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Prom part 1: cbf!soap x f!reader

You had been on the phone with Johnny all day.

"I don't understand why I can't be there." He whined and you giggled as you finished your makeup.

"Because you'd get bored watching me get ready." You argued but he groaned.

"No I wouldn't!"

You shook your head with a smile. You knew he would've been bored but you were also more nervous and too excited to see him.

You wanted today to be about prom, nothing else, but when your mother had brought in the mail this morning you had been surprised by the acceptance letter into the university you wanted.

It took everything in you to not call him immediately. You wanted to tell him about it so he could help you get ready and maybe in hopes that he would also end up coming to the university as well, just like how you both had talked about before.

You’d tell him tomorrow or probably after prom tonight when the two of you got dinner.

“I’ll be done in thirty minutes-“

“Then I’m coming over now!”

He hung up before you could protest. You were halfway done with your hair when he showed up and you quickly had to yell out of the bathroom for him to wait.

“We’ll be late!”

“That’s a lie! We still have a while.”

Johnny groaned, not because he was worried about being late but because he really wanted to just be with you. He wanted to spend every last minute with you since he was going to be gone for months at the end of the week and before he told you he was leaving.

He knew it wouldn't go over too well, but he hoped that at the end of the day you'd want to just spend time with him too.

He could live with you being mad at him if it meant you were with him still.

He waited in your room, making sure that the suit he was wearing looked good enough while he went over telling you in his head. How he'd try to tell you softly...he just couldn't help but wonder why he'd have to be so secretive about it.

Shouldn't you be supportive? Shouldn't you want him to follow his dreams?

His thoughts were cut short when you walked into your room and suddenly nothing else mattered.

You were done up; your hair and makeup done perfectly to match your dress. You looked beautiful and he couldn’t find the words to say it as he stared at you.

“You look handsome.” You smiled at him and ran your fingers through his hair to fix it.

Johnny tensed up but then melted from your touch, leaning his head against your stomach before he wrapped his arms around your waist. He looked up at you with soft yet sad eyes that made you slightly worried.

Now it really sunk in that his time was limited with you.

“What’s wrong?”

“What if we just hung out tonight? Just the two of us?”

You frowned and stopped running your hand through his hair. Why did he want to change plans all of the sudden?

“We gotta go, you paid for the tickets.”

“I don’t care about that-“

“Johnny.”

John’s sighed deeply and shut his eyes. He hid his face in your stomach and squeezed you tightly.

“I love ya, you know?”

You stiffened but nodded. It wasn’t often the two of you said ‘I love you’ to each other because you both knew it without the words having to be said. But anytime either of you said it, it came from a place of friendships nothing else, something that made you wish it could be something more.

Your throat tightened and you swallowed hard.

“I know. I love you too.”

Johnny looked up at you and for a moment, both of you stared at each other with a sort of sadness hidden within your eyes that the other wasn’t sure where it came from.

The desire to take it away made both you and Johnny pause, the desire to say everything nearly pouring out of you both before you heard your mother call for you.

“You’ll be late and I want pictures!”

Johnny chuckled and you smiled. He gave you one last squeeze and you caressed his face quickly before the two of you broke apart.

“We can leave early.” You suggested and he beamed.

“Then we can get food out.”

A/n: didn’t plan on two parts but it would never get posted so here you go.

Tags: @elysian0612 @cassiecasluciluce @pepsicolacoochie @hayleybarnesx

[nicoline1998enilocin]

Sprinkles Of Romance

PAIRING || CBF!Young!Tony Stark x CBF!Fem!Reader

WORDCOUNT || 6.8K

SUMMARY || When your dream of opening your coffee shop becomes a reality, you get a lot more than you bargained for. Not only do you get to fall in love with the shop, you also get to fall deeper in love with your best friend.

RATING || Teen (T)

TAGS || Bakery AU. Coffee Shop AU. Childhood Best Friends to Lovers. Mutual pining. Idiots in love.

A/N || SURPRISE! - I wanted to gift you all a special story, and I'm excited to share this story with you all after three weeks of no stories! From the bottom of my heart, I want to thank @ccbsrmsf1 for proofreading and picking this idea for me to write! It has given me the most warm, autumnal, and happy vibes during the writing, and I hope it will give you all a bit of the warmth I enjoy during this time of year! 🤍

A/N 2.0 || This is written for @elixirfromthestars's writing challenge! The prompts used in this story are Coffeeshop AU - Bakery AU - Saying I love you for the first time - “Would it be alright if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.” - “I’m only doing it because you’re cute.” - “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.” - “I’ve tried to forbid myself from falling in love, but now I can’t help it.” - “And when I felt like I was an old cardigan, under someone's bed. You put me on and said I was your favorite.”

All graphics are made by @nicoline1998enilocin

Main Masterlist || Tony Stark

Ever since you were a child, you and Tony were practically inseparable – or, as your mother would say, you two are glued at the hip. Wherever one of you went, the other came along, and this has always stayed the same throughout your life. Tony, Howard, and Maria moved into the house next to yours when you two were still babies, and from the moment you could walk and talk, you and Tony were constantly by each other's sides, getting into all sorts of trouble and going on different kinds of adventures, too.

Throughout it all, you two have also developed deeper, romantic feelings for each other, though neither of you has ever confessed to it to the other. Even though you're both well aware that your friends and family will always support your friendship, relationship, and shared dreams, it is still a hurdle you're unsure how to cross, as neither of you wants to lose the other.

Since you and Tony graduated from business school a few months ago – both getting a degree in how to run a business – you've been on a well-deserved vacation to Italy with all four parents. Still, now that it is over, it's time for you and Tony to return to the real world and hopefully see one of your dreams come true sooner rather than later.

Outside, the weather is turning chillier by the day, and autumn has fully settled over the small town you and Tony call home. The leaves outside are changing colors, and the decoration in your shared apartment has also had a make-over to an autumnal theme, adding to the atmosphere as the smell of freshly baked gingerbread cookies fills the air. While your best friend takes his time to put another batch of said cookies in the oven, the other ones are cooling on the counter, and you are in the middle of getting dressed after a shower.

In front of you is a life-size mirror, and you're checking yourself out from all angles as something about your outfit feels off. You're dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans, black boots, a black tank top, and one of your red flannels – a perfect outfit for the weather outside – but it's missing something. Then, as you walk back to your closet for the third time, it finally hits you. As the idea settles in your brain, you take off the flannel with a growing smirk before your feet pad over the hardwood floors of your apartment.

"Hi, Sprinkle," Tony says as he turns to greet you; the butterflies in your stomach are going wild as they always do when you're met with the sight of your tall, broad best friend. As you make your way up to him, he can't help but let out a shy smile, giving him an adorably sweet expression as you crane your neck to meet his gaze. Tony is a good few inches taller than you – you barely reach shoulder height when you're both standing barefoot next to one another – and it's something that has been a part of many of his fantasies about you, though he wouldn't dare to admit that to anyone.

"Can I ask you something?" you say softly. Even though Tony would never say no to you, you still put on your sweetest, most innocent voice to convince him either way. He hums as his gaze wanders over your soft features, the flushed skin from the shower you took earlier still there.

"Would it be alright if I borrow your sweater?"

It's a straightforward question, and Tony can't help but chuckle as he shakes his head slightly. Most of the sweaters he owns are already in your closet, and you could have picked any of those, but you still proceeded to ask for the one he's wearing. If he weren't already madly in love with you, he would be head over heels now, the butterflies in his stomach going wild as he steps closer to you.

"Hmm, I don't know. Why would you need to borrow the one I'm currently wearing when you have so many others already in your closet, ready to be worn?" he asks as he gently caresses your cheekbone with his thumb, his voice dropping lower while his breath ghosts past your cheek as he leans in a bit.

"Uhm… b-because it smells like y-you," you stammer, and Tony shows a satisfied smirk before humming again, letting you know he heard your answer.

"Alright, my sweet Sprinkle. You can have my sweater, but I'm only doing it because you're cute," he tells you with a smile; the heat you were feeling on your cheeks earlier is now soaring through your entire body as he steps back and removes his sweater. Tony's shirt rises a little as he does, giving you a glimpse of his toned abdomen and the little trail of black hair leading into his pants.

The sight before you leaves you nothing short of breathless, and your heart threatens to pound out of your chest as nothing but pure desire courses through your veins. You've seen him shirtless more times than you could count, but seeing him like this will always be some of the happiest parts of your fantasies about him.

"Sprinkle?" Tony says again, and you snap out of your daydream as you realize he's holding out his sweater for you to wear. As you take it, your fingers brush over his, sending a jolt of electricity through your bodies, letting you know you two are even more connected than you thought possible.

"Thank you," you respond before pulling the oversized sweater over your head. The soft and warm fabric feels like you're getting a hug from Tony. His scent envelops you entirely as you curl into the sweater, the sleeves falling over your hands as they fall into place. The entire time, Tony can't help but admire how his sweater looks on your frame and how perfect you look when wearing his clothes.

Then, the little bell from the oven pulls you both from your thoughts as the next batch of cookies is done, and a pang of disappointment surges through your body for a moment. The moment was perfect, but now it's over, and you must return to reality again.

"Can I bring you back anything from the store?" you ask Tony after you've gathered your purse, keys, and phone, ready to head out and get some more snacks for the movie night hosted at your apartment later tonight.

"A few more bags of chocolate chips, please. Oh, and some peanut butter M&M's!" he says excitedly, and you nod before saying your goodbyes and heading out the door. After putting on your headphones, you head to the store, which is only a 10-minute walk from the apartment. As you look around you, coziness and warmth envelop you, as autumn has always been your favorite time.

The scent of freshly fallen rain hangs in the air as you take your time; your pace slows as you enjoy your surroundings, but something catches your eye. Across the street, there's a large sign saying the store is for rent, and you can't help but go over, wanting to get a closer look. Right next door to the empty store is your favorite bookshop, and on the other side is a small restaurant, which fills the air with the rich smells coming out of its kitchen.

As you look inside, you have a perfect view of the store, which is illuminated by the golden rays of the sun coming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. It's a large space that allows for many possibilities, but the first that comes to mind is one that you and Tony have been dreaming of for years: a bakery with a coffee shop section built in.

Your fantasies come to life before your eyes as you imagine yourself behind the counter, making coffee while your best friend is working on the most delicious pastries that will fill the display with lots of colors. The smells fill the store as soft music plays, and laughter and conversations can be heard. Outside, people can enjoy the sun in the seating area and come in to see what you have to offer.

As you stand there, thinking about all the possibilities, you've completely forgotten about going to the grocery store, as all you can think about now is calling Tony and telling him your thoughts. Between the moment you grab your phone and the moment Tony answers your FaceTime call, barely 5 seconds pass before you're met with his beautiful smile, and a warmth spreads through your chest at the sight.

"Miss me already, Sprinkle?" Tony quips as he answers, making you laugh heartily.

"You know I always miss you when I'm not with you, Tony, but that's not why I'm calling! I was hoping to get your opinions and thoughts on something, as I may have found a way to make one of our dreams come true!" your voice rises about an octave from pure excitement. Before you know it, Tony is on his way to where you're standing, barely five minutes from your apartment.

Within minutes, you see the handsome features of your best friend as he walks closer, and a flurry of butterflies goes wild in your stomach at the sight. His casual style – jeans, sneakers, and a leather jacket thrown over a henley he put on after you took his sweater – is something you've fallen in love with over the years, and it compliments his messy hair and facial hair, making his entire look a combination to die for.

"Hi, Sprinkle," Tony says as he pulls you in for a hug. You can't help but sigh as your cheek is pressed against the firmness of his chest. You can never get enough of his hugs, and you hold on for a little longer than you would with anyone else.

"What's the sigh for?" Tony asks when pulling away, and you feel a burning heat in your cheeks at his question, your gaze avoiding his as you look at the pavement.

"I- Well…" you start as you wring your hands together, "I like hearing your heart beating when I put your head on my chest; it's calming to me," you confess. In any other situation, you would never admit something so personal, but with Tony, it feels right to do it, and you two never have secrets for one another – apart from your romantic feelings.

"You're too sweet, Sprinkle," Tony says with a deep red blush on his cheeks, his hands buried deep in his pockets before he does something stupid. He wants nothing more than to hold your hand or kiss you, but for now, he'll settle for what he can get from you, even if his desire tells him something different. He doesn't want to lose you by doing something stupid, as you're keeping him sane in this lifetime.

"So… what did you want to show me?" Tony then asks, curiosity ultimately getting the best of him now. A broad smile lights up your face as you turn around with spread arms, gesturing towards the store you've been standing in front of the entire time. A large sign telling you that it's for rent is sitting a little to the left of where you're standing, and that's when the coin drops for your best friend.

"You—you want to open a store here?" Tony asks, disbelief shining through in his voice. Not because he's against it in any way—it's been his dream for years already—but because you're not usually the type of person to bring up ideas like this.

"Well, I'd like to have a good look inside first, but from what I can see, I think it's the perfect place to open our bakery and coffee shop! We're right next to the bookstore, which is perfect for when people buy books and read them with some coffee and a treat," you tell him, and he nods in agreement. The placement is excellent, and within 20 minutes of calling the number printed on the large sign, there's a showing scheduled.

"I can't believe we're finally making the first steps to make our dreams come true," you tell Tony as you're still standing in front of the empty store, your hand in his as you squeeze it excitedly. He grabbed it during the phone call to ground himself, and neither of you has let go yet – it feels too good to let the other person go just yet.

That night, when you have your friends Natasha Romanoff and Bruce Banner over for movie night, you can't stop telling them all about your plans, and when you've explained it all to them, you can't stop smiling. The idea of opening a store with Tony has been on your mind for years, and now that it's closer than ever, it's like your entire life is going into a whirlwind of emotions in the best way possible.

It's been a week since Tony made the appointment for a showing inside the store, and you're having breakfast at the dining room table together. While Tony is dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt, you're wearing your favorite Iron Man pajamas because they're warm and fluffy, perfect for the cooler weather outside.

"How're you feeling about today?" Tony asks between bites of his cereal, and you take a few moments to think about it before answering him.

"Nervous, but excited, too. We've wanted this for so long, and now that it might finally be happening, I can tell that there are a lot of nerves settling in my body," you tell him honestly, and he nods in agreement.

"Me too," he says softly, his gaze meeting yours as you stretch out your hand. His fingers intertwine with yours as he looks at you, a warm smile gracing his stunning features. His facial hair has become a bit more of a beard now, which suits him and only intensifies your feelings for him.

"We're going to be okay, though. We've always done everything together, and this won't be any different," he says, and you nod. Wherever one of you goes, the other will always come along, and it will be that way until the day you die. Then, as you're about to say something, Tony's phone suddenly grabs your attention as he's receiving a call. As soon as he sees who's calling, he turns the screen to you, showing you it's Maria.

“Buongiorno mamma, come stai?”

Each time Tony speaks Italian, you can feel your insides going crazy, as it drives you wild in the best way possible. While you've been attempting to learn Italian over the years, wanting to surprise Tony, something always came along that got your attention instead, so you could never practice enough without letting him know about your plans. While he would be the best teacher, if you want to surprise him one day, you'll have to find a different way.

"We're good; I was just talking to Sprinkle about the showing," he says, and you smile as he mentions you to Maria.

"It's this afternoon, but I'll update you and Dad, okay? I'll tell her you said hi, and I love you, too. Ciao," he says before hanging up, returning his attention to you.

"Mom said hi, and she asked when the showing was even though I told her three times already," he tells you with a chuckle. While Maria is one of the sweetest women you've ever met, she's sometimes not the best at remembering things.

"It's lovely of her to call. I always love how well you and she get along," you tell Tony, and he can't help but blush profusely at your words. He's always been a mama's boy, and he's aware of this fact, but when it's pointed out, he still can't help but turn red – though at the same time, he also loves it because he's very proud of the bond he and Maria share.

Shortly after breakfast, you and Tony are ready to head to the showing, which goes on without a hitch. You meet your landlord – a cheerful man with an Australian accent who introduced himself as Thor Odinson, and before you know it, you're in love with the space. Inside, there's a lot of potential for seating; during the summer, the seating area can be extended onto the sidewalk, too. There's a large counter that can be used as the place where you make coffee and display the pastries. In the back, there's an extensive stockroom and a large kitchen that will be turned into a workspace for Tony, as he will do most of the baking once the shop opens.

"So, what do you think?" Tony asks as you're standing in the stockroom together - Thor has left the two of you alone for a moment after excusing himself to pick up a phone call.

"I think we should go for it. The place has a lot of potential, as you saw, and I think Thor is also very nice," you tell him, and Tony nods. You two are lucky to have a landlord like him if you rent the shop, as he seems to be a hardworking, honest guy who's also in for a joke now and again.

"I agree, Sprinkle. Let's make our dreams come true," Tony answers softly before pulling you in for a hug. The way his arms wrap around you so effortlessly has your heart beating like crazy, your insides feeling like they're on fire as you settle in your best friend's arms. You're about to take the most significant step of your life, and you're happy that you get to do it with Tony.

Within 30 minutes, you, Tony, and Thor go over all the essential details for the lease, and then it's time to sign. Your gaze is trained on Tony as he gets ready to sign, but not without one last look of reassurance. It will all be okay, as you will do it together. There's never one without the other, and it won't be any different during the project of your dreams. When both your signatures are on the lease, Thor thanks you both with a firm handshake, wishing you good luck before he must go to another appointment.

You're holding the keys to your shop and a black, gold, and dark green business card that reads 'Loki Laufeyson | Interior Designer' on it. He comes highly recommended by Thor – though he also said that even though Loki is his brother, he's not just recommending him because of their bond. He's genuinely good at his job, and you don't have a reason to doubt his words.

It's official: you will open your own bakery and coffee shop with your best friend –the man you love. Your dream will come true in a few months, and before you know it, another one of yours will also come true, bringing a lot of joy to your soon-to-be busy lives.

The past few weeks have been busy, exhausting, and rewarding all at once because even though you and Tony spend almost every single one of your waking hours in the shop to make it nothing short of perfect, it's also going to be an experience you only get to live through for the first time once. You're trying to soak up every second of it. Luckily, you also have help on most days from Loki, who spends his time overseeing the project from an interior designer's perspective, and your friends and family; they all help lighten the load a bit for you both.

Today, Bruce and Natasha have been helping for most of the day, and they have just gone home, leaving you and Tony to finish up for the night. You're sitting on the floor in the middle of the shop, dust, tools, and tarp everywhere, together with a few Chinese take-out boxes around the two of you, when you suddenly hear a noise you can't quite place.

"Do you hear that?" you ask, and without waiting for an answer, you get up, your feet taking you to the source of the noise. On closer investigation, you can hear a soft meow from the back of your shop, where the backdoor is open to let the paint smell evaporate.

"Tony?" you say softly, not wanting to scare the little creature away, as they've most likely been looking for a place to stay warm. The weather outside has taken a drastic turn the past few days, with more rain than you've seen in a long time, and temperature drops to below 50 degrees Fahrenheit regularly. Within seconds of your calling for him, you hear your best friend's footsteps and raise your hand to alert him, as you don't want to scare away the little being in your shop.

"Is that- "

"A cat? Yeah. I think he's looking for a place to stay warm," you say as you bend down to greet the small cat; he won't be much older than a year at most. He's very fluffy, even though he has just come from the rain, and his brown and white fur perfectly complements his piercing blue eyes. He's the most beautiful cat you've ever had the honor of meeting, and you've met a lot in your years on this earth. As you stretch your hand, Tony sits beside you on the floor, and the cat seems courageous and friendly enough to come and say hi.

"He's so cute, Tony; I can't believe the cat distribution system brought us this little guy," you say with a broad smile, making your best friend smile in return. Right now, Tony considers himself to be the luckiest man in the entire universe to share this moment with you – seeing you falling in love with the little furball in your store has him falling in love with you all over again, even though he's afraid to admit it to anyone but himself.

From that night on, that same cat has frequented your shop almost every night, and you've started to bring in some food for him so he has a place to stay warm and get something in his belly, too. Now, he happens to be sleeping on the large windowsill in the front of the store when Loki is paying another visit, and he has immediately pulled all the attention from your interior designer to himself.

"Look at this; who's this little guy?" Loki asks as he bends down to pet him. It's a bit of a funny sight, the man in a sharp black and dark green suit kneeling on the dusty floor to pet the cat that has been stopping by your shop almost daily.

"He wandered into our shop a week or two ago and visited us nearly every night. We have been calling him 'Coffee Bean,' and so far, he seems to enjoy it," you tell Loki while sweeping the shop floor. Tony is in the stockroom, installing some shelving while you've been busy in the front.

"Coffee Bean, huh? That's adorable," Loki says, and you can't help but smile at how he pronounces the name in his British accent. If Thor hadn't told you that his family adopted Loki as a baby, you would never have guessed the two were related, but their dynamic is fantastic. They've often been at the shop together and share a special bond that shines through in their work.

"Have you brought him to a vet to see if he's chipped?" Loki then asks, but you shake your head – usually, when Coffee Bean is visiting the store, it's either too late or you're too busy to have time to go, so you've been putting it off, though you also know deep down it's the right thing to do.

"I have a good friend who's a vet. His name is Bucky, and he's amazing with cats – even has one of his own," Loki tells you with a smile as he gets up before grabbing a business card from his shoulder bag. It says "James Barnes | Veterinarian," with a phone number and the opening hours of his clinic, which is very helpful.

"I thought you said his name is Bucky?" you ask, curiosity getting the best of you.

"You're right, I did say that. His full name is James Buchanan Barnes, but he tends to go by Bucky," Loki explains with a gentle smile before reorganizing his bag and getting ready to head out the door and to his next appointment. Once he's out the door, it's just you, Tony, and Coffee Bean, though what you don't know yet is that there's going to be a surprise guest swinging by later, even though their timing could have been better.

You and Tony have changed into coveralls to protect your clothes, as the time to start painting has finally arrived. It's been a task you have been looking forward to the most, and as Tony is mixing the color—a beautiful maroon—you're getting all the supplies, like brushes and rollers, ready. Then, as you turn around, something unexpected happens, and you're met with a splash of paint all over your body and the deep laugh of your best friend. When it finally sunk in what happened after a few seconds, a broad grin spreads on your features, and you bend down to grab a brush of your own.

"You're going to get it now, Stark!" you say before dipping the brush in the paint and splattering him with it, but you would soon come to regret that, as he's now following you with paint smeared all over his hands. It doesn't take long for him to catch you, pulling you against his body until you're so close that you can feel his breath on your lips. Your heart goes a mile a minute as you try to catch your breath, but it seems nearly impossible with him being so close.

And then, it's as if the world stops for a moment. There's nothing but you and Tony, your breaths mingling, and your closeness. But then, against all odds, you feel his hand cupping your cheek, the wet paint leaving a large handprint, though neither of you cares. Tony leans in first, your eyes slipping shut as he does. And then, when your lips barely ghost over one another, you hear an excited squeal, and you jump back as the thought of an intruder shoots through your mind.

Both you and Tony jump apart with heated cheeks, looking where the sound came from. Much to your surprise, you're met with the sight of Maria standing in the doorway to the shop – she has entered through the backdoor because she brought some décor to go on the walls once the paint was dry. Still, when she saw little Coffee Bean sleeping peacefully in the sun, she squealed from excitement, disturbing your almost-kiss with the man you've been in love with for as long as you can remember.

As you both face Maria, Tony's hand gently wraps around your forearm, letting you know he's close and everything will be okay.

"What were you two piccioncini up to before I came here?" Maria then asked, and Tony's cheeks turned the brightest red they'd ever been as he heard her calling you two 'lovebirds' in Italian. As soon as she saw the splatter of paint, the handprint on your cheek where Tony cupped it ever so gently, and how you two jumped apart at her arrival, she knew exactly what was happening, though she couldn't help but tease her son about it. She's seen her son fall in love with you over the years, and she's beyond ecstatic that he finally made a move, even if she interrupted it. Progress is progress.

"Oh, well- You know, painting," Tony says softly, his hand rubbing the back of his neck as his gaze is trained on the floor.

"Hm, maybe you should start painting the walls instead of one another, don't you think?" Maria quips with a wink, and then you remember the handprint on your face. It's been here the entire time they were talking, and now it's your turn to have cheeks that are practically on fire. Without excusing yourself, you rush to the bathroom – thankfully, you already have running water. As you're cleaning yourself up, Tony and Maria take the time to converse one-on-one.

"When will you tell her how you feel about her, Angioletto? She deserves to know how you feel, and based on what I saw before I interrupted you two, she feels the same about you. That woman has been head over heels in love with you for as long as I can remember," Maria says as she rests her hand on her son's shoulder. Even though she's wearing heels, she still has to crane her neck to look at him directly – it's safe to say he got his height from Howard.

"I don't know how, Mamma; I haven't found the right time. Honestly, I've forbid myself from falling in love, but I can't help it. She's such a sweet, caring, and kind woman, and she also has a smile to die for. I've never felt like this before, but at the same time, I'm also scared about what might happen if I confess- I don't want to lose her, Mamma," Tony says, tears brimming at his waterline at the thought of possibly losing you.

"Anthony, there's not a single universe where she'd leave you. You two have been through so much and are destined to be together. The universe has been waiting this long for you two to get together, which tells me it is meant to be. I can tell that Y/N has so much love for you, and you have so much love for her. Please, tell her how you feel because, honestly, if you're waiting for the right time, you'll wait for the rest of your lives and regret never telling her."

While Maria tells Tony all this, you can't help but overhear, and your heart is on fire at the words your best friend's mom has shared. She's also right because you have so much love for him, but you were afraid he wouldn't feel the same about you. Even though the paint is now washed off your face, the feeling of his warm, soft skin against your cheek is something you'll never forget, and the thought of it makes you smile again.

"You're right, Mamma, thank you," Tony says before leaning down and kissing her on the cheek, giving her a radiant smile as he does. Then, you walk back into the shop, acting like you didn't just hear their conversation.

"Hi, Maria," you say before hugging her, and she greets you as well before finally moving over to great Coffee Bean, who has now woken up. Coffee Bean purrs loudly under Maria's touch, and she can't help but feel proud – of Tony, you, and the cat slowly becoming part of your shop, too.

When her back is turned to the two of you, you dare to look at Tony, the memory of your mouths being so close you were breathing the same air still fresh in your memory. You don't get to think about it for too long, however, because the opening date of your shop is slowly creeping closer, and you still need to get a lot done, painting being the first thing.

The past year practically flew by for you and Tony. From the moment you signed the lease to the point you're about to open your shop for everyone to enjoy officially, it still feels like a blur, but you're incredibly excited. The road to get here hasn't been entirely without challenges, but you've managed to overcome every hardship with the help of your friends and family, all of whom are here today to support you.

A few days ago, your friend and artist Steve Rogers was busy making seasonal paintings on the window that perfectly fit the autumn theme. Pumpkins, leaves, pastries, and coffee are all painted beautifully in orange and brown tones, but the cherry on top is that he incorporated Coffee Beans into the art, too. He's sitting in the middle of the window with leaves falling all around him, making him the focal point of it, and he's meant to draw in as many customers as possible.

Today, you and Tony have been making the last arrangements – checking to see if all the coffee machines work, baking many pastries and desserts, creating different sandwiches, and rearranging the furniture until everything is perfect. It's time for the official grand opening in a little over an hour, so you and Tony have returned to your apartment to get changed, and the nerves are starting to set in for you both.

While you've opted for a sweater dress paired with black boots, Tony has chosen a business casual outfit that goes perfectly with your dress. You two look like the perfect pair – and after tonight, you will be the people everyone longs to be. Once back at the shop, you can already see a small line of people outside the door – you are running a special that the first 25 people will get free coffee and a pastry or dessert of their choice, and it seems it will work so far.

In the store, Wanda and Natasha are happily chatting behind the counter as they prepare for the upcoming crowd. Over the past few weeks, they have spent a lot of time here, getting to know each other and helping you and Tony out wherever necessary, and today is the first time they will officially run the front of the shop.

Howard, Maria, and your parents also chat in one of the booths Loki suggested you get. Thor, Bruce, and Tony have placed them perfectly, allowing customers to enjoy the sun as they sit by the windows. Finally, Coffee Bean is sleeping on one of the windowsills again, enjoying the sun like he has since the first day he set foot in your shop.

"Sprinkle, can I talk to you for a moment?" Tony asks, his heart beating so fast it's a miracle you can't hear it. His eyebrows are furrowed slightly as he looks at you, worry settling in your stomach. You nod before following your best friend into the stock room, where you have some privacy between the coffee beans and other stock. He grabs your hands, encasing them with his large ones as he looks into your eyes with his dark brown ones.

"I- uhm… I've been thinking about something for a long time now, and I have never found a moment more perfect to say it – until now. One of our dreams is about to come true today, but I want to make it two. I've been madly in love with you for the past few years, Y/N. There's nothing more I want to do than kiss you and show you the way an amazing woman such as yourself deserves to be treated. But most of all, I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine for as long as you'll have me," he tells you, and it's like all the air is taken from your chest.

Tony lets go of one of your hands, instead tucking a piece of hair behind your ear as he continues, "I want to feel your lips on mine, and I need to know what they taste like because the thought of them has been driving me damn near mad for years. Please, please let me kiss you, my sweet Sprinkle," he whispers the last few words until they're almost inaudible, but you hear them crystal clear.

"Okay," you whisper back, and with a large smile, Tony leans to capture your lips with his. Your lips are soft against his own, and the subtle vanilla flavor of your chapstick has suddenly become the favorite he'd ever had the honor to taste. Your hands pull Tony even closer, and with the softest of groans, he parts his lips to allow you to explore his mouth. For a moment, there's nothing but you and Tony as time has stopped, and your entire body is on fire as you take your time together.

Then, you pull away to the feeling like heaven is shining down on you. Even though you're left breathless, it's also the best feeling in the world, as you've finally had the chance to kiss the man you've fantasized about for years. Your mouth splits into a grin, your features lighting up the way Tony loves so much, and he can't help but smile right back at you.

"I'm in love with you too, Tony, and I've seen how you look at me when you think I don't notice. The way you steal glances when I'm reading on the couch or when we're walking through the town. Or when you can't take your eyes off me whenever I'm cooking or baking," you add, making him chuckle in response.

"But there's something else I need you to know, Tony. When I felt like an old cardigan under someone's bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite. You always make me feel special and loved; it feels like home with you. You're my home, Tony, and for that, I will love you most of all," you tell him, tears brimming in your eyes as you do. Whenever you feel like you aren't worthy of love, Tony has proven you wrong and shown you what it's like to be so loved that you're practically overflowing with it.

"I love you, Sprinkle. I always have, and I always will," Tony then says before capturing your lips one last time, as it's officially time to start the next chapter of your lives by opening your shop, which you named 'Coffee Bean Café,' after the cat that had nestled his way into your hearts when you started renting the shop. After one last peck on the lips, you and Tony go out of the stockroom, but not without interlacing your fingers first, which doesn't go unnoticed by Natasha.

As you walk by together, she winks at you to let you know she's proud of you, and you can't stop smiling as your cheeks heat up under her gaze. You don't get to think about it too long because it's time to open your shop. After Tony gives a heartfelt speech, followed by you, you officially open the doors for the public, and Natasha and Wanda get to serve all the customers.

"How're you feeling, Sprinkle?" Tony asks when you two finally have a moment to yourselves, and you're almost melting under the sweetness of his gaze. Now that you two have admitted your love for one another, it's impossible not to want to be close to him.

"Excited, but tired at the same time. I'm happy we finally opened our shop, but right now, I mostly want some sleep," you say, and your body emphasizes the point by yawning, making Tony chuckle.

"Me too, but I promise I'll make it up to you tonight with some cuddles on the couch; how does that sound?"

"Like I want to sneak out and get my cuddles now," you tell him honestly, and Tony can't help but laugh at your comment, making some heads turn in your direction. Neither of you notices, though, as you two only have eyes for one another.

"I love you, Sprinkle, and I can't wait to see where this journey will take us." Your boyfriend leans in to capture your lips in the softest, most loving way, showing your love for the coffee shop. Behind you, there's some applause and loud cheering, making you both smile into the kiss. This has been long overdue, but now you plan on making up for every second you missed.

While you and Tony share a lovely kiss, Natasha and Maria look on with huge smiles. Then, Natasha holds out her hand, as the two of them had a bet going about when you two would finally confess.

"I told you they would confess today," she says with an even bigger smile, and Maria fishes a 10 dollar bill out of her pocket, handing it to her as she nods her head in agreement.

Out of all the beautiful things that have come out of the opening of your shop, the friendship between Maria and Natasha is one of the most unexpected, but what's most important is their shared love for you and Tony, as both of them wouldn't want anything other than happiness for the two of you.

[starfightrpilot]

so i binned my current run (i was just past The Big Decision you have to make after you first meet davrin) to start over for the sake of mods, because i really wanted to play dress up (i just want andy to look like the grey warden she's been for the past decade).

which means i get to see the start of the game all over again, which got me thinking about this post i made previously (which i have to link because you can't add videos to reblogs otherwise i'd be doing that instead and i cbf making this a gif-- actually whatever i'll just put the screenshot of the post and the rest of my thoughts here under the cut)

anyway. thinking thoughts. connecting dots, perhaps. the framing of those shots of varric are also far too ominous for my liking. very crossing-a-threshold-from-whence-one-cannot-return kind of vibes! can't say i like it!

and then neve does not acknowledge varric at all when she hobbles into the infirmary, and there's barely any mention of him outside of harding saying 'and varric paid the price' in the first lighthouse group debrief. harding's little wallow moment when you first return to the ritual site to go find the dagger... god. i thought it was a little weird at first when no one ever acknowledged rook saying 'i need to go talk to varric' but...

swear to god if they pull out a 'he's been dead the whole time!' i'll shit myself

[somanyfuckedupiftruebooks]

Today I will pretend that I am working on my fic by nailing down my headcanons for TMA S1 clothing and outfits.

Jon

At work he is always in professional officewear, always put togther, has a sharp haircut. Rarely a full on suit but sometimes the elements of one, like a vest with no jacket. Always a tie. Gravitates toward white shirts and dark everything else because he thinks dark colours all automatically match each other (they don't). No patterns. No accessories. Always looks uncomforable in his own clothes, like they were bought for someone else. No one ever taught him how to dress himself nicely so he is doing his best approximation of what others are doing and it only mostly works (it would never occur to him that his belt and shoes should be the same colour, for example). He irons everything on laundry day but then wears clothes for multiple days in a row because he has no time/is secretly living in the archives for most of the week, so his overall look is far more rumpled than he realises.

At home (on the increasingly rare days that he isn't at the institute) he just dresses in his old uni clothes, which lean towards alt and gnc stuff. This has more to do with the fact that he cbf to upate his wardrobe (shopping is hell) and less to do with it actually reflecting how he wants to present himself now as an adult, but it's fine because he never goes anywhere. There's some skirts in there, and merch for weird indie bands that no one's ever heard of. "Somehow" he got custody of a few of Georgie's old shirts in the break up and he will wear these to sleep in because they are soft and loose and comfy on him (the air quotes are because he is in denial about being a clothing thief). He owns eyeliner that he doesn't wear anymore because he's convinced himself that he's too mature for it now. He has a jacket covered in pins for various causes that he also never wears anymore but he loves it too much to get rid of it.

Martin

Also professional, but a much softer version. Like Jon he is afflicted with desperately-need-to-look-like-I-know-what-I-am-doing-even-though-I-don't disease, and that reflects in his clothing choices. He always wears multiple layers and his clothes all trend towards being too baggy, both for trans reasons and also the dismal realities of shopping for plus size clothing on a budget (more often than not, you just have to buy whatever you can physically put on your body even if it will never look right or fit properly). His default setting is a collared shirt with a cardigan over the top, but the collar still visible. Prefers cooler colours because warm tones bring out the red in his skin and he worries about looking flustered all the time. Paints his nails sometimes when he is feeling a bit gender. His mother had his ears pierced when he was little but he never wears earrings.

His at home clothes are exactly the same as his work clothes. Martin doesn't have spare cash for extra outfits; he has to buy nicer things for work, so when something becomes too worn to get away with in the office he just wears it around the house until it's too faded and full of holes to hang onto. He will patch or darn things that he particularly likes or thinks he can get some more life out of. Taught himself how to do this by watching youtube videos and is actually pretty good at it; some of his patched clothes could almost look trendy! He probably has a handful of clothing items that are actually good because he bought them for himself as a treat, like a dress shirt in a colour that matches his eyes, and some pants with a particularly flattering waistline. He wears these things when visiting his mum because he wants to look put together but also because he usually needs some cheering up on those days.

Sasha

She's a woman trying to be taken seriously in her profession, so she dresses seriously. Lots button downs tucked into high waisted skirts, a few dresses but nothing too feminine. Nothing with hemlines above the knee or anything that shows her shoulders. Nothing too form-fitting, and she's also usually wearing mutliple layers. Subdued but nice patterns. She walks a fine line between not wanting to look like a grandma but also avoiding anything too modern (lots of old fashioned types in academia). Always considers her appearance and puts together outfits where everything matches and looks flattering. Prefers muted but warm colours, browns and oranges and yellows. Jewellery is always simple and understated, like some small gold hoops that are okay to wear every day, and maybe a necklace. Always wears her hair up off her face and natural makeup. She gets herself french manicures when she has the spare cash and feels like treating herself.

Outside of work, she has a really defined style and it's much more modern and less understated. A go-to outfit would be all fitted black clothes but dressed up with bright heels, belt and chunky earrings all in a matching colour, like an eye-catching red. Her hair is usually down and curly.

Tim

Strays a lot closer to the 'casual' side of business-casual than anyone else is comfortable with. He's received warnings for dress code violations before (none of the others ever have). Tends towards close-fitting clothing, dark slacks matched with shirts that have lots of colour and patterns (but rarely anything that clashes or veers too far away from office-appropriate). No hawaiian shirts or jeans. He used to have coloured hair and matching nails but was told it violated the dress code so he stopped doing that back in his research days. Always wears earrings and often they are 'fun', like a set of studs that look like little birds or something. Also has some rings, and a nice watch that his parents got him as a graduation present.

Outside of work, yes hawaiian shirts and jeans, and maybe he fucks around with some jewellery or makeup if he has a date or is feeling a bit gender. That would be his go-to leaving-the-house outfit. He is someone who has very distinct 'outside clothes' that look good and he will let people see him wearing, and 'inside clothes' which do not look good and no one but Danny and Sasha have ever seen him wearing. His inside clothes tend to be old mismatched workout clothes with the elastic starting to go. He will wear these all day even if he has no intention of working out.

Elias

Always impeccably tailored three-piece suits. Definitely not afraid of colour, but he would never wear anything remotely close to being described as 'flamboyant'. Prefers solid colours over prints or patterns, but definitely owns some pinstripes. Always matches his shoes to his belt. No jewellery other than the occasional wedding ring (it's always a different one and never lasts more than a few months) and a series of very expensive watches and tie pins (he must own dozens of them). Doesn't go overboard with eye imagery; restricts himself to cufflinks that have either eyes or the institute logo on them (he has several different sets because, like the watches, they are often anniversary presents and he has so many anniversaries). He will sometimes wear some subtle eyeliner because he wants to frame his eyes, but this is only for special occasions. Never looks anything less than 110% put together, and overall his aesthetic is what Jon's is trying (but failing) to be.

Outside of work, he is still always in very expensive clothes (because Peter pays for his entire wardrobe) but not suits, just the dressier side of casual. He does the annoying rich person thing where all of his clothes are tailored to fit him, so even his casual wear looks effortlessly amazing. A normal outfit for a relaxing day at home would be something like grey slacks and a black turtleneck (but in a distinctly whoreish way).

[cypher2]

There’s a lot of history on display at the 2019 Women’s World Cup in France, but no player represents more of that history — the heroics and the heartbreak, the progress and the barriers — than Formiga, Brazil’s 41-year-old midfielder. This is her seventh World Cup — which, as one might guess, is a record for men and women.

She is a living, breathing symbol of how far women’s football has come in the last four decades, and how far it has left to go. Because when Formiga was born in 1978, it was illegal for women to play football in Brazil.

In 1941, the National Sports Council in Brazil drafted Article 54, a decree which said that women in the country “will not be allowed to practice sports incompatible with the conditions of their nature,” such as football, boxing, rugby, polo, water polo, and multiple track and field events. These events were slated to be too “violent” for women, and there was excessive concern by the white men in charge that the sport would interfere with a woman’s sexuality and femininity.

“Football became so important, infused with national identity and ideas about virility, masculinity, modernity, Brazilian race politics, that it wasn’t surprising that in 1941, the Brazilian government banned it for 40 years,” Dr. Brenda Elsey, associate professor of history at Hofstra University and co-author of Futbulera: A History of Women and Sports in Latin America, told ThinkProgress.

Women and girls continued to play football during this time — a testament, of course, to the power of the sport and the tenacity of women in Brazil — but they had to do it in the shadows. Sissi, a Brazilian football legend, famously learned to play the sport by kicking doll heads, since she didn’t have access to soccer balls.

But the ban remained in effect until 1981, when Formiga was three years old.

“If you think about progress that way, if you think about — okay, Formiga was born and literally, it was illegal for Brazilian women to play football. She’s playing on a national team that didn’t exist when she was born, and not only did it not exist, it was against the law — if you think about it that way, it’s amazing,” said Elsey.

Formiga was 17 years old when she played for the Brazilian team in the 1995 Women’s World Cup in Sweden. She was 18 years old when women’s soccer debuted at the 1996 Olympics in Atlanta. There has literally never been a women’s soccer tournament in the Olympics that didn’t include Formiga. She thought about retiring before this World Cup, but decided to stay when she realized the team needed her — it still has not cultivated enough talent to replace her.

“I was frustrated,” Formiga told the New York Times. “I had fought so hard for recognition for women’s soccer, and I wanted conditions to get better for us women players, and it hadn’t happened.”

Unfortunately, women’s football in Brazil remains rife with sexism and bigotry that have stifled its growth — the men in charge of the sport in the country seem much more concerned with making sure the women look feminine and remain calm and composed than in investing in their success in the sport.

“Now the women are getting more beautiful, putting on make-up. They go in the field in an elegant manner,” Marco Aurelio Cunha, the head of co-ordination for women’s football in Brazil, said in 2015. “Women’s football used to copy men’s football. Even the jersey model, it was more masculine. We used to dress the girls as boys. So the team lacked a spirit of elegance, femininity. Now the shorts are a bit shorter, the hair styles are more done up. It’s not a woman dressed as a man.”

In 2017, a few prominent Brazilian players — including Formiga — wrote a letter to the Confederation of Brazilian Football (CBF) protesting the CBF’s decision to fire the women’s national team’s first female coach, Emily Lima, after just 12 matches, and reinstate the team’s former head coach, Oswaldo Fumeiro Alvarez, more commonly known as Vadão.

The letter didn’t do much good. Vadão is still the team’s head coach, and in May, he told reporters that women were particularly emotional and hard to calm down in the locker room, and that might be why they were struggling in the lead-up to the World Cup.

These sexist ideals fuel inequality. As Elsey wrote in SBNation this month, men’s professional soccer players in Brazil can earn as much as $125,000 a month, while women only earn about $500 a month.

Of course, none of this sexism is exclusive to Brazil — in fact, it isn’t even the only nation that has banned women from playing football. In 1921, the Football Association — the governing body of football in England — banned women’s football because it was “quite unsuitable for females and ought not to be encouraged.” Primarily, it took this step because it was threatened by the popularity of the women’s game, which had soared during World War I. The ban was officially in place until 1971. Germany, meanwhile, banned women from playing football in 1955, and didn’t lift that ban until 1970. And many women are excluded from the sport due to racist and religious discrimination, as well. In Iran, women are still not allowed to even attend men’s football matches, since they are banned from sports stadiums. FIFA just lifted its hijab ban for women’s footballers in 2014, while France still has its hijab ban in place. There is a long way to go until true equality is reached.

Formiga is expected to be a starter on Sunday when Brazil faces the hometown French team in the Round of 16. France is the favorite, which means there’s a significant possibility that this will be Formiga’s final World Cup appearance. But, no matter the outcome, or how many more years the still fit and healthy legend has in professional football, one thing is certain: She’ll never stop fighting for progress.

“There are more teams in the women’s league, more championships and more women who want to play,” Formiga said. “But the structures are too small. Girls need more chances, more training.”

Lindsay Gibbs | ThinkProgress

When we speak of equality in women’s football, it goes much deeper than just the money. Equality to female athletes will always mean more. It has to. And when you hear people argue that women’s football hasn’t progressed or isn’t at the same level as the men’s game as a reason why they shouldn’t receive equal treatment, it’s important to remember the history of this sport. Female footballers have literally had to fight to get where they are today. They have been banned and held back in every way, for 40 and 50 years, even today they are held back, dismissed, and treated as inferior. And yet they have still conquered the field they have been placed on, in all it’s ugliness and beauty. It’s not a matter of the women’s game catching up, it’s a matter of the world catching up to them. Female athletes are not inferior and never have been. They’ve shown us what it looks like to become elite and break barriers and break records all while having to fight for their very existence with a foot on their neck. And all the while the common message we hear emanate from these elite athletes, who are titans, legends of the game, is how the next generation and the next after them can survive and keep growing. Because they know what it feels like to have nothing, to come from nothing, and to have to go back home to nothing. This sport will always be made better because the women’s game has that much more meaning, and we should all understand and respect that. 

[ehentha]

“Hey man, what the hell, these are actually good!” - some jerk who asked me to show him some photos after asking ‘what I do’. Going through my work to re-evaluate my portfolio is bringing up a lot of memories. So many artists are such pricks to one another. In the Maldives it’s usually the Malé elite. In Australia it’s usually ‘white’ artists who see me and see an uber driver or some shit they consider low class. Not my fault I cbf dressing up like some wanker 24/7. I swear I’ve had some conversations where these bozos like refuse to even look at me. No bother, it’s a slow rise to the top and when I get there I’m not gonna forget all the people who took me seriously. I owe it all to you. Dream team | Fuku and Kuda Ayya, two of the Maldives’ greatest athletes, carving up Raalhugandu | Malé City, Maldives | (2009) #surfphotos #raalhugandu #raalhu #surfing #bodyboarding #watershots — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/38pTkTL

[maladaptah]

Im so close to being done w this random deer…… :D……. Like done in one day level of ready! Which makes me super happy cause i now know it’s possible for me to be able to make art good enough to post much faster and Ok so I know I said I was going to finish that orange dog and I did think about and plan to I just woke up this morning and wanted to like practice with something quick as a warm up because I know from experience that I do my best work when I’m just coming down from the high of a quick mindless drawing that actually ended up turning out really cute, like I just knew that it would give me heaps of art energy. So to start the day off on the right foot you know- I was like oh I just need to crank soemthing out that’s easy and cute and I really REALLY liked that monkey I posted a couple of days ago which was exactly what I needed… an accidental warm up that turned out cute and took under 30mins …. So I thought id do something similar today! The monkey was basically just sketching over a random thumbnail concept painting of a design I didn’t care abt and haphazardly coloring it so I went and found another shitty concept painting of something to line over

Butttttt what was originally supposed to be a simple cleanup of an existing meh design turned into a - oh I’ll just slightly- update the color pallete a little bit and then just some small slight little changes to the silhouette and then before I knew it I was on yet another Pinterest image collecting tangent completely revamping the entire design and relearning how to draw a new species….. just….yeah… basically I chewed through all my best working hours today so i only have a good 2hrs left of drawing energy before I start becoming too tired to make good art but too unwilling to go yet another day without finishing that FAKCING orange dog so I stress stay up and tell myself I’ll have a short break to unwind and then the short break becomes a fixation on some new tv series or YouTube genre and I watch videos for 10hrs and then it’s the next day and I’ve been awake for 25hrs and no longer live in my countries Timezone and then oh it’s okay I’ll just pull an all nighter to remix it so I try to stay up the entire day as well but I get tired at the 30hr mark and fall asleep at an even more awkward time and then I remember just as I’m drifting off that oh shit my aunties coming over so I stress half awake half asleep nap for 2hrs where I stress wake up every 10 minutes ruining my rem because I think every little noise is my auntie at the door. And then it’s day 365 of not finishing that orange dog and being awake 20hrs and just ….. wish I had adhd medication or like cognitive therapy or somehting…my sleep health has been fucked my whole life like… doesn’t that shit shave years off ur life… and like gives u pimples and like this FUCKINF orange dog

But yah anyways I’m nearly done w this random deer woohooooooo😆😆😆😆 it’s gna be dressed like 70s Austin power flamboyant he/him kinda vibes! I cbf cleaning up the clothed version rn cos Ik that will shave another 10 years off of my life span so its just like normal water deer coloring dont have ur hopes too high oh and….. I’m not like 100% in love with the fur patterning but yk it was SUPPOSED to be something easy and I need to just let it be and I already decided the jacket and glasses save it okay just trust me….. like it’s cute w clothes …… I promise …. it really solves the color blocking issues and like most furries are clothed anyway?? Right so it doesn’t matter and it was supposed to be easy and ugly not my magnum opus and the coloring and anatomy isn’t too bad so it’s fine and like and and such as and therefore !!!!!!

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

feels blab 82,721:

so my job search is shit.... i’ve been getting rejected from like every job i apply for- whether their casual/part-time roles or a full time grad program roles. this business development firm keeps calling me to go to their training day... but it’s always at a  drop of a fucking hat next day thing.. where i have to go up the next day after the call to attend it.... and im like “i already have plans, it’s such short notice” bc it’s all the way up in central sydney and i just cbf to go bc it’s so goddamn stressful getting there. maybe they’ll leave me alone if i tell them i’ve enrolled in a course (ie. my grad diploma in information management, majoring in library and info management) which’ll interrupt the grad program.

i’m just so fucking over it. like what the fuck is the point of constantly applying for things if i just get rejected every fucking time??? i wonder what the job people from social services are going to tell me on thursday when i call them and tell them i keep getting rejected or i don’t hear back at all. maybe i;ll just have to start offering editing/proof-reading and essay writing advice or whatever other writing services i can think of, to help supplement my payment and help people... like i actually wrote a post about it months ago, but it’s been in my drafts since then hahahaha. or hell, maybe even tutoring services even though my marks are low asf haha. aside from the job search fuckery, my sister has agreed to let me wear one of the many nice dresses i bought years ago to go out on dates (alas i still haven’t bothered with that lmao)  to my graduation so i get to save wasting like $150 on another nice dress (bc this one was actually like $160 or something when i bought it in like 2015) that i’ll probably only ever wear once (ie for grad) or maybe twice before storing it away in my wardrobe for years to be never worn again.... lmao.

[frisbeep]

It Was Going To Be Nice

TW: Shouting, Arguments, Breakdowns, Overstimulation with Meltdown, implied self harm and a hint of violence

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Steven laid out a deck of cards on the table, trying to get all the gems to relax after the crazy few days they've had. "So, before we begin planning the wedding, how about we all sit down and play cards!"

Pearl gave a soft smile and clapped her hands together. "Sure! What game shall we play?"

Not missing a beat, Amethyst tried to joke. "How about something like Poker, or Go Fish! You'd be great at that."

"What's that supposed to mean-" it took Pearl a few seconds to connect the dots. "HEY! Even though I hate to admit it, as a pearl, I am physically incapable of disobeying an order from my superior, in that case, Pink, lest I risk shattering myself!"

Raising his hands, Steven pouted. "Hey! Amethyst, that was mean, we should be looking forward and trying to get ready for the amazing future, not blaming Pearl for stuff that's out of her control!"

Ruby was leaning against her fiancé, nervously rubbing her thumb against her forefinger on her gem-ed hand. "Guys..let's just play,,garbage?"

Sapphire smiled and nodded, after a few moments, so did Pearl and Amethyst. Sighing with relief, Steven proceeded to shuffle the deck and dish out the cards. "Okay, who's first?"

The five played in near silence for a few rounds, until someone had suggested that they switch it up to B.S. (Pearl always told Steven it meant Bologna Sandwich, but that didn't stop Amethyst from yelling "bullshit!" after every round) and, as Steven was dishing out the cards once more, chaos started again.

"Hey wait! Pearl will just win this one too!" Amethyst began again, clearly not over how Pearl, and by extension, Rose, had lied to the group, though everyone was well aware from how Amethyst thought about Rose that she thought of the deceased gem as a mother figure, a caregiver, so she was mentally shattered over the reveal that her makeshift mother was hiding such a vital thing from her. "B.S. is all about lying!"

"Oh as if you've never lied before," Pearl huffed back, crossing her arms and pointing her head up in a matter-of-factly manner.

This pissed Ruby off, slamming her palms on the table, smoke began to rise as she hissed. "But she has never lied to the extreme you have! Rose was a Diamond! You saw how Sapphy was when Steven came out of your gem and told us all!"

"I-well..." Pearl began, trailing off.

Steven covered his ears, tears edging his eyes as he whimpered. "G-guys..?"

His voice went unnoticed as the gems all began a shouting match. Steven's head felt light, his senses kicked into high-gear, he was afraid, his hearing, I can't hear, I can't hear! Too loud, too loud! I..I need to get out! Tapping his fingers on his head to try and stimulate, he couldn't take it anymore, he had to get out.

Quickly lashing his hands out, he pushed his body from the table, moving backwards as he tried to stand up and run at the same time. As he crashed into the door, the sound made every nerve in his body flare up, his gem more on edge than ever with it's scratch marks over the sleek surface. As he basically tumbled down the stairs, he hid amongst the rocks, the gentle waves sliding onto the beach before retreating helping his nerves ease up, as he hyperventilated, he tried to slowly move his hands to listen to the ocean.

Lion was there, nearby for Steven to pet if he needed the added comfort and warmth. It took a long while, about the length of the average Crying Breakfast Friends episode, but Steven, now dizzy and hazed, was leaning against Lion, stroking the Lion's shoulder gently as he lifted up his shirt, staring at the diamond. Marks from this morning still noticeable on it's surface, like a scratched DVD.

Sapphire had noticed his absence and gone outside to fetch him while he was petting Lion, but saw how he was and just sat down, her dress curling over her torso, covering her legs as they always did. Starting softly, almost a whisper, she managed to say simply. "Sorry, for fighting inside...we shouldn't have done that, especially not since you..."

Steven blinked, he had been staring off into space, thinking about what CBF characters would fit which roles in the Unfamiliar Familiars lore. "Wha...oh, it..it's okay, this is new to everyone, it was,,it was foolish to try and get everyone together so soon anyways."

Shaking her head, Sapphire rested her gem-ed hand on Steven's shoulder, cold to the feel, Steven felt a slight shiver go up his spine as Saph explained. "Amethyst was just trying to cheer us up,,,but her humor often goes over Pearl's head, though Ruby caught on that Amethyst was joking,,,at first, Pearl, like you, sometimes has to need a little extra,,indications to laugh or smile when a joke outside the traditional sense is stated."

Steven fiddled with his fingers absentmindedly, unintentionally avoiding eye contact with Saph, instead, his eyes wandered around the bottom of the stairs as he responded. "Yea,,yea I get that. I barely ever get Ames's jokes unless she's in a good mood, or it's a pun."

Saph smiled a little and asked. "Do you want to stay out here a little longer? I foresee that the sunset will be beautiful, and not many seagulls will be here to interrupt it."

Nodding, Steven and Sapphire leaned against Lion as they watched the sunset together.

[a-small-writer-in-a-big-world]

Prom part 2: cbf!Soap x f!reader

Prom had been fun enough. You enjoyed being dressed up, eating and drinking the mediocre catering by your small school had put out for everyone. You also enjoyed dancing with your friends, including Johnny, and catching up with them.

Prom had gone on into the night. You just entered the bathroom, ready to end the night and ask Johnny when he was ready to leave when you heard Holly and the other Mean Girls.

They had left you alone the entire night and you had as well, so you decided it was best to just turn and leave.

“So he told you he was going into the military but not her?” You heard one of them say and you stopped. “And he’s not interested at all?”

“No,” Holly sighed. “John only has eyes for her.”

Your stomach dropped and you swallowed hard. This had to be a sick joke, a lie Holly made up just to get after you…yet why would she tell her friends if she didn’t know you were there?

Johnny actually got in the military? When was he leaving for boot camp? Does that mean he’s going to be gone before you move into your dorm at the university?

He didn’t tell you. Why didn’t he tell you?

Your chest hurt and your throat tightened. Tears burned behind your eyes and you swallowed hard as you stepped into the bathroom, your attention on Holly.

“John’s going into the military?” You asked her, in hopes that maybe this wasn’t true.

Holly’s eyes widened and she glanced at her friends.

“Yeah…he still hasn’t told you?” She wondered and when your face fell she gave you a sad almost sympathetic look as if she felt bad.

“Are you lying?”

“No.”

You fought against tears and nodded. It felt like your stomach dropped to your feet as you turned and rushed out of the bathroom.

Johnny didn’t tell you. How could he not tell you he was leaving you, that he actually got in the military? You weren’t sure if you were shaking because of anger or because you were incredibly upset by the fact that he was actually leaving you.

You rushed through the gymnasium without a thought of where you were going. You were so overwhelmed that you barely registered you were outside until Johnny stopped you.

“Bonnie, what’s going on-“

“Did you get in the military?”

Johnny’s face fell and a fire ignited within your stomach. A panicked look flashed across his face and he raised his hands up passively.

“You told Holly before me?” You exclaimed and he winced.

“It was by accident. “I was going to tell you tonight-“

“When are you leaving?”

Johnny hesitated and he took a deep breath. He stared into your watery eyes and you saw regret written all over his face before he regained some of his composure.

“The end of this week.”

You stared at him with disbelief and scoffed. You stepped away from him and shook your head, unable to believe that he would keep it from you especially when he was leaving in just a couple days.

“I wanted to tell you…I just didn’t know how to bring it up to you because every time I do you get-“

“I get what, Johnny?” You snapped at him and his eyes narrowed.

“Like this.”

You could tell he was trying to keep himself from getting angry, trying to keep his emotions under control as he took a moment to gather his thoughts. He was overwhelmed with regret and panic, but he was also starting to get irritated as well.

Why couldn’t you understand? He should’ve told you first but why did you have to be so against him leaving?

“I finally figured out what I want to do with my life, I have some sort of future and then you make me feel guilty for it.” He argued as he got angrier.

“Because you suddenly changed everything!” You argued and he huffed. “We talked about going to university together since middle school. Ever since your cousin-“

“I never wanted to go! That was something you talked about and if it weren’t for my cousin I’d be stuck here just like you.”

Your eyes widened and your mouth went dry. What did he mean by that? You were too stunned and hurt to say anything as he continued to be overwhelmed.

It was out now but Johnny was so angry that he couldn’t stop himself.

“You don’t have a plan, you haven’t thought about what you’re going to do. I’m not like that, I have to get out of here, I have to go make a difference and I’m not going to go along with you and your lack of planning.”

Were you holding him back? Did he think that? Is that why he wanted to leave? Because you weren’t enough, because he had outgrown you?

Your mind spiraled and it felt like the world was spinning. It couldn’t be true but all you could think was the fact that he must be leaving because of you.

Johnny ran a hand through his hair and tried to calm his nerves.

“I didn’t…can you try to see it from my perspective-“

“No.” Your voice was low and rough. “Why does it even matter if I support you, you’re just going to leave and forget about me anyway.”

Johnny groaned and scrunched his face as if the idea hurt him because it did. It hurt him deeply that you would think he’d throw you away after all these years, after all of the feelings he gained for you. The last time was a mistake and he knew that he would keep himself from doing it again.

He just had to get out of this town, he just had to prove to himself he was something more. That didn’t have to mean abandoning you.

“I won’t!”

“You will because you already have! You’re in denial and the sooner you realize it the easier this is going to be.”

Johnny stared at you incredulously, his heart pounding away as he suddenly felt lightheaded.

“What’re you saying?” He asked, his voice suddenly softer.

“I’m not waiting for you.” You stated firmly, tears threatening to fall now. “Because I know you won’t come back.”

The two do you stared at each other for just a moment. It was as if the world was crashing down around, both of you feeling too tense and hurt to even think coherently.

You didn’t see a reason to wait for him if he thought you were holding him back. If you were the reason he was leaving then why would he even come back in the first place?

In your pain you decided to hurt him in hopes that maybe it’d knock sense into him but if you weren’t so upset you’d know better. That never worked with anyone, let alone your Johnny.

Johnny couldn’t breathe. The guilt from wanting to leave ate away at him ever since that day you confronted him and now it beat against him like crashing waves on a beach.

He felt trapped. He wanted to leave to start a future, one he saw with you in it, but a partly you didn’t see yourself in.

And it broke him.

He nearly threw the idea of military away. He couldn’t lose you, not because of his stupid mistakes…but he couldn’t let his ideas of the military go either.

Johnny was lucky he had enough strength within him to know he needed to calm down before he made any decisions.

“I’m going home.” He cleared his throat as he felt tears burn his eyes and he rushed away from you.

Tears streamed down your face and you let out a couple sobs, unable to move from your spot.

You felt helpless.

Holly said your name and you didn’t have the energy to tell her to go away.

“I’m sorry, really.” She said genuinely and you looked at her through your blurry vision. “I can take you home.”

For the first time in your life, you felt safer with Holly than anyone else.

A/n: oops 🤭 (don’t hate Johnny please! He loves you, and is not leaving because of you)

Tags: @elysian0612 @cassiecasluciluce @pepsicolacoochie @hayleybarnesx

[surveysonfleek]

094.

The meaning behind my url: nothing really, had to think of something just coz everything i thought of was already taken.

How many tattoos i have and what they are: none.

Last time i cried and why: a couple weeks ago coz i had a fight with my boyfriend.

Piercings i have: ears and nose.

Favorite band: hmmm boyz ii men lol

Biggest turn offs: bad personal hygiene, disrespectful, close minded.

Tattoos i want: none really. i’d love to get a tattoo, but i probably never will.

Biggest turn ons: kind, funny, loyal, smart, smells good lol.

Age: 25. *sigh*

Ideas of a perfect date: traveling somewhere new. it might not be a one night thing but that’s my idea of a perfect date lol.

Life goal: find myself, get a career change, travel a little more until i settle down, get married and have kids.

Piercings i want: none.

Relationship status: taken.

Favorite movie: aladdin.

A fact about my life: i collect pefumes.

Phobia: whatever being scared of cockroaches is called.

Middle name: secret!

Height: 5′5″.

Are you a virgin? no.

What’s your shoe size? 7-8.

What’s your sexual orientation? straight.

Do you smoke, drink, or take any drugs? i do smoke. i drink occasionally. i don’t do drugs but i have before.

Someone you miss: my grandma.

What’s one thing you regret? not looking for a job in my field as soon as i graduated.

Favorite ice cream? rum and raisin and cookie dough.

One insecurity: double shin.

What my last text message says: cbf checking.

Have you ever taken a picture naked? i have but years ago. don’t think i’d do it again.

Have you ever painted your room? yes.

Have you ever kissed a member of the same sex? yes.

Have you ever slept naked? i tried it once and it was uncomfortable.

Have you ever danced in front of your mirror? yes.

Have you ever had a crush? yes.

Have you ever been dumped? no.

Have you ever stole money from a friend? no.

Have you ever gotten in a car with people you just met? yes lol.

Have you ever been in a fist fight? no.

Have you ever snuck out of your house? yes.

Have you ever had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back? yes. how lucky for the people who have ever said ‘no’ to this question.

Have you ever been arrested? nope.

Have you ever made out with a stranger? nah.

Have you ever met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere? yes.

Have you ever left your house without telling your parents? yes.

Have you ever had a crush on your neighbor? nope.

Have you ever ditched school to do something more fun? yes, duh. i wouldn’t ditch school to do something less fun lol.

Have you ever slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? yes, family.

Have you ever seen someone die? no.

Have you ever been on a plane? yes.

Have you ever kissed a picture? when i was a kid/pre teen lol.

Have you ever slept in until 3? yes haha.

Have you ever laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? a couple times.

Have you ever made a snow angel? never. it’s on my list next time i get to see snow.

Have you ever played dress up? yes.

Have you ever cheated while playing a game? yes.

Have you ever been lonely? yes.

Have you ever fallen asleep at work/school? at school. never work.

Have you ever been to a club? yes.

Have you ever felt an earthquake? nope.

Have you ever touched a snake? yes.

Have you ever ran a red light? yes. very rarely though.

Have you ever been suspended from school? nope.

Have you ever had detention? yes.

Have you ever been in a car accident? nope. knock on wood.

Have you ever hated the way you look? yes.

Have you ever witnessed a crime? i don’t think i have actually.

Have you ever pole danced? nope.

Have you ever been lost? yes.

Have you ever been to the opposite side of the country? yes.

Have you ever felt like dying? i’ve been super sick twice in my life and yes, they were painful.

Have you ever cried yourself to sleep? yeah but i always manage to stop for awhile.

Have you ever sang karaoke? yes.

Have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn’t? yes. drugs.

Have you ever laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? no.

Have you ever slept with someone at least 5 years older or younger? no.

Have you ever kissed in the rain? yes.

Have you ever sang in the shower? yes.

Have you ever made out in a park? how long is a make out? i guess i have.

Have you ever dreamt that you married someone? no.

Have you ever glued your hand to something? no.

Have you ever got your tongue stuck to a flag pole? no.

Have you ever ever gone to school partially naked? no.

Have you ever been a cheerleader? no.

Have you ever sat on a roof top? yeah.

Have you ever brushed your teeth? hahaha what is this question.

Have you ever been too scared to watch scary movies alone? yeah.

Have you ever played chicken? no.

Have you ever been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? no.

Have you ever been told you’re hot by a complete stranger? yes.

Have you ever broken a bone? no.

Have you ever been easily amused? always.

Have you ever laughed so hard you cried? yes.

Have you ever mooned/flashed someone? no.

Have you ever cheated on a test? yes.

Have you ever forgotten someone’s name? yes.

Have you ever met someone who didn’t seem real? no?

Give us one thing about you that no one knows. i have a secret twitter where i post interesting shit to just try and see if i gain followers but no. all i get are spam accounts following me :(

[faroutjimin1]

As a new fan of the beatles I only really know of how john's problematic and kind of thought he rest were relatively problematic free apart from occasional affairs but since reading what you've said about ringo I was wondering if you could give like a quick rundown on how they're all problematic just so that I know and don't think about the four as tho they're saints? Thanks if you do, or if you cbf maybe just like links to places where I can find out for myself? Thank you ✌️

Im surprised at the number of people who think john is the only problematic beatle. the things john has done tend to be more publicized, but they all have their issues. tbh most of their problematic histories involve drugs and affairs but ill try to put together some interesting points. this doesn't contain everything and shouldn't be seen as a definitive list but it should be a good starting point for your own research

Ringo

I really dont know a whole lot about ringo's history, but i know he had affairs with multiple women (im unsure on the details of his affairs tho) and developed severe alcoholism while married to maureen. I feel like i read somewhere that he was abusive towards her but i cant find that information at the moment. His alcoholism continued through the 80s, and he was very violent and abusive towards barbara. Ringo nearly beat her to death while under the influence. (x) (x) (x)

Paul

There is actually quite a lot to say about paul. contrary to popular belief, he actually isnt perfect lmao. Paul was a very controlling boyfriend. According to dot rhone, an early girlfriend: “He was so possessive that he needed to control everything about me – my appearance, the way I dressed, even the way I thought. he was always wanting me to look better than I did and I never thought I measured up to the way he thought I should be. I feel ashamed to admit it now, but back then I went along with it. I became his puppet. If I knew then what I know now, I would never have allowed it to happen. He gave me a list of rules that I had to stick to. John had the same rules for his girlfriend Cynthia….He told me I couldn’t see my girlfriends. There was no going out except with him, and I lost touch with my friends because I was never available. When we did go out I wasn’t allowed to smoke, even though he smoked; it wasn’t the image he wanted I guess”(x)he was also a pretty shitty boyfriend in general, considering he was almost never faithful to any of the women in his life. Paul would convince women to sleep with him then drop them, as he did with anita cochrane in the early 60s:“He didn’t really have a party in mind, but everything was called a party back then, I realised later on. Life was just one big party. We went back to a bedsit with two friends. It was apparent what the score was. I should have said; ‘Right, I’m going.’ But I let myself into it. You have to realise I really liked him. He was everything. He’d told me he loved me and I said I loved him - I did. He just seemed special to me. I thought he was a knight in shining armour. Every girl must think that when they fall for someone, mustn’t they? I remember waking up with him. I went to bed with my clothes on and they were all crumpled up. I was too shy to take them off. I was so shy. I can’t believe I stayed there and didn’t go home. I must have been mesmerised. I was really nervous. I was just 16 that night. I told him I’d never done it before. He reassured me to make me feel more relaxed, but I was very tense. I did it because he wanted to and I liked him. I just wanted to please him. I’d fallen for him and would have done whatever he told me to do. I didn’t know anything about it and was nervous whether I was doing the right thing. I thought he liked me, that he wouldn’t be there with me if he didn’t like me. I thought that night was the start of something. But I came back down to earth with a bump the next day. He dropped me at the bus-stop and said ‘See ya.’ He didn’t arrange to see me again. I think he realised I was just a kid. I didn’t cry until later when I was at home.” (x)He is rumored to have multiple illegitimate children and has allegedly paid several women off for their silence, including anita. (x)(x)Paul was also heavily involved with drug culture, like the other beatles and was often under the influence around his children: “Lizzie hated babysitting for the McCartneys because they were slobs (messy house) and because there were “drugs all over the place,” right out in the open where theoretically one or all of their four young children could get at them.”  (x)

GeorgeI feel like i have the least amount of problematic information on george lmao. Like the other beatles, george was unfaithful and had multiple affairs with women while being married to pattie, including his affair with ringo’s wife. george even publicly declared his love for maureen in front of pattie (x). George was very insensitive and cruel to pattie, having open affairs with women right in front of her and dismissing her completely. George's neglect of pattie eventually lead her to contemplate suicide (x).George also became a heavy drug user in the 70s and would preform concerts while completely out of it (x).

Im going to skip john considering people are already well aware he is problematic.

again, a lot of the beatles' problematic behaviors involve drugs and affairs, but those things should not be dismissed. they negatively impacted the lives of their loved ones through their addictions and infidelity. while those seem like minor issues, they can have extreme consequences: barbara's near-death at ringo's hands and pattie contemplating suicide because of george's behavior. so I know its tempting to say "it was just cheating" or "just drugs/alcohol," but I think it's important to understand and recognize that those things are bigger than they seem.

however, it is equally important to recognize that all four of them have worked hard to improve themselves, and have acknowledged the mistakes they have made in the past. as far as I'm aware, not one of them has tried to dismiss or excuse their actions. they have not only apologized to those involved, but they have made efforts to be better than this going forward. people are not totally good or totally bad. we shouldn't put anyone, celebrity or otherwise, on a pedestal and call them a saint. they're human, just like us. we all make mistakes, some more serious than others, and what's important is that we recognize those mistakes and grow from them

[aloyssobek]

Ugh I slept right past my alarm and now it's 5 to 8 and my class starts at 9

[raitrolling]

give me all of them [tiny grabby racoon hands]

get ready for Rai’s Old OC Ride

The Sonic OCS

active: 2006ish-2008

(look at that fucking table god damn)

these guys were my first group of ocs i ever posted online and were my main ocs for a long time. there were more sonic ocs i made earlier but i dont have any pics on my harddrive and i cbf going through all my sketchbooks to find them

Quartz the Bat was (you guessed it) a self-insert. ive talked about her on here before, but apparently i deleted the big backstory post but oh boy she was a doozy. her original concept was that she was ToTeS RaNdUmB aNd InSaNe xD and joined the dark side because they had cookies and also shadow was madly in love with her because Of Course. then i tried making her less ‘’’mary sue-ish’’’ (in my mind) by giving her a Tragic Backstory(tm) where she’s actually from the future but a demon fox named Kira was gonna kill her so her mum used her powers to send her back to the present. And also she was in love with silver because Of Course but he didnt love her back because silvaze was the OTP. then i scrapped the silver thing and instead she started dating one of my other ocs. also she could use chaos powers and stored chaos emerald in her boots.

Cheshire the Cat (a very creative name) was one of quartz’s best friends and also her roommate, except it was more ‘cheshire owned the apartment and quartz decided to live there’. her personality was that A. she was kind of like a big sister or mother to everyone B. she loved to cook and C. she was married even tho she was only like 16. that’s all there is to her.

Drew the Unicorn was a ripoff of someone else’s oc because they had a green unicorn and i was like ‘wow i want to make my own green unicorn oc’ and suddenly he appeared. he was also from the future and had cool telekinetic powers because Apparently Everyone From The Future Does. he was serious and emo and also married to cheshire. and yes, that is an awesomeface on his tie.

i also redrew him a couple years back along with another oc:

Diamonds the Hedgehog was a chao farmer and quartz’s boyfriend. he was also terrified of ghosts. that’s literally his entire character.

Milo the Fox was originally just a female tails with pigtails. then she became blindingly yellow, started wearing clothes, and got even bigger pigtails. she was also LoL sO CrAzY aNd RaNdUmB character because i didnt know how to make ocs with personalities. her weapon was a hammer like amy’s (of course) and she had a jetpack so she could fly.

Cross the Hedgehog was milo’s sister and i dont remember much about her. im p sure she was an assassin who worked with the chaotix, and her weapon was a double-edged spear that could be pulled apart and turned into two swords. she was also super serious and quiet iirc.

The Pokemon OCs

active: 2008-2010

i had more than just these four here, but this is the only group pic i could find

Raichao i’ve already talked about, but i just want to draw everyone’s attention to the fact that one time i tried drawing a Sexy Anthro Version on her and im just. look at this shit.

what the fuck, 14-year-old me.

Kissy i’ve also already mentioned but here he is again, now with even more blinding colours

Renni was a lucario with super magical powers and was raichao’s best friend. she was your classic ‘shy but powerful individual who could save the world’ kind of character. originally she was a riolu but her friendship with raichao made her evolve. also look at this fuckin bullshit story i wrote to go with this pic its so bad im gonna vomit

also i drew her and raichao dressed as tony and jeff from earthbound on multiple occasions so even if they werent back then im saying theyre girlfriends now.

DoMiNo was a team rocket experiment, where they’d give pokemon robot parts and brainwash them to make them killing machines. originally she was an enemy to raichao and co., but she ended up befriending them and Learning To Love Again(tm). i redrew her a couple years ago.

I Actually Don’t Remember That Espeon’s Name but he was a happy go lucky kinda guy who fell for DoMiNo and then eventually she returned his feelings

Sunrai was a sky forme shaymin with an eevee tail and also another pokesona/self-insert. at one point i drew her dressed as russia from hetalia and another person on the oekaki drew their pokesona as america and we had a completely impromptu art war where our ocs fought each other and then became friends. it was pretty fuckin cool ngl

she was also fuckin edgy as hell

AND NOW MY LAPTOP IS LAGGING W. ALL THESE PICS SO ILL DO THE NON-FANDOM OCS IN ANOTHER POST

[hellsbellssinclub]

40 character development questions! All about Padawan Fern!

Okay @markwatnae here are 40 of the 42 questions since the last two were pretty much just free for all questions. This took me over an hour to write and I cbf with any spelling and stuff.

Also, I dare you to do this with Edie.

And I dare any of you who read this to do this about of your OC’s.

PHYSICAL PRESENCE AND GESTURE.

1. How do they move and carry themselves? Pace, rhythm, gestures, energy?

When she isn’t stumbling over thin air, Fern is as graceful as the rest of the Jedi. She walks a slower then what she would call normal pace so that everyone with smaller legs then her can keep up. Fern is quite cheerful and enjoys gesturing when she is in a relaxed environment. If she is in a hostile area, Fern will become more still and cautious.

2. How much physical space do they use, active and at rest?

Fern is as tall as you can get and takes up a lot of space because of it. She does not often stand at her full height but when she does, Fern commands attention. Due to the fact that she is a Neti, Fern needs less rest then most. That being said, she can and will take up the whole bed or closet when she wishes to sleep.

3. How do they position themselves in a group? Do they like to be the center of attention, or do they hang back at the edges of a crowd?

She hangs around the edges. Being so tall means that she can be at the edge of everything and still get a good view of everyone.

4. What is their size and build? How does it influence how they use their body, if it does?

Tall, amazonian, strong. Fern is built tough and looks it. This helps for when she and her master are on missions and they need to threaten someone.

5. How do they dress? What styles, colors, accessories, and other possessions do they favor? Why?

Due to her young age, Fern often relies on breathing through her bark like skin. This causes her much trouble when on polluted planets. Her robes are made of a thick material that filters out polluted air.

She wears skirts instead of pants when she can get away with it and leggings too. Both are made of the thick material.

Her Padawan beads are made out of stones from the planet she grew up on. They are Force sensitive and are hand carved by Frank.

6. What are they like in motion–in different environments, and in different activities? What causes the differences between these?

Fern when not in a war like situation, is analytical and watchful of the environment that she is in. While she is mostly cheerful and relaxed, Frank has taught her to always be ready and on her guard no matter what.

7. How do they physically engage with other people, inanimate objects, and their environment? What causes the differences between these?

Fern is always cheerful with engaging people she likes. If she doesn’t like you she will be polite. If she really doesn’t like you she will be out right rude.

Inanimate objects are yelled at regularly.

Fern is always happy when in an environment with plants and trees. If there is too much pollution, like on Coruscant, she will be less happy and more or less cranky.

8. Where and when do they seem most and least at ease? Why? How can you tell?

Fern is most at ease in a garden or somewhere where the living force is prominate. She really does not like the senate or polluted areas.

9. How do they manifest energy, exhaustion, tension, or other strong emotions?

Fern bonces on her toes when she has a lot of energy. And slumps her shoulders when she is exhausted. When she is tense, the thorns on her body become sharper and easier to see. Other strong emotions are seen by the colour changes in her flowers or if her flowers open or close.

10. What energizes and drains them most?

The living force makes them energised. Being around those she cares about the most makes her active and bouncy. Being in the senate and Coruscant makes her feel weak and drained, which is why master Frank raised her in the Dantooine temple.

11. How are they vocally expressive? What kind of voice, accent, tones, inflections, volume, phrases and slang, and manner of speaking do they use?

Fern has a very light and bell like voice. She speaks with a slight accent and can be soft spoken at times. She often forgets to use basic and more often than not will turn to her master to translate for her.

12. How are they bodily expressive? How do they use nonverbal cues such as their posture, stance, eyes, eyebrows, mouths, and hands?

Fern uses her flowers to express a lot. Though that is more to do with her age then her control.

 DISPOSITION AND TEMPERAMENT.

13. How do they greet the world — what is their typical attitude towards life? How does it differ in different circumstances, or towards different subjects? Why do they take these attitudes, and why do they change? How do these tend to be expressed?

Fern wants the best she can get in life. She wants to be safe and for all her friends to be as well. Due to childhood trauma, Fern is terrified of many things, though she will not admit it. When not faced with her trauma Fern is completely fine. She is her normal, cheerful, if sassy and salty, self. When confronted with something to do with what she went through, Fern becomes defensive and angry. Her flowers all close when this happens.

14. What do they care deeply about? What kind of loyalties, commitments, moral codes, life philosophies, passions, callings, or spirituality and faith do they have? How do these tend to be expressed?

Fern cares about the Jedi and her old family. She has 12 siblings, none of them Neti, and she loves them all dearly. She keeps in regular contact with several siblings until the war (Palpatine) forces her to stop doing so.

Once Fern is loyal to something or someone, it takes a lot to lose that loyalty.

Fern follows a religion from the region of space that she was born into. The religion itself speaks of balance and staying true to ones path. The said religion has over 14 different cults to its name. Fern does not follow any of the cults. The religion is a part of a group of several other religions that follow different gods and goddess. Kinda like the old Greek gods.

15. What kind of inner life do they have — rich and imaginative? Calculating and practical? Full of doubts and fears? Does it find any sort of outlet in their lives?

Calculating. Very calculating. Fern is a hell of a lot smarter then she acts and presents herself. She watches and waits and reacts. She also doubts a lot and fears the backlash she could receive from her fellow Jedi if they found out about certain things from her childhood trauma.

16. Do they dream? What are those dreams like?

Fern dreams. Sometimes of good things. Sometimes it is visions of tin soldiers following a puppet man up the steps of the temple to kill the younglings.

17. Are they more shaped by nature or nurture — who they are, or what has happened to them? How have these shaped who they’ve become as a person?

Nurture. Definitely nurture.

Cant say much cause spoilers~~

18. What kind of person could they become in the future? What are some developmental paths that they could take, (best, worst, most likely?) what would cause them to come to pass, and what consequences might they have? What paths would you especially like to see, and why?

Depending on how things go, Fern could be a well spoken guardian of the peace who champions those who need help.

Or she could become a really bitter guerrilla fighter with little to no care about lives, hers or anyone elses.

Depends on which story I am writing.

 CONNECTIONS WITH OTHERS.

19. How do they behave within a group? What role(s) do they take? Does this differ if they know and trust the group, versus finding themselves in a group of strangers? Why?

If she is with a group she likes, Fern can often be a happy little puppy who makes jokes and is cheerful to be around.

If she is with a groups she doesn’t like then more often than not, Fern would be very salty and sassy. She would also poke as much fun as she could at certain people should they annoy her.

When around strangers, Fern will be cautious as normal and interact when needed until she has seen if she likes them or not.

20. What kind of individual relationships do they have with others, and how do they behave in them? How are they different between intimate relationships like friends, family, and lovers versus more impersonal relationships?

Fern sees Master Frank as the closest thing to a father that she has. She loves him dearly and keeps him close. Her relationship with Sober is also very close. He is one of the only people she listens to when she is told she needs to go to sleep and they are have the potential to Lifebond. Both Fern and Sober can be found asleep at times in Sober’s office, their arms wrapped around each other.

Fern treats all her friends with respect and love. She is devoted to them and goes above and beyond to make them happy.

She does the same for family.

21. What kind of relationships do they tend to intentionally seek out versus actually cultivate? What kind of social contact do they prefer, and why?

Fern prefers simple relationships. She likes it when she doesn’t need to talk to someone for months and they can still be friends.

Fern does like to just hang out with others her age though and just mess around. When the war starts and the other Padawans are either on missions and are dead, Fern takes to hanging out with her men when her master is busy.

22. How do people respond to them, and why might these responses differ?

Sometimes they are annoyed. Other times they think she is a cheerful young girl.

23. How do they respond to difficult social moments? What makes them consider a social situation difficult?

She watches and waits to see what to do. Most difficulties she has is when things get lost in translation.

24. How do they present themselves socially? What distinguishes their “persona” from their “true self”, and what causes that difference?

She presents herself as cheerful and polite. The main difference is that Fern is a lot more blunt and serious then she acts. While she does like poking fun at things, Fern pays attentions to what is happening around her and gages how to react.

25. What do they need and want out of relationships, and how do they go about getting it?

Cuddles and understanding. Fern is the kind of person to just walk up to you and suddenly cuddle you for a while.

26. How do they view and feel about relationships, and how might this manifest in how they handle them, if it does?

Fern often does not understand relationships. In terms of her kin she is still a seedling. While her body may have grown, her mind is still very much stuck in the ‘eww, sex is gross’ stage. Which works out fine for her and Sober seeing as he is quite happy with his hand if needed and sees no need for sex. They boy like cuddling.

 ACTIVITIES AND PREFERENCES.

27. What do they strongly like and dislike, in any category? Why?

Fern likes trees and plants and animals. Fern dislikes politician and Sith Lords.

28. What are they likely to do if they have the opportunity, resources, and time to accomplish it? Why?

End slavery. Endorse aid groups that work disaster relief. Have more planets settled as planets for crops for starving people. Have planets settled for endangered animals. Open the Archives to the general public.

29. What kind of activities, interests, and hobbies do they have? What significance and impact do these have in their lives, both positive and negative?

Fern loves to read and learn new things. She is interested in history and planets and animals. She also enjoys learning new prays from her religion and new skills.  And drinking everyone under the table.

The only negative impact her interest have on her is that desire to learn need things can be used against in the form of a Sith lord trying to convince her to join the Sith so she can read all the forbidden things.

And her drinking costs her a lot of money.

30. What is their preferred level of activity and stimulation? How do they cope if they get either too little or too much?

Fern likes to be active and do things. If there is nothing to do, she will find something to keep her occupied and if things are too much she will either power through it or ask for help. Badly.

31. Is there anything that counts as a “dealbreaker” for them, positively or negatively? What makes things go smoothly, and what spoils an activity or ruins their day? Why?

Dealing with politicians. Partially Palpatine. Fern would rather fight Sith Lords with both hands cut off then be stuck in a room with him.

32. Do they have any “props” that are a significant part of their life, identity, activities, or self-presentation somehow? What are they, how are they used, and why are they so significant? How would these props’ absence impact them, how would they compensate, and why?

Fern has a small shrine in her room that she prays to. It is hand made and means a lot to her. If it was destroyed, Fern would be heartbroken and it would take her a while to make a new one.

Every month when she is able, Fern would leave an offering of something over night at the bottom of the shrine.

THINKING AND LEARNING.

33. How do they learn about the world–what is their preferred learning style? Hands-on learning with trial and error? Research, reading, and note-taking? Observation or rote memorization? Inductive or deductive reasoning? Seeking patterns and organization? Taking things apart and putting them back together? Creative processing via discussing, writing about, or dramatizing things?

Fern studies everything and is very hands on with her learning. She seeks out what she wants to know and devours it when she has it in her hands.

34. How do they understand the world–what kind of worldview and thought processes do they have? Why?

Fern tries to have an optimistic view on things. She tries and see the best in the situation.

35. How and why do they internalize knowledge? What effect has that had on them?

She essentially has a mini library in her mind. She files everything away accordingly and that makes it much more easier for her to process thing.

36. How much do they rely on their minds and intellect, versus other approaches like relying on instinct, intuition, faith and spirituality, or emotions? What is their opinion on this?

She relies on everything she has. The Force guides her. Her mind informers her. Her intuition warns her and her faith steadies her.  Her emotions are what is left when she reacts.

37. Have they had any special education or training that colors their means of learning about or understanding the world? Conversely, do they lack some kind of education considered essential in their world? What kind of impact has this addition or lack had on them?

Master Frank is a shadow and he teaches everything he can to Fern, this means that Fern knows a lot more things than the normal Padawan or Knight. This means there can be lack of communication between her and some of the other Padawans.

Add into the fact that the temples have different teaching methods and classes means there is a big gap on what is and what isn’t learnt.

38. Is there anything they wish they could change about their worldview or thought processes? What, and why?

No. Fern knows there is no way to change the way she feels about things.

39. What sort of questions or thoughts recur in their lives, either specifically or as a theme? Why are these never answered, or answered permanently to their satisfaction?

“Will they accept me if they know the truth?” is what she asks. And I cant tell you because of spoilers.

40. What do they wonder about? What sparks their curiosity and imagination, and why? How is this expressed, if it is?

Anything and everything. Fern is forever learning and always wants to know many things. All the things in fact. And she is not afraid to ask the questions to get them.