so don't worry too much about it if you aren't sure (and again, you can always ask!) If you happen to make something for a more "popular" ship I promise you won't get in trouble. We're just taking out the really obvious ships in order to let the less popular ones get their chance to shine ✨

And as for some of those less popular ships...if you need examples, here's a whole bunch!

Nami/Uta

Usopp/Sanji

Zoro/Nami

Law/Sanji

Shanks/Beckman

Carrot/Pudding

Robin/Hancock

Sabo/Law

Usopp/Zoro

Ace/Law

Reiju/Nami

Corazon/Shanks

Zoro/Kikunojo

Buggy/Crocodile

Sanji/Sabo

Luffy/Usopp

Nami/Koala

Buggy/Corazon

Roger/Garp

Franky/Iceburg

Tashigi/Reiju

Crocodile/Mihawk

Vivi/Rebecca

Luffy/Kid

...And tons more! This list doesn't even include any poly ships, so just use your imagination and go wild ;)

[kuro4thegays]

- What does freedom look like without you? - What I cannon take.

[Word count: 2k - 1/9] [Aventurine x male!reader] [Content: suggestive, sexual themes, angst, implied sexual abuse(off screen), jealousy(reader), misunderstanding, alcohol, set during the Penacony story]

Penacony, the land of festivities, was truly something to behold. The warm city lights, painting what otherwise might have been cold streets, and the smooth jazz setting the mood were enough to take the hearts of most tourists. Unfortunately, you weren’t here for recreational reasons.

“Aventurine…” You opened the door of your unnecessarily luxurious hotel room only to be greeted by the sight of your work partner weakly leaning against the door frame. If it wasn’t for the way he looked like he could barely stand you might have straight up closed the door on him right then and there, but you still had some bits of sympathy left. “What are you doing here-” Aventurine didn’t give you the grace to finish the sentence, falling into your arms like an unsteady chair missing one of its legs. From this distance you could feel the alcohol oozing out of the other male, making the reason for such an uncharacteristically clumsy fall rather evident. “You reek of alcohol.” You couldn’t hide your thoughts on the matter. “And you smell so nice.” Aventurine on the other hand took the chance to make his appreciation known. He hid his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling the strangely comforting smell as you tried to come up with an appropriate response. You considered pushing him away, yet somehow you could already see him walking up to your door like a lost puppy again.

“Tch” The sound that left your lips wasn’t very reassuring, but regardless you pulled the very drunk Aventurine inside. “Sit down, you need something to drink.” You said, but Aventurine stayed practically attached to you like a koala bear. “Aventurine, are you even listening?” Curse your chest for being so warm because now there was no way of getting out of the other male’s grip. “Aventurine, you’re going to feel very sick in the morning if you don’t drink something right now.” Eventually you managed to push the drunkhead’s face out of your chest, holding his cheek a bit too tenderly as you looked into those intoxicating eyes. 

“Why do I even bother?” You sighed, but frankly, not even common sense was stopping you now. You helped Aventurine sit down on the nearby sofa, gently pushing his wobbly body down onto the steady surface. “Stay here, I’ll be right back.” You ran to get some water, yet as soon as you did so you could hear his wasted whines. “You can’t be leaving me alone in this state! I might die, you know!” You should have seen this coming. You came back as quickly as you went, but it seems like not even that was enough for Aventurine. “I didn’t know -hic- that you were the type to leave your drunk partner all alone.” He slurred, but you have already learnt that such childish teasing should only be met with a dose of cold ignoring. “Drink up.” Your voice left no room for negotiation as you brought the cool glass up to Aventurine’s loose lips.

Aventurine, of course, opened his mouth, readying himself for another complaint, but your hands were clearly faster. You pushed the glass into the drunk male’s mouth and watched cautiously so that he doesn’t choke on anything. “You’ll feel awful in the morning if you don’t.” Still, your voice held that tinge of gentleness. “And I honestly don’t want to have to deal with that.” But you quickly covered its last traces. 

Thank God, Aventurine found it in himself to shut up for at least this fleeting moment, otherwise you might have had to slap the back of his head one time too many. He gulped down everything you gave him, such desperation certainly not expected by someone who was pushing it away just a moment ago. “Wow [name], you -hic- truly are the sweetest.” Aventurine chuckled while you just gave him the usual look of annoyance. “You really are no fun, hmm?” It didn’t take long for him to return to complaining. Meanwhile, you returned the glass onto the counter. “What even brings you here?” You questioned. For God’s sake you were staying in the same hotel. Was it really that hard for him to climb the extra pair of stairs? 

Aventurne’s eyes lingered on your form for a minute more than they should have, but he eventually spoke. “How about we make a game out of it?” Somehow he could predict the expression that would grace your face even just at the suggestion. “Even at this ungodly hour of the night you’re still thinking about gambling? Such a vast character you must have.” But Aventurine only chuckled in response to your harsh words. You eyed the hickeys painting the skin of his neck and shoulders. Something about them makes you mad, unreasonably so. You knew not to pry, but God dammit Aventurine was your exception in many ways. Why were you feeling this way so suddenly? Somewhere inside that head of yours you were aware of Aventurine’s abilities, his unbreakable chain of luck, but the primal, jealous side screamed louder. Ah, yes, jealousy was the name of the curse that had befallen you. “And what’s in it for you?”

“If I win you let me stay the night.” He said it a bit too quickly, almost like he has been waiting for you to ask the question. In his drunken state it seemed almost like he lost all his negotiating skills, cute. “A coin toss?” Before you could even answer he was already preparing the coin, just like the first time you met, though this time you should have known better. “I’ll be heads, if you agree, of course.” You were nodding even before he got to finish his sentence, your eyes fully focused on the coin. “My, I couldn’t predict that you would be so eager -hic- to gamble.” Aventurine’s intoxicated hand was struggling to hold the coin straight. “Ready?” But the coin was already in the air. The gambler waited silently while your eyes were practically glued to the piece of gold, yet a shame that it didn’t change the result of the gamble. Heads. This should have been expected, but you couldn’t help but furrow your eyebrows in frustration. Is this what gambling was all about? “Damn it.” You cursed under your breath. “Oh, was someone getting invested?” Naturally, his teasing would only be getting more prominent after such an easy victory. At this exact moment you would have swore that your face was as neural as it could be, but Aventurine had a keen eye, he could see that small smile decorating your features. “No, I was just…” Words failed you yet again. It was hard arguing with such a pretty face. “I think you were~” You decided to stay quiet this time, hiding your expression under your hand. “No matter.” Aventurine concluded. “Just hope that there is enough space in your bed tonight.” You swore that drunk laughing was getting on your nerves, but maybe it wouldn’t hurt to hear it one more time. “Whatever.”

You both fell silent for a moment, unspoken words still floating somewhere within your minds, yet their exit was blocked off by something called ego. You were the one who gave in first. Your curiosity prevailed. “Where were you?” Your eyes traveled down the drunk man’s neck, those red marks still causing something inside you to burn. “At a bar, duh.” Aventurine dismissed the question. Your heart craved more, but after such an embarrassing loss, reason returned to you. You knew where the line was, or at least you would like to think so. Oh, but Aventurine noticed the hunger that seeped from your eyes. “You’re eying me like a piece of meat, you know?” His speech was still somewhat slurred, but his words were nothing but serious. “If that’s how you feel you should have said so.” Aventurine chuckled, yet this time there was something different about it. His laugh, dark and deep, echoed inside your head, hindering all attempts at forming a coherent thought useless. Before you could even process it Aventurine was already sitting closer to you. Closer and closer, the only thing separating you being the thin layer of hot air flowing between the two of you. “What?” You wanted to move even closer, but that quiet voice of reason at the back of your head was begging you not to. “What is the meaning of th-” But Aventurine shushed you, his intoxicating, almost predatory gaze locked on yours. You were losing control of the situation.

“Is it not clear to you, dear?” His voice would be enough to make anyone weak. “Let me show you.” “Wait! Aven-” You were quickly shut up with a heated wet kiss. You could feel the leftover alcohol on his tongue, just kissing him could make one feel tipsy, but you had to resist. You should have been the responsible one. “What the fuck, Aventurine?!” You pushed him away, for his own safety. “Hmm?” Aventurine still seemed a little lost, licking his lips as his eyes struggled to focus. “You can’t just go around doing… what you just did. Someone could… Someone could do something to you!” Just the thought disgust you, yet you had to stay firm.

“What? Didn’t you like that?” He retorted. “You know, they tell me that I am a great kisser.” His chuckles melted with his words, the alcohol’s effects taking over his sense of rationality. “No, that’s not it!” “So you like it?” “No!” The jealousy plaguing your heart morphed into concern. Who were ‘they’? Were ‘they’ the ones whose kisses covered Aventurine’s body? Were ‘they’ multiple people? You felt paralyzed by all the questions. But this wasn’t the time. “Aventurine, you’re drunk. You don’t know what you want.”

This sentence of yours hit Aventurine harder than it was meant to. Alcohol had its way of altering what people heard and understood. “Do you not trust me?” Aventurine stepped back. “Do you think I’m trying to deceive you?” He averted his gaze, not that it mattered much when his whole world was turning blurry. “That's not it, I just…” “But I’m yours, [name]!” Your words couldn't reach him. “No, you’re not!” You spat the words out quicker than intended, yet again, their meaning lost in intoxication’s hold over Aventurin’s cognitions. Perhaps those words caused something in him to break, or at least one would assume that by the way he wobbled backwards, seemingly lost. “But… I could make you feel so good if you just let me… Why?” He said, his steps getting unsteady. 

You quickly stood up, catching Aventurine before he could fall over. “You’re too drunk for this.” You shushed him, trying the best you could to drag him to the hotel bed. “But… what I feel is real… I promise.” He mumbled, yet his lips succumbed to the alcohol’s effect. His words were barely recognizable at this point as you laid him down on the bed.

“Do you hate m…” But his lips stopped moving before he could finish. You were still leaning over him, trying to figure out what had just happened. Have you failed? What was your partner talking about? Did it even matter at this point? You were the sober one, the responsible one. Yet, you couldn’t stop things from escalating, you couldn’t protect Aventurine. At this point you too could feel the sleepless nights creeping up on you. Though…

You are going to need a cold shower after this.

[Writer’s note: So good to see you again, no I have not been promising this since... um, February. Haha, it's here guys and in multiple parts. When I originally made that post I just had in mind this first chapter, but then I realized oh damn this could be a whole fucking story. Guess what? I made it into a whole story. I hope that I'll be able to cook up the next chapter next month, but for now the only thing I know is that my next work is going to be something for Kaveh's birthday because I love him. That's about it. Hope that you all thoroughly enjoy this. Bye bye.]

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𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 | vanessa shelly

pairing — ‧₊˚ vanessa shelly x fem!reader

summary — ‧₊˚ you and vanessa snuggle with each other in front of a fireplace after making hot chocolate.

word count — ‧₊˚ 0.8k

warning(s) — ‧₊˚ domestic fluff, suggsestive moment, comfort, pet names, established relationship

authors note — ‧₊˚ felt like writing a simple christmas fic. this is my first time writing in a long time, so i hope you enjoy! <3

Lifting the heavy saucepan off the stove, you carefully poured the hot chocolate onto two mugs. The festive melody of a Christmas song from the radio filled the air as you hummed along and placed the now-empty pot in the sink. Suddenly, a warm body pushed up to you from behind and strong arms wrapped around your waist. Without turning around, you immediately recognised the familiar scent of Vanessa’s vanilla-scented hair.

“Nessy?” You asked, turning on the tap to wash your hands.

“Yes, little bunny?” Vanessa murmured as she littered kisses along your neck.

“Do you want any toppings on your hot chocolate?” Wringing your hands dry with a towel and placing it aside, you moved over to the nearby cabinet with Vanessa clinging onto you, reminiscent of a koala hugging an eucalyptus tree.

“Hmm…” Vanessa opened the top cabinet for you. Her hands settled on your waist and she slowly pressed her hips against yours, trapping your body between herself and the countertop. 

A soft gasp mixed with a moan escaped your lips. You gripped the edge of the countertop, exhaling a shaky breath.

“Behave yourself, Vanessa Shelly.” You reprimanded her, using her full name, though a playful tone softened your words. Turning around and wrapping your arms around her neck, you leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her nose. A giggle escaped your lips as she wrinkled her nose from the kiss.

“Me? I’m always well-behaved.” Vanessa grinned like a Cheshire cat. “But do we have whipped cream and marshmallows?” 

“Mhm, the whipped cream is in the fridge. Can you get it for me?” 

“Of course, sweetheart.” 

As she pulled away from you, you felt a shiver run down your spine. Even with the heater running in the house, the cold chill of the snowy weather outside raised goosebumps on your skin. Barely a few seconds but you already missed the warmth of Vanessa’s body against yours.

Retrieving the bag of marshmallows from the top cabinet, you returned to the two mugs of hot chocolate sitting on the kitchen island. Vanessa, with the can of whipped cream in one hand, encircled her free arm around your waist, her head finding a comfortable spot on your shoulder. She expertly sprayed a generous dollop of whipped cream onto her mug of hot chocolate. Meanwhile, you littered five marshmallows on top of her whipped cream. 

A smile graced your face as you noticed the evident contrast between your cup and hers — you favoured the simplicity of a plain cup of hot chocolate, while Vanessa liked hers with toppings. Vanessa’s preference for her hot chocolate reminded you of a child. You were aware of the less-than-perfect aspects of her life, that her father had robbed her of a proper childhood. She had shared with you once that Christmas was her favourite holiday, even though her youth was devoid of its festive cheer. You empathized with your girlfriend as you wanted nothing more than to shower her with affection and joyful memories during a happy holiday.

You followed Vanessa to the living room, the plush cushions and the warmth of the fireplace welcoming the both of you. Holding the two mugs of hot chocolate, you placed them on the coffee table.

She made herself comfortable on the couch, her back resting against the handrest.

“Snuggles?” Vanessa’s arms extended towards you as her hands made a grabbing motion.

“Strict and scary Officer Vanessa wants some snuggles?” You teased.

Vanessa whined, crossing her arms as a pout appeared on her face. “Please, little bunny?”

Playfully mimicking her pout, you feigned reluctance before joining her on the couch. You slid on her lap, Vanessa’s arms quickly wrapping around you. Your head easily found its place on her chest, a sense of calm washing over you as you heard the gentle thrumming of her heartbeat. 

As you nestled against her, Vanessa began absentmindedly running her fingers through your hair. The room was quiet except for the crackling fire from the fireplace and the distant melody of the Christmas song playing in the kitchen. You turned your head slightly, meeting her gaze with an endearing smile. The flickering firelight cast a warm glow on her face, highlighting the affectionate look in her eyes.

“I love you, Nessy.” You whispered. “I always will.”

“I love you more,” Vanessa responded without hesitation, placing a tender kiss on your forehead.

A flush crept up your face. You leaned forward, your lips meeting hers in a tender and unhurried kiss. As you kissed her, the world around you seemed to dissolve into the warmth of the moment. 

Breaking the kiss, your nose nestled in the crook of Vanessa’s neck, your hands playing with the loose strand of thread on the collar of her shirt. 

“Thank you, this is the best Christmas ever,” Vanessa murmured, resting her chin on your head, continuing her gentle caresses over your head. 

“Anything for you.” You hummed, twirling the loose strand of thread around your finger.

You couldn’t have asked for a more perfect holiday, especially on a special day like Christmas, and sharing it with Vanessa.

[alexanderthesortaok]

Xander had been tossing the kitten plush he had with his costume up and down, taking just a moment to relax on his own. He'd gone into a haunted house with Knightley and some friends, which proved to be a mistake when he'd full on jumped and side clung to the other man the whole time.

Hearing a familiar voice he stared before bursting out laughing, "Scout?!" he called out. Standing in front of her he put one hand up to keep her in place, "I just have one question, what are you going to do when you need to go to the bathroom?"

where: pumpkin festival who: xander ( @alexanderthesortaok )

thinking of the practicality of her costume wasn't something she had considered when she decided what she was going as for halloween. unfortunately for scout, twisters couldn't see and she was walking blindly and hoping for the best while she called out a warning in hopes that people would move out of the way.

"excuse me, twister coming through. stay away from "the suck zone" or you'll be stuck like the cows and cars"

[weclassybouquetfun]

AFC Richmond check-in.

-A few birthdays - Jeremy,Hannah, Juno and Stephen.

-Some work: Jeremy Swift can be seen in the Disney Channel movie DESCENDANTS: THE RISE OF RED as Principal Merlin

Brett Goldstein will have a film playing the Toronto Film Festival. Directed by Goldstein's SOULMATES co-creator William Bridges and written by Goldstein and Bridges, ALL OF YOU borrows from their SOULMATES concept and stars Imogen Poots, Steven Cree and Zawe Ashton.

Have to get used to a clean-shaven Brett.

Hush your butts - more AFC Richmond blatherings under the cut.

Kola Bokinni will be on the celebrity edition of RACE ACROSS THE WORLD.

Moe Hashim was at San Diego's Comic Con in support of the Peacock/Amazon Prime Videos series THOSE ABOUT TO DIE (which I love. Blew past the entire series nearly in one go.)

Kwame the Lionkiller.

A nice respite from his basketball feud with Toheeb Jimoh. I wonder how well the both of them would fare against Jason on the court.

Toheeb, who has been off doing a play reunited with Hannah and Koala at F1

Saran Niles will actually be in a F1 film with Brad Pitt.

Nick Mohammed was recently seen in the Steven Moffatt dramedy (entertaining, but a tad ham-fisted) DOUGLAS IS CANCELLED.

Phil Dunster was on Chris Evans' show promoting his upcoming performance in OKLAHOMA.

Little Gus Turner won an award for his role on TED LASSO.

Hannah and Juno both celebrated their Emmy nods. Hannah for her voiceover work on KRAPOPOLIS (her Christmas special was also nominated) and Juno for her role in FARGO.

Maximilian Osinski got some love from Screenrant.

Billy Harris and Charlie Hiscock memories from their July IG dump.

David Elsendoorn just because.

James Lance looking cool and living life at the Newport Folk Festival.

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

A cute idea for headcanons, what kind of sweet things would the bachelorettes say to the farmer to try and make them blush. Maybe you could include the sve bachelorettes too if it's not too much trouble.

Sure thing, dear anon! Have a great day! 💕

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Penny tries to say something to Farmer, but her cheeks are flushed. She gets a glimpse of Farmer, though, and says "I love you" so fondly that it takes Farmer a little by surprise and they blush. For a teacher, the most important thing is the sincerity of the words.

Maru, even when complimenting in an effort to see a blush on Farmer's face, relates it to astronomy or robotics. Something along the lines of, "You're more beautiful than the brightest star in the night sky." Or she'll give Farmer a calculator with a supposedly solved maths problem that says "L O V E Y O U."

Abigail starts teasing them in public. Mostly, it's hints that she wouldn't mind going home with them early from the festival and "doing something more fun." She especially loves to whisper this in their ears, which will definitely make Farmer blush.

Emily will not miss a single opportunity to praise the Farmer's clothes, because they have very harmoniously chosen colours and fabric. Especially if they wore clothes that the girl had made for them. "You look marvellous! Such a bright aura radiates from you!" Well, a blush definitely radiates from them.

Olivia is sure to use a few quotes from romance novels or old films to achieve a blush on Farmer's cheeks. Or it will simply involve complimenting their looks, intelligence and physique, as well as a fair amount of flirting.

Haley has a knack for deftly choosing her words when she wants to see a little blush on Farmer's face. She especially loves to praise their physical build and how strong and brave they are. She also loves to call them "cutie pie" and constantly giggles when she sees Farmer get a little flushed.

Leah will ask the Farmer to pose for a new painting or sculpture, and naturally she will remember to remind them that they are her beautiful muse. Seeing the slight blush on their cheeks, she will tease them more, delighted to see that they are now as red as a tomato.

Claire didn't seem to have the direct purpose of making Farmer blush, but simply said what she really felt about them. Something like: "Your presence makes my day special." or "You look wonderful today." Farmer blushes at such nice words.

Sophia will hang on to Farmer like a koala and say how cute they are, and good, and wonderful, and best cuddler, and how great it is that they met, and- kyaaa! So many words and emotions that Farmer would blush at such a sea of praise, but Sophia can't help it - because she's telling the truth and she loves them!

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240907 Someday Festival 2024

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[remireee]

HIIIIII I LUV UR WORK TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY SO CAN U WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT LEO X READER????

omg, happy birthday (❁´◡`❁) I'm so sorry for the late reply, I live in a different time zone so when I receive asks I'm very much asleep（；´д｀）ゞ hope you had a lovely birthday <3 (and thank you for the compliment >//<)

Leo finds it hard to keep secrets.

It always seems to slip his mind whenever he starts rambling, you know? And when Leo starts talking, he doesn’t stop until he has emptied that little head of his.

So, most have made this rule of thumb: if you want to hold a surprise birthday party, never tell Leo about it. Instead...

...make him the distraction.

Once reminded learnt that it’s your birthday, he’ll do whatever he can to make it the best day of your life.

Just a whole itinerary of fun things that his precious producer adores. From doing paired workshops of your hobby or interest to bringing you around town; shopping and stopping by for some dessert; his treat, of course.

Expect a whole piece dedicated to you and how grateful he is to have you as his producer. Not just a produced track, but a full-on performance—live—with piano and all. If he feels extra festive, he might even compose a piece that includes some of the other idols for a whole act just for your eyes only.

Leo would also be clinger than usual on your special day. Literally like a koala with a tree branch, never wanting to let of you go for a second. Head nuzzled against your nape as he has his arms wrapped around you in a coil, softly littering gentle kisses along your skin, gentle remarks said between each separation of lips from you.

By the end of it, he'd bring you around to where Yumenosaki's auditorium lies, only to flinch himself when his fellow group mates and other idols jump out to surprise you, spraying streamers and poppers in your face.

He does get very pouty after Sena finally fills him in on the details of the plan he was excluded from, whining about how he was trustworthy and how he could have executed the plan if he had known the context. However, he couldn’t help but smile at how sweet his members were, letting him have your time and attention all for himself for most of the day...

...though, it wasn't to say now that you're finally at your party is he gonna let the others have you. Hmph-

[catlover-multifandom]

(in a free mood again here we gooooo)

Free canon moments I think about a lot

Rin writing “fuck” in the elementary school yard

mecha salmon roe

the mr steal yo mako face (you know the one.)

Steve the cat existing

Haru and nagisa working at wcdonald’s or whatever it’s called in the freeverse

romio mentioning florida

haru makoto asahi and kisumi having a hangout in asahi’s apartment (at least I think it was his, it was in a df episode)

tomadoburiranchinburiranti!

makkou the dog

🎶 tabidachi no asa ni miageru sora ni 🎶

Haru and seijuro being friends

Haru’s mascot obsession (relatable im also obsessed with yuru kyara now)

Rei in the novelization

“Nagisa’s mermaid” video and then it got booed when they accidentally played baby videos of haru and makoto lol

Nagisa’s sister’s sketch friend that isn’t quite her boyfriend

Kaede coming back from the concept art grave in s3

the high of s3 in general because I remember counting down the days for it to come out and oh boyyyyyyy summer 2018 has such a special place in my heart. pure euphoria!!

Rin giving Sousuke a koala shirt

MATCHING FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS

everyone pointing out that Rin has cleavage

“no chips at the pool” **SHOTS FIRED**

Makoto’s mixer nightmare

Rei getting drunk on chocolate

the fact that makoto haru Nagisa and rei would have sleepovers together and haru gets so happy to be with them and he fell asleep early HES SO CUTE

Haru and asahi getting worried thinking makoto would fall for mlm scams in Tokyo

Haru’s profile picture being Iwatobi chan

the squid festival drama cd track and Rei’s puns from s1 that everyone ignored

Haru and Albert’s friendship happening because they just like the same fish and they don’t need words to eat mackerel together

Rin crying over the rat movie

shizuru’s existence in general. he’s so funny and silly and he looks like makoharu had a child

the mackerel body pillow that makoto gave haru for his birthday

continuing off the last one: the team thinking haru turned into a mackerel and nagisa telling makoto he has to kiss him to make him back to normal 💀

the scene in s1e1 where Nagisa kicks the can to scare makoto

Rei being uptight and serious and very professional man™ and then gradually loosening up and being less guarded and being his genuine silly smart self and having fun and you can see how much love he has for everyone as the show goes on… and the love and genuine affection he has for his friends keeps increasing even when you thought his heart was already the biggest it could get. it gets so much bigger. and the fact that he learned to swim and got to nationals for an individual event in 3 years. Rei I love you no one could ever make me dislike you you’re a beautiful butterfly

the general babygirlification of rin matsuoka as the series progresses

free mastering the “character that is a jerk at first but the second they’re forgiven/not a jerk you absolutely love them to pieces” archetype (rin, sousuke, hiyori!)

haru being an old man when it comes to technology: “sorry I haven’t looked at my phone in 2 weeks”

perfect body

haru almost dying like 10 times throughout the series

haru giving makoto his gold medal in that one artwork AAAAAAGGGHHHHWJFJEDJEKS

more of a fandom thing, but the whole makoto train scare back when fs1 came out

in df when ryuji is trying to teach haru and makoto translates it to haruspeak, they show you makoto smiling when haru turns around and half his face is cut off from the screen because he’s shorter than makoto lololol

Haru trying to escape the premises the second he sees kisumi

the scene of haru driving in Tokyo and makoto freaks out the entire time… guys I think they somehow got actual footage of me driving when my mom is in the passenger seat

the reigisa montage before their races at nationals in df. MY HEART

the entire show honestly… if there’s one thing you got from this post, it’s that I will never be free of free (I’m perfectly happy to keep it that way)

[butterfwiesndinorawrs]

Eeeeeeps! All da eeeps n squeaks!!! I was Rapunzie todays! I has always wanted go to a lantern festival n my dream has finally come trues! Princess Coco da Koala joineded too n we boff hads amazing times! 😍🤩😁

[odditycircus-2002]

Holiday Fun

featuring, Medusa!Reader, Syzoth, and Baraka! And in case you want context, I suggest you start all the way here.

A/N: Just some headcanons to get into the seasonal spirit and how Medusa!Reader handles winter in general. Please enjoy and don't forget to like, comment, and reblog. My inbox hungers!😁😁😁

You aren't the biggest fan of the cold, since as a child that meant more chores and work than being able to stay inside nice and warm. That and herb gathering are nigh impossible. But since you grew scales, you found that you absolutely HATED it now! While you're still technically warm-blooded, you still have difficulty staying actually warm. Something Syzoth theorized may be due to the possibility of Zatteran blood having influenced your mutation. Adding reason 5,000 to carve open Shang Tsung from the groin to the gullet the next time you see him.

You aren't able to go outside to do your usual morning basking since the chilled air leaves the Wastes colder than usual. The rocks may as well be ice at that point. It's a herculean effort for you to drag yourself out of bed and its many stacked comforters, in the morning. You refuse to go outside without at least 5 layers of clothing on you.

In fact, Baraka had to go out of his way to ask Ashrah, through Syzoth, to help set up a basking area in your living quarters, since the demoness had to do something similar for Syzoth. On the plus side, this also attracted other patients, mostly afflicted Zatterans, of yours searching to get away from the cold, which means more heat for you to be surrounded by even if it's just by proximity.

Speaking of your patients, you and Baraka make sure everyone in the Colony has plenty of winter clothing and blankets. Luckily, unlike before, Empress Mileena can provide plenty of clothing and blankets to the Tarkatan Colony, thanks to donations from Outworld. Baraka was the one to supervise the fuel for the fires to keep a steady source of heat going longer than usual. You check up on everyone even more because, of how winter brings the high risk of an uprise of Tarkat.

Besides just surviving, you and Baraka go out of your way to make things lively when it's around winter festivals. Both of you had all the more reason to see that the Feast of Thanks was a success with many Tarkatans. Like before, you make sure to incorporate a mix of festivals from all those who live in the Colony from Shokan to Zatteran. While not as many Tarkatans were able to help with decorations, by the time all of you were finished, the air seemed a tad more jubilant than usual. You contributed to decoration by using your wings to reach high cliffs and places to hang up garlands and banners. You even used your hydromancy to painstakingly create a giant chunk of ice for Baraka to carve up into a beautiful work of art. You saw how Baraka's eyes were filled with a bittersweet nostalgia when the Tarkatan children started to play in the snow made from the shredded ice.

By some divine miracle, you could drag Baraka to Johnny Cage's Holiday party briefly. You went with a mask that left the upper half of your face covered, with festive colors painted on. Although you couldn't convince Baraka to dress up in any sort of festive garb or costume. You also told Baraka about how it is custom on Earthrealm to bring food to parties, so he went out of his way to bring in a fairly large beast from the Wastes. A beast that resembles a large Earthrealm koala bear with a large horn like a rhinoceros.

Johnny Cage's eyes widened in surprise when he saw you and Baraka enter his home with this beast strewn across Baraka's shoulders before the latter dropped it at his feet.

"Make sure to remove the head before grilling the meat. I recommend having your servants cook the meat to medium rare before seasoning it generously.”

”Mmmhhh very exotic. Really appreciate the roast, even if uncooked.”

Johnny mutters the last part under his breath. Yet, he trusts Baraka's cooking instructions because, surprisingly, the creature you brought in on Thanksgiving didn't taste half bad. You then reveal to Johnny that you brought a small cauldron of what's basically hot vanilla, a traditional winter drink from your canton.

"Why didn't you bring that at the last party?!"

Baraka spent most of Cage's party standing away from the general crowd, not wanting to risk infection. The former merchant was content to watch you chat with Syzoth and Ashrah, occasionally joining in the conversation. Such as when you and Syzoth expressed your mutual distaste for winter, or Ashrah's experiencing winter festivities for the first time. At one point when someone opened a window to let in some of the cool air, you and Syzoth immediately cling to Baraka and Ashrah, respectively.

"Oh wow, Baraka. You're surprisingly hot."

At one point during Johnny Cage's party, you spot a mistletoe hanging at a doorway. Without thinking, you drag Baraka under the plant, pulling out your little book of Earthrealm medicinal herbs.

"Baraka, look! Have you ever seen anything like this??? A Viscum album or a European Mistletoe! Did you know they're parasitic shrubs that grow on other specimens such as pine trees..."

Baraka couldn't fully follow what you were saying, but his soft expression and how the corners of his mouth twitched was more than telling how he was happy to listen. He was leaning against the threshold, arms crossed, as you animatedly told him about a myth about how it was used to poison a supposedly invincible god when Johnny Cage and Kung Lao passed by.

"I mean seriously, where do you fit all that food? ... Ooo look at you two lovebirds."

You stop in your ramble to tilt your head, with Baraka reflecting your confusion with a raised brow.

"We are not lovers, Cage."

"Surrrre you aren't"

Kung Lao responds with playful sarcasm, his dimples visible from his grin. Johnny was more than happy to explain.

"It's one of our realm's traditions that two people kiss when they're both under the mistletoe."

"Y-y-you have to be joking!"

You stutter out with your snakes starting to hiss in a frenzy. Baraka steps away from under the offending shrub while glaring at the Earthrealmers.

When Johnny Cage and Kung Lao insisted they weren't kidding, with Kenshi confirming that it is tradition, it left you and Baraka in a bit of a bind. Mostly as Baraka tried to insist he didn't want to risk giving you Tarkat, and he has no lips, Johnny and Kenshi are both quick to counter his arguments.

On the plus side, you felt as if you could pass out from how overheated your face felt. So to finally get the Earthrealmers off your back, you grabbed Baraka by the shoulders to make him crouch to your height, and use one of your snakes to give him a quick peck on the teeth.

You pulled your cloak's hood over your face, all your snakes curled up close to your head. A stunned Baraka slowly touches his teeth where you technically kissed him.

You more or less avoided Baraka for a while and stuck by the offered catering table to sip your worries away with the homemade drink you brought while idly chatting with Syzoth and Ashrah. However, you were starting to feel rather hot and bubbly on your fourth mug. That couldn't be right; the beverage you made didn't include any booze.

When you started to look over Cage's decorations that included Santa and Reindeer, you started to giggle seemingly out of nowhere much to Syzoth and Ashrah's confusion.

"What do you find so humourous, Y/N?"

"I jussst realized that thisss holiday celebrates an elderly intruder that steals your sweets."

You then burst out in laughter again. Syzoth is quickly able to put two and two together and concludes that you're drunk. The Zatteran is quick to snatch your mug from your hands when you go to take another sip from it. You pouted as your snakes hissed in their displeasure.

"Syzoth, you big bully!"

"Believe me, you had enough."

Syzoth asks Ashrah to watch you and ensure you're hydrated as he informs your host and Baraka about someone possibly spiking all the drinks. However, by the time Syzoth returns with the Tarkatan, you managed to drag Ashrah over to another part of Johnny's mansion to do karaoke on a whim. You sang Mariah Carey's "All I Want for Christmas" in the Zatteran language. Your gaze locks on to Baraka as the song ends, refusing to break your line of sight.

"Oh, I just want you for my own. More than you could ever know. Make my wish come true...."

Not long after, Baraka escorted you back home to the Colony. He had no choice but to let you hold on to him for support since you almost fell down some frosted stairs heading out of Johnny's home. You were swaying on your feet while humming some Christmas songs you heard earlier before breaking the silence.

"I wish I could always be this close to you, Baraka."

"You know better than anyone; you can't risk too much close exposure."

You give him a frown as you wrap your arms around him and squeeze him hard.

"I don't give a damn! I rather risk my health just to hold you close to me, rather than continue to stare at you from afar for the rest of my life!"

"... Booze has clouded your judgment, Y/N. You already know why you can't get too close."

When you both returned to the Colony, neither of you really spoke to one another, but neither did you two physically separate for most of the night. However, it's not like you gave Baraka much choice, as you were determined to prove the former tribune wrong. Besides dressing into something more comfortable, you refused to detach yourself from Baraka as if you were glued on. Meanwhile, he tried to get you to rest off the booze and drink some water. The latter he was more successful with, but not the former. If he was being honest with himself, Baraka was almost tempted to immediately take up on your plead to sleep next to you, keyword, almost. However, you were just as, if not more, determined than Baraka and kept insisting. You only stopped when he offered a compromise of staying in the same room as you but not the same bedding. With that, you settled under your many blankets and quilts before you were out like a light.

The next day, you woke up with a painful hammering into your head and the low light searing your eyes, which forced you to use your second eyelids to look around. All too soon, memories of last night come crashing to the forefront of your mind, which causes you to bury your, suddenly hot-as-fire, face in your pillow.

'WHY DID I DO ANY OF THAT?!?'

After attempting to hide away in your pillows and blankets, you eventually emerge to find your flask, an ornate box with beautiful snake-like designs, some herbal painkillers, and some freshly cooked meat next to your sleeping area. A fond smile makes its way to your face.

After downing your meal and medicine, you open the ornate box, reasoning that it must be from Baraka. Inside the beautiful box is a single flower. A tropical flower that you thought was instinct. Which struck you as odd. Inside was a note in elegant and curvy writing that read

"To the most beautiful flower of them all."

It wasn't in Baraka's handwriting.