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just-1other-nerd · 4 months ago

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This post appeared during the perfect time because it is disability pride month.

Also I have had glasses since 6th Grade, it started at about -1 diopters and currently I'm around -4 diopters, I've already forgotten how well I saw when it was only -1 diopters let alone what life with perfect vision was like. I've worn my glasses every single day ever since I got them (never tried contacts), and my vision still got worse. I can't imagine living without my glasses, they feel like a part of me. And while the health care in my country covers the cost of the glasses (not the frame) themselves as long as you're a kid, you have to pay thoses as well once you turn 18. But like why? It's not like I've stopped seeing badly in general or like my vision stopped getting worse but I need my glasses to function properly in everyday life. I need them to find things, to drive a car which I need to get to work, to not stumble over shit that's on the floor, I need it to read text that's not directly up in my face, seriously I couldn't even type this without my glasses unless I held my phone about 10cm away from my face. Health care should cover this, period.

We also still need to normalise bad vision and glasses in media, just like we need to with other disabilities and disability aid. I mean compared to other disabilities there's lots of representation but it's oftentimes just bad representation and almost never the main characters unless they need a makeover scene. Extensively more about that under the cut.

For example Harry Potter proves how you never see a main character with glasses because the fact that you can put together a lightning bolt symbol and a glasses symbol and everybody immediately knows that you mean Harry Potter speaks for itself, his glasses wouldn't be this iconic if more non-nerdy characters had some, in fact it can only be this iconic because it's not common. And even so I think it's just unrealistic that nobody ever asked if they could put his glasses on, that's such a common behaviour of people who don't have glasses.

And it's not even like a character has to start out with glasses, authors can give their characters glasses as the story goes along, they can do so despite glasses not being a thing in the original concept of the character because sometimes people only notice when they get older, someone I know only got glasses when they were 21 for this exact reason because the last time they had their eyes checked was before getting their drivers licence. A good example for this is Jason Grace one of the main characters from the Heroes of Olympus books because he didn't even notice, someone else literally had to tell him.

Or all of those romantic comedies where the girl/guy is allegedly not that attractive just for them to take their glasses off during the makeover to reveal that they were conventionally attractive all along. People in universe always act like it's the glasses that make those characters ugly (which they often even aren't in the first place), like there aren't any pretty or stylish frames, as if there aren't people who wear sunglasses or glasses without diopters as an accessory. People acting like that are one of the reasons why I was initially sad when I was first diagnosed with needing glasses instead of being excited about being able to see properly again. And I get it, people who you're only used to seeing with glasses look weirdly different without them, sorta naked in the face, but different doesn't have to mean better. Oftentimes when glasses look bad on someone it's just because they haven't found a frame that suits them.

And despite never having tried contact lenses I can see the multitude of reasons why people want to wear them, so I get when a character prefers them and stops wearing glasses most of the time. But boy do I hate it when a movie/show starts to act as if they never had them in the first place, just show them waking up and stumbling into the bathroom where they insert the contact lenses as part of their morning routine that's all I ask for. One piece of media where this was just super infuriating to me was the K Drama Marry my Husband because the main character and the love interest had glasses and both of them had the obligatory makeover (which is fine you know) but before they had really cute scenes that were elevated by the glasses and partially wouldn't even have functioned without the shitty vision of those two. And I was so excited for a couple where both had those problems with vision and would understand and have similar routines even though it wouldn't be present most of the time but then they got out of bed and acted as if they never saw badly ever in their lives, like what? That's not how wearing contacts works! They should reach out and grab their glasses before they look lovingly at their sleeping partner because I know they actually can't see any details in their face. Another K Drama example is True Beauty where the makeover is a vital part of the plot so once again it's fine, I wouldn't watch something like that if I didn't like this trope on some level and I actually think they handled the glasses part of that makeover quite okay (not good but I've seen way worse) but damn was it ridiculous when the girl couldn't walk down the stairs alone because her glasses shattered and the guy had to carry her as if the railing didn't exist to guide her safely downwards, you know, the way blind people do.

Alex from Red, White and Royal Blue is a positive example for glasses representation because even though he almost never wears his reading glasses especially in front of people he has them and he makes clear that needs them and it's actually a great character detail which makes him more real that he only wears them around people who he feels comfortable around and who he trusts because he doesn't feel like it fits his image but he let's the people close to him see this part of himself. Glasses can actually be used to enhance and tell the story.

Haikyuu was also revolutionary to me personally because Kiyoko is regarded the prettiest girl in the whole school, almost everybody has a bit of a crush on her and she wears glasses. Nobody ever tells her she should take them off or suggests that she'd look even prettier without them, or that she looks good despite wearing glasses, it's not even a topic of conversation because she is just beautiful, with or without them. Also we have sporty guys wearing glasses, some on the court and others when they don't play (like Oikawa). The fact that they thought of finally giving Tsukki special sports glasses still makes me go feral. This is the representation I need.

Kids with glasses need to see that they're not a bad thing. Characters of all personalities and roles within a story should wear glasses so that people can see that they can take up this role as well. And the way people treat their visual aids (be it glasses or contacts) needs to be more accurate to reality. This type of bad vision which is so comparatively easy and uncomplicated to "cure" is one of the most common disabilities in all social classes, cultures and ages but if we can't even manage to represent that well - despite lots of people who are involved in creating whatever it is you consume being affected - how should we have hope that other disabilities can be well represented?

Made the mistake of bringing up that needing glasses is a disability on tiktok and people got real mad.

“You can fix it with glasses�� yeah, cuz they’re a disability aid? But like, I still have to pay 160 bucks to use my own fucking eyes?

Like, by definition, if your eyes do not work without aid, you have a disability to see.

Having a disability doesn’t automatically put you in what people consider the “disabled” category, but that doesn’t change the fact that it is in fact, a disability.

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cyarsk52-20 · 1 year ago

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Twitter reacts to resurfaced clips of Ice Cube's 2006 race swap TV show

Ice Cube is a well-known legend when it comes to music and film, but what many didn’t know was that in 2006 he produced a TV show where contestants swapped races.

Leave it to Twitter to discover anything and everything you may not have known existed. On Saturday (April 9), a TV show that didn’t have much popularity on-air suddenly became the talk of social media.

The reality show — titled “Black. White.” — aired on FX and featured families switching races for six weeks. On the show, the contestants would get full-on makeovers complete with airbrush body paint that would transform Black people into white and vice versa.

The idea of swapping lives isn’t completely foreign. TV shows such as ABC’s “Wife Swap” have done similar experiments for years. At one point, there was even a celebrity spin-off version. With Cube’s show, though, Twitter users didn’t seem to be thrilledabout the idea of “black face” being used in a reality series.

According to IMDb, the show’s theme song was “Race Card” by Ice Cube. A description of the show reads, “What’s it like to walk not just in another man’s shoes, but in another man’s skin? That’s the question this series asks as it transforms through extensive makeupwork a black family into a white family and vice versa. The two families live together for the duration of the experiment, discussing their experiences — sometimes heatedly — after the makeup comes off.”

After the six weeks were up, the contestants washed away their borrowed DNA and transformed back to their birth race. The series showed the families discussing the situations they experienced while living in a different race’s shoes.

For anyone interested in viewing this social experiment, old clips can be found on YouTube. For now, though, here’s what Twitter is saying about the show.

Ice Cube calling up WB and saying he has a great idea for their next Superman movie pic.twitter.com/0BUHWQuYZ5 — Narrative Matters (WandaVision Critique! Pinned!) (@itsnarrative) April 10, 2022

Nah Ice Cube got to explain this show pic.twitter.com/oBj3xvLGN7 — more ice 🍨 (@Maurice1Charles) April 10, 2022

I do not get why. People are making such a big deal, That ice cube was part of this. I believe, The show was canceled because of how ridiculous the the white people were. It showed a reality that people are still trying to hide till this day. https://t.co/sjmFTBDutx — Mastercacique (@forthelovofus) April 10, 2022

Executive Produced by… Ice Cube? pic.twitter.com/236ATbs4MY — Hoodie Melo (@dazzaveli) April 10, 2022

why am I not surprised Ice Cube is behind this pic.twitter.com/BSl6cQEgy7 — cory🫥🫧 (@micahxcordell) April 9, 2022

Ice cube was like pic.twitter.com/D02MhXEjqg — Joe but in Spanish (@yallhearsumtin) April 10, 2022

Black. White. Was a good reality show. I watched the whole season. It showed the hate people had for each other, but how EVERYONE only see color not the person. #icecube was ahead of his time. — CB-EZ (@83christianb2) April 10, 2022

They’re not transracial they’ve just painted their face brown for a week for a TV show 🤣 — Alex Thomson {Tall Stories Creative} (@alexjlongman) April 10, 2022

Ppl who didn’t see the show wouldn’t understand. It was for the ppl to briefly experience what it was like to be black/white. Now the black as white makeup looked terrible but I know where Ice Cube was going with it. — Its_Kay0504 (@ItsKay0504) April 10, 2022

Nah this Black. White. TV show is wild lmao…we need answers @icecube — NON SWAGGY P (@pnoble_) April 10, 2022

ICE CUBE BLACK WHITE you guys are really mad over an old show you never watched that wasn’t even that good? The concept was interesting but if you’re mad it’s probably because you’re LOOKING for a reason to be mad. @icecube owes you no apologies — Anthony Tippett (@TZAROFTULSA4EVR) April 10, 2022

aint ice cube sit down w whyte supremaciest donald trump a year or two ago?? im not surprised he dressed black people up as white people & vice versa. its very on brand for his energy. pic.twitter.com/Xhj8QUtfrJ — t*ler #1 MGK HATE PAGE. FUCK MGK!!! (@immaterialbf) April 10, 2022

Oh wow I remember that show Black White from Ice Cube. They should do it again. So much has happened. Allow people to experience life in someone else's shoes. We're missing that today. #icecube #blackwhite #compassion — The Common Sense Liberal (@TenderLiberal) April 10, 2022

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laequiem · 4 years ago

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Kiss-proof

/ Jude has lost Cardan in the mall. Of course, he is in the one place she would never go. Domestic fluff, fluffy fluffiest fluff

Fandom: The Folk of The Air

Rating: T for mention of characters having a sex life, but that's it.

The flaw in Cardan's glamour is the same detail that infuriates me when I look at his face when he wakes up: he is impossibly beautiful. Not handsome like a popular actor, not pretty like the members of a boyband. He is absolutely devastating, just as he is as a faerie.

read on ao3 • part of Tales from the Mortal Realm

I check my bulky flip phone for the 5th time.

4:23pm.

I don't know why I expected Cardan to be back on time. I had some errands to do—which might include lingerie I wanted to keep secret until our anniversary—so I told him to explore the mall on his own. I gave him some (real, non-glamoured) money to spend like a child with an allowance.

There are so many red flags with this whole plan.

I do not like to admit it, but I'm worried. My extravagant husband has enough trouble fitting in with humans when he is with me, I can only imagine the trouble he can get himself in without me. Or the trouble that can find him when I am not there to protect him.

I get up from the bench that I had designed as our meeting point. Where could he be? Anywhere I would not go, which does not narrow the list down very much. As I walk around, I can imagine him enjoying every single one of these places.

Cardan smelling some bath bombs and chatting up with a pushy Lush salesperson. All that glitter, all that dye—the servants would rage at having to clean the tub afterwards.

Cardan entering a sterile-looking jewelry store, eyes glittering at all the precious gems.

Cardan browsing Hot Topic, digging into bowls of plastic rings and looking at shirts for bands he does not know.

My stomach drops as I stand before the one store I know I will find him in. Black-and-white striped pillars stand on either side of the storefront and the dreaded white font over black spells out the name of the store: Sephora.

I have never entered a Sephora before. They are intimidating and I know nothing about their products. Whenever I needed new eyeliner, I would just ask Vivi to buy me whichever one she thought was best. Nowadays, I can count on my husband's extensive makeup collection and skills.

“We have servants to do this!” I had insisted the first time he approached me with a kohl pencil. He had laughed, and I let him line my eyes. Ever since, I look forward to it. It’s a small, intimate gesture with which we prove our love to each other without saying a word. It is his way of showing care, and my way of showing trust.

I pass the threshold of the store and I spot him immediately. Even without my True Sight making his glamour ripple when I gaze at him, I would still have a hard time believing he is human. His glamour is perfect—rounded ears, no tail, the glitter of his skin dulled down to a normal healthy shine—but every glamour should have a flaw. The flaw in Cardan's glamour is the same detail that infuriates me when I look at his face when he wakes up: he is impossibly beautiful. Not handsome like a popular actor, not pretty like the members of a boyband. He is absolutely devastating, just as he is as a faerie.

Even amongst gorgeous people who perfected their faces through makeup and good lighting, he stands out.

For me, however, bewilderment comes from seeing Cardan wait in line like a normal person. Like a boy who did not grow up as an entitled prick. It shakes me so much that I stop in my tracks and watch him walk up to the register once the previous client leaves.

He adapts better than I give him credit for. My heart swells with love for this male who keeps challenging and surprising me.

I go to bypass the line and I catch a snippet of his conversation with the boy manning the cash register. On the counter lay piles of makeup, from eyeshadow palettes to colorful eyeliner.

"A good choice!" the cashier exclaims, holding a dark lipstick, "it has the best matte finish. It even passes the kiss test!"

I swear I can see him wiggle his perfectly defined eyebrows. The smile he gives Cardan is wicked—the same kind of grin my husband gives me over dinner then he's feeling particularly hungry.

"The kiss test?" my husband asks, a grin forming on his sinful lips.

"Yeah," the cashier replies, "you can make out with someone, it won't budge. Or transfer."

I get to Cardan’s side and the cashier notices me then. His brows raise in surprise for a moment before he schools his features into a socially acceptable customer service smile.

I can't blame him for his surprise—Cardan and I could not look any more mismatched. His sharp features are accentuated with contouring and a lighter version of his usual silver highlighter. I, on the other hand, barely had time to brush my hair before putting on an oversized hoodie and leggings. I bet I look like someone he took pity on and brought to the mall for a makeover.

"Where is the fun in that?" Cardan looks at me then, his dark eyes twinkling with mischief. "Still, I suppose I will have to try."

I roll my eyes and he presses a kiss to the top of my head.

The cashier tells Cardan the total, and he raises a brow when my husband starts counting cash. I know other humans use cards nowadays, but without a permanent address in the Mortal Realm, we have been dealing exclusively in cash—mostly given by Vivi in exchange for Elfhame goods.

The boy thanks Cardan for his purchase, and it's all I can do not to laugh when he replies "you're very welcome", like that is a normal thing to say to a retail employee.

On our way out, Cardan stops by one of the many mirrors in the store and applies his new lipstick, ending with a pop of his luscious lips.

"Really? You couldn't wait until we got back to the hotel?"

I smile teasingly at him, and he grins back. The lipstick is deep, dark purple.

"If I did, nobody would see it but you." He slides an arm around my waist and winks. "That would be a shame, when it looks so good."

I roll my eyes and slip out of his embrace, making towards the exit. When my back is turned to him, I allow myself a smile. It does look good, I think, though I won't give him the satisfaction of saying it aloud.

"Jude, wait—"

With those long legs of his, Cardan catches up to me quickly. He puts a hand on my shoulder and spins me around to face him. I lift my chin to look at him, and his expression sends a chill down my spine. This face used to send unwanted images of our younger days to my brain—Cardan spitting on my shoes, pulling my hair, kicking my lunchbox. Nowadays, this wickedness sends my blood rushing south and fills me with memories of his clever fingers and his face between my legs.

"I was not done," he says as he circles my waist again, pulling me towards him sternly. "I have to debunk the claims the boy made."

"Fine," I say, and peck him quickly on the lips.

He chuckles. "You know that won't do, Jude dearest."

Cardan leans towards me. Instinctively, I part my lips and close my eyes. Even after all this time, I hate that he has this effect on me, even though I know it's not fair. I have spent my whole life training with a blade while he spent his training his mind and body to seduce and manipulate.

His lips claim mine and I all but melt into him. I forget where we are, how utterly exposed we are to the judgement of others. I seek out his tongue with mine and bite his lip the way he likes.

Cardan pulls away and I chase after his lips, desperate for more, until I feel his mouth on my neck. Slender fingers grip my chin, angling my head to allow him access.

I open my eyes and finally remember myself, where we are and how inappropriate this is—

"Cardan!"

He hums in question as his cruel mouth continues kissing its way up to my ear. His hand moves back towards my nape and tangles in my hair, pulling lightly.

"We're in—you can't just do that! People are—"

I look around, mortified. The mall is not that crowded, but I see people looking abruptly away when I look in their direction. A mother covers her child's eyes as she notices us. An old lady sneers.

I feel Cardan grin against my skin before dragging his teeth up my ear to nibble at the curved cartilage.

I give a small shove to his chest and he pulls away with a chuckle that curls my toes.

"You're shameless," I say.

"You look like you drank an entire bottle of faerie wine," he replies, then gives a quick kiss to my heating cheek.

When he pulls back, he inspects my face with narrowed eyes, then my neck. He lets out an impressed hum.

"It seems he was right. No marks."

I laugh and his eyes light up, a genuine smile forming on his dark lips.

"Will you buy more, then?" I ask.

"No. I prefer when it leaves marks."

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vivithefolle · 4 years ago

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I just wanna ask, and don’t get mad at me cause I’m genuinely curious, how do you stan Ron? Like, I like him, but he is definitely misogynistic (slut shaming Ginny, treating hermione like she owes him something and being mad that she kissed someone years before, always objectifying Fleur, and acting like girls who aren’t pretty aren’t worth much). Like, by DH I feel like he definitely has mostly grown out of it, but still 6/7 books he’s kinda unbearable IMO

how do you stan Ron?

Like this:

OH MY GOD HAVE YOU SEEN. HAVE YOU SEEN HIM DID YOU SEE MY BABY OH MY GOD. WHEN HARRY’S ARM HAD GONE KABLOOIE BECAUSE OF LOCKHART AND HE. RON. HE WAS. HELPING HIM GET DRESSED???? OH MY GOD BABY???? HHHHNNNNGGGG. AND. AND. AND ALSO WHEN HE. OMG. WHEN HE WAS PUTTING FOOD ON HIS FRIENDS’ PLATES LIKE. MOM FRIEND ALERT MOM FRIEND ALERT MOM FRIEND ALERT. AND THE WAY HE’S ALWAYS BLUSHING AND BEING EMBARRASSED AT THE SLIGHTEST PRAISE BUT ALSO HE’S SO DESPERATELY SEEKING IT BUT HE KNOWS HE CAN’T TAKE IT AND EEK EEK EEK THAT’S SO CUTE SOMEONE HOLD ME IT’S ADORABLE RONALD WEASLEY YOU ARE SO GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF ME IT’S ILLEGAL TO BE THIS CUTE!!!!

Ok and then.

he is definitely misogynistic

No. And here’s why.

slut shaming Ginny

Yes, that was wrong. And guess what, that’s also something he probably - scratch that, definitely - picked up from his mother. And also his brothers, recall how Fred and George too don’t like to see Ginny go around with boys. There’s also something to recall: Ron was there when Ginny was taken into the Chamber of Secrets and learned later that it was because she had trusted an older guy. You seriously wouldn’t be paranoid about who your sister dates after that? It was wrong. Yeah. And he more than learned his lesson when Ginny clapped back by virgin-shaming him and basically told him that he was childish because he hadn’t have a relationship yet. So would that make Ginny sexist too? Or is it just for Ron?

treating hermione like she owes him something

..................... uuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh... when? When the fuck did anything like that happen?

He made a prat of himself at the Yule Ball, that much is obvious. But he didn’t tell her anything like “you should be with me” or didn’t insinuate anything of the sort. He was a jealous bitch but kept attacking Krum, not Hermione.

If you mean in sixth year when he treated her with “icy, sneering indifference” for the course of two weeks, yeah that was bad but that’s not “treating her like she owes him something”, the fuck?

being mad that she kissed someone years before

Yeah. I know. And that was bad, ooooh you got me to admit Ron did bad stuff, that’s what you want to see, right? And I reckon he was also mad that she hid it from him, and that he had to learn it from his sister of all people. We see Ron handles what he considers betrayals terribly. I have some meta discussing the possibility that he has a form of Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria.

always objectifying Fleur

Um... no, he doesn’t. He makes a stupid comment about her once in GOF then stops. Let’s also fucking remember that Fleur is a Veela, she literally makes guys stare at her as part of her powers!! I’m not blaming her because she’s literally born that way, but you can’t blame someone who is under magical compulsion either.

acting like girls who aren’t pretty aren’t worth much

So tell me why he was friends with Hermione then?

Because Hermione wasn’t Emma Watson the super hawt sexy model goddess. Hermione was Mrs Generic. Until this once at the Yule Ball when she got the pretty princess perfect Mary Sue makeover but then stopped because she had to remain ~relatable uwu~.

Again. Ron made stupid sexist comments. But it’s actively shown that he doesn’t follow up on them. If he did indeed live by the motto “girls who aren’t pretty aren’t worth much”, explain to me why he wasn’t simping and drooling all over Padma Patil who is explicitly stated to be one of the prettiest girls at school when she was his date? Why exactly did he ignore her and was a miserable twat the whole evening instead of basking in the joy of having snagging a girl that was “worth it”? Well surprise, it’s because HE ACTUALLY ISN’T LIKE THAT AND WHAT HE SAYS IS MAYBE SHIT HIS “COOL OLDER BROTHERS” SAY AND HE THINKS THAT BY EXTENSION IT WOULD MAKE HIM COOL TO REPEAT IT. MIMETISM, THAT'S BASIC FUCKING HUMAN PSYCHOLOGY FOR FUCKING TODDLERS MY FUCKING GOD.

Like, by DH I feel like he definitely has mostly grown out of it,

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so. so why. so why wouldn’t you. use that. as a reason. to stan him.

like.

fuck all the “hurr durr ron weasley the boy who made it out of the friendzone!!!!” bullshit, let’s start going with “Ron Weasley, the Boy who became a Man, and not one of those 'uugghh im such an alpha male’ ones but one that’s got the balls to say ‘hey love, I’ve got an idea, what if you kept doing that job you love and feel passionate about while I support you and do the majority of the childcare while also working a smaller job on the side so we’re never short on money’“

Why you people gotta be “yeah I like Ron BUTT” when you know full-well this fucking awful fandom will rake him over hot coals over the slightest mistake he does - worse, will actively go out of their way to interpret his positive moments in the most negative way possible??? Fuck off with that bullshit. Ron dared to say bad stuff omygah big deal, he was forgiven for it all and you’re just all cowards looking to feel “pure” by telling yourself ��oh yeah but he was problematic once uwu”. FUCK. THAT. NOISE.

but still 6/7 books he’s kinda unbearable IMO

And IMO he’s not, funny how that works

So.

I guess it’s impossible to stan Ron because he was problematic uwu.

Ok.

Then I hereby decree that it’s impossible to stan Hermione Granger because:

“I’ll bet you wish you hadn’t given up Divination now, don’t you, Hermione?” asked Parvati, smirking. [...] “Not really,” said Hermione indifferently, who was reading the Daily Prophet. “I’ve never really liked horses.” She turned a page of the newspaper, scanning its columns. “He’s not a horse, he’s a centaur!” said Lavender, sounding shocked. “A gorgeous centaur . . .” sighed Parvati. “Either way, he’s still got four legs,” said Hermione coolly. “Any-way, I thought you two were all upset that Trelawney had gone?” - Order of the Phoenix, ch 27

wow casual use of a racial slur yay!!! A+

And it’s also forbidden to stan Harry Potter either since:

It was raining hard now, and she was nowhere to be seen. He simply did not understand what had happened; half an hour ago they had been getting along fine. “Women!” he muttered angrily, sloshing down the rain-washed street with his hands in his pockets. “What did she want to talk about Cedric for anyway? Why does she always want to drag up a subject that makes her act like a human hosepipe?” - Order of the Phoenix, ch 25

and

“Harry! There you are, thank goodness! Hi, Luna!” “What’s happened to you?” asked Harry, for Hermione looked distinctly disheveled, rather as though she had just fought her way out of a thicket of Devil’s Snare. “Oh, I’ve just escaped — I mean, I’ve just left Cormac,” she said. “Under the mistletoe,” she added in explanation, as Harry continued to look questioningly at her. “Serves you right for coming with him,” he told her severely. “I thought he’d annoy Ron most,” said Hermione dispassionately. “I debated for a while about Zacharias Smith, but I thought, on the whole —” “You considered Smith?” said Harry, revoked. - Half-Blood Prince

Victim-blaming! Nice Harry, nice. Always classy.

Ok, Ginny stanning is already cancelled because she virgin-shamed Ron, right, so who’s left, who’s left... ah yeah:

“There you go,” said Fred proudly. “Best range of love potions you’ll find anywhere.” - Half-Blood Prince

Selling date rape drugs proudly ouh là là. Bye Fred.

"Do they work?” she asked. “Certainly they work, for up to twenty-four hours at a time depending on the weight of the boy in question...” “...and the attractiveness of the girl,” said George, reappearing suddenly at their side. “But we’re not selling them to our sister,” he added, becoming suddenly stern, “not when she’s already got about five boys on the go from what we’ve...” “Whatever you’ve heard from Ron is a big fat lie,” said Ginny calmly, leaning forward to take a small pink pot off the shelf.

Assuming that only girls use love potions, and only on boys. Men never rape in JKR’s world, only women do, you heard it from George Weasley here folks, I’m just passing on the message. Ah and I hope you’re also starting the Fred And George Hate Club given how he’s also slut-shaming Ginny.

“What’s this?” “Guaranteed ten-second pimple vanisher,” said Fred. “Excellent on everything from boils to blackheads, but don’t change the subject. Are you or are you not currently going out with a boy called Dean Thomas?” “Yes, I am,” said Ginny. “And last time I looked, he was definitely one boy, not five. What are those?” She was pointing at a number of round balls of fluff in shades of pink and purple, all rolling around the bottom of a cage and emitting high-pitched squeaks. “Pygmy Puffs,” said George. “Miniature puffskeins, we can’t breed them fast enough. So what about Michael Corner?” “I dumped him, he was a bad loser,” said Ginny, putting a finger through the bars of the cage and watching the Pygmy Puffs crowd around it. “They’re really cute!” “They’re fairly cuddly, yes,” conceded Fred. “But you’re moving through boyfriends a bit fast, aren’t you?” Ginny turned to look at him, her hands on her hips. There was such a Mrs. Weasley-ish glare on her face that Harry was surprised Fred didn’t recoil. “It’s none of your business. And I’ll thank you” she added angrily to Ron, who had just appeared at George’s elbow, laden with merchandise, “not to tell tales about me to these two!”

Ah, good on you for defending yourself, Ginny, but remember, Ginny stanning is prohibited because she’s been problematic in the past and is gonna be problematic in the future and that’s baaaaaaad. Careful kids, don’t get ideas. It’s problematic to like people who’ve done problematic things.

So I guess nobody can like anything or anyone now. Sorry guys. Liking things is evil, what if the thing you liked had, OR USED TO HAVE, *gasp* flaws, can’t take that risk, ohmygah.

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tech820 · 3 years ago

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How Technology can Save You Time, Stress, and Money.

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crazy-fangirl1245 · 4 years ago

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Here is my fanfic @plancesecretsanta for @its-ren-hakuryuu-me! Per your request, I wrote about Pidge and Lance’s first date (*cough* which may or may not be inspired by an episode of Steins;Gate *cough*). I hope you enjoy it, and Merry Plancemas! <3

“Allura, are you sure this is a good idea?”

Usually, whenever someone in the castle said those words, it meant that the suggested idea was most certainly not a good idea. But Allura was so excited that Pidge was about to go on her first date with Lance (and her first date ever!) that she had forgotten that little piece of information. Not that anyone could blame her. Pretty much the entire universe had been waiting for Pidge and Lance to go on a date for almost a deca-phoeb.

“Of course it is!” the princess gushed as she looked the tiny girl over. “You look fantastic!”

Pidge turned around to look in the mirror and pursed her lips. She knew she was supposed to feel pretty, but she just felt awkward. It had been such a long time since she’d dressed like a…girl.

Allura had used some of the ship’s gadgets to fashion her a magenta knee-length dress with short sleeves and ballet flats. She had then spent a couple hours pinning Pidge’s short honey-blonde hair back with a few tiny jewels. Pidge knew that as the only other girl on the ship, Allura was really excited to have the opportunity to give her a makeover like this, but she was already nervous about this date and completely changing her entire look didn’t really help her anxiety.

When Lance had asked her for a date right in the middle of a mission (more accurately, in the middle of a particularly brutal fight), she’d been so stunned that she’d almost gotten blasted away and would have been if Lance hadn’t knocked her out of the way just in time.

“Is this really the right time for that?” she’d asked breathlessly.

“Well, I figured since we may or may not get out of this, I better stop putting off asking the question and just come out with it,” he’d answered in that infuriatingly confident voice of his. “So how about it?”

After it was confirmed that the mission was won and they weren’t actually marked for death, Pidge had agreed. It was obvious to everyone that she and Lance had a special connection, one she’d thought multiple times about furthering, but she was worried that taking the next step would ruin everything they shared. What if this date was a disaster and they’d never be able to look each other in the eye anymore? Or worse, what if their connection after tonight was so severed that they were never able to form Voltron again?

Pidge shook her head as she took off her glasses.

There was no use thinking of all the things that could go wrong. She might as well hope that everything went right.

But if the sinking feeling in her stomach was any indication, she had a bad feeling about this.

******

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Lance asked. “I feel like a dork.” He quickly turned to glare at Keith. “Don’t say anything.”

Keith closed his mouth.

“You feel like a what?” Coran asked.

“Never mind.”

Lance looked in the mirror at the formal brown suit Coran had forced him to put on. He felt so awkward. When was the last time he’d worn a suit? Had he ever worn a suit?

“I have read up extensively on Earth dates so we could ensure that everything goes perfectly for you and Number Five, and it is a well-known fact that you’re always supposed to dress your best.”

Lance supposed he should consider it lucky that Coran had dressed him in something normal instead of something outrageously hideous that was considered some kind of Altean traditional wear.

“Yeah, but I look…weird.”

“Nonsense.” Coran turned to Hunk who was eating a snack in the corner. “Will you tell him he looks great? It’s also a well-known fact that one is supposed to have encouragement from his fellow men before one goes on a date.”

Keith shrugged. “I’ve seen worse.”

Lance rolled his eyes. “Perfect, that makes me feel so much better.”

Hunk smiled at his friend. “Relax, you look awesome. It’s about time you asked her out.”

Lance looked back in the mirror and smiled fondly as he recalled finally building up the courage to ask Pidge on a date. Well, ‘building up the courage’ as in ‘being fired upon and wanting to die without regrets’.

He had to admit, he was kind of surprised she ended up agreeing. And even though he was nervous about taking this next step into the unknown with someone he admired so much, he was also excited about what might lay ahead for them.

“Well, I can’t keep her waiting,” Lance said.

He ran his hands over his gelled hair and went out to the main deck.

*******

Pidge took a deep breath, and then walked out onto the main deck where she was to meet Lance.

She awkwardly cleared her throat, and he turned around. Her cheeks reddened when she watched him stare at her. She noticed that he had dressed into a brown suit and gelled back his hair, and while she’d admit that he looked really handsome, it also felt strange to see him wearing something other than his gray t-shirt and brown jacket and his hair actually styled rather than him just running his fingers through it and calling it a day.

Lance wasn’t sure if he’d ever seen Pidge up close without her glasses before, but he’d never quite realized how pretty and striking her brown eyes were.

And he’d definitely never seen her in a dress. He could feel his face warm as he looked at her shyly clutching the skirt of it in her hands and looking everywhere but at him.

Since when did she get nervous around him?

Lance confidently strode up to her and offered his arm. “Shall I show you to your table, milady?”

With a nervous and awkward smile, Pidge took his arm and he escorted her to the dining area where Allura, Coran, and the other Paladins had arranged a beautiful candlelit dinner for them.

Lance pulled Pidge’s chair out for her before sitting down himself.

It would be wonderful to say that Pidge’s fears were unfounded, the date went perfectly, and she and Lance chatted comfortably until the morning.

Unfortunately, this was not the case.

The dinner was a very long and awkward affair, and for both of them, it couldn’t end fast enough. Neither of them seemed to be able to think of things to say, and there were so many stretches of silence that they both secretly hoped for a sudden Galra attack that would cut the date short.

Lance didn’t understand. If Pidge was so against the idea of a date, why had she agreed in the first place? Was it out of pity? Did she just not want to hurt his feelings? Had he read the connection between them completely wrong?

After what felt like an eternity, Pidge stood up from the table. “I think I’ll head back to my room now.”

Lance stood up as well. “Oh, let me escort you.”

“No! No, that’s okay. Thanks for the date, Lance.”

“Yeah. Sure.”

Lance watched Pidge hurry away as if Zarkon himself was on her tail. Geez, was he really that bad at dating? Sure, he’d never actually been on a real date before despite being a (self-proclaimed) ladies’ man, but he didn’t think he would fail so spectacularly at it.

With a long and heavy sigh, he abandoned the table and the rest of their unfinished meal to go see Blue. At least he still had a connection with her.

When he entered the hangar containing his massive mechanical lion, he felt Blue tensing up and getting ready to blow him to smithereens.

“Easy, girl, it’s me,” Lance said quickly. “Come on, I don’t need you hating me too.”

He felt Blue relax.

“You didn’t recognize me in this getup, huh?”

A gentle prodding in his mind made him feel a need to explain why he currently wanted space to swallow him whole.

“I went on a date with Pidge.”

Lance could feel a jolt of surprise and then a kind warmth inside him.

“Yeah, well, let’s just say…it didn’t go well. I don’t understand what happened. We’ve always gotten along so well before. Why should one date change everything?” He flung off his suit jacket and leaned against Blue’s right paw. “I mean, I’ve liked her for a while now which I’m sure you know. I’ve been wanting to go on a date with her for ages. I just wish she felt the same way. Am I really that bad to hang out with? I mean, that was one of the most painful experiences of my life. I’d rather be shot by Sendak again than endure another dinner like that. I just don’t get it. We’ve always been comfortable around each other.”

Lance looked at his discarded suit jacket and recalled Blue’s feelings of unease when he first entered the hangar because she hadn’t recognized him when he’d first approached.

“Wait a minute…that’s it. We’ve always been comfortable around each other. But tonight, we weren’t our normal selves. We were trying to be someone else. No wonder it went so poorly.”

Lance quickly scooped up the suit jacket and started running out of the hangar.

“Thanks, Blue!”

With no time left to waste if he wanted to salvage what was left of their night, Lance changed back into his normal clothes, restored his hair to its usual mussiness, and rushed down to Pidge’s room.

“Pidge?” he called, knocking on her door.

No answer.

“Pidge, come on. I’m not leaving until you at least give me a chance here.”

After a few more seconds of silence, the door slid open. Pidge had yet to change out of the dress, but she had put her glasses back on and had taken all of the pins out of her hair to let it resume falling naturally around her shoulders.

She looked down at the floor. “What?”

“Let’s pretend that the last couple of hours never happened and completely start over.”

“Lance—”

“Come with me!”

Giving her no time to protest, Lance grabbed her hand, practically dragged her down to the hangar, and brought her onto Blue.

“What are you doing?” Pidge asked quickly. “Where are we going?”

“Do you know why people date?”

The girl sighed. “To get to know each other and see if they want to pursue a relationship?”

“Sure, that’s one reason. Or people date because they genuinely enjoy spending time with each other and want a reason to spend even more time with each other and have fun together. The problem is that we were doing things the first way. We got dressed up and tried to make a good impression. But we passed that stage months ago. We probably know each other better than most couples by now. So instead of doing that, let’s go to the place where we’ve had the most fun so far.”

In a few minutes, Pidge’s lips curved up into a real smile for the first time all night.

Lance had brought her to the Space Mall.

“Do you think that mall security guy will remember us?” Pidge asked.

Lance shrugged. “If he does, we’ll just figure out a way to escape before he can catch us.”

Now this seemed more like them: walking straight into the face of potential danger and deciding that they were just going to wing it.

Blue set down outside the mall and allowed her two passengers to disembark.

“We’ll be back in a bit, girl,” Lance smiled as he lightly rubbed his hand over her paw. “While we’re gone, stay safe and don’t talk to strangers.”

Lance took Pidge’s hand in his and bounded inside the mall. Pidge couldn’t deny that she was rather charmed by his excitement.

“So where should we go first?” he asked her.

“We’ve only been to one store in here before. I don’t even know what else there is.”

“Let’s hit up the food court. I want to see if they’re still using Hunk’s dishes.”

Lance led the two of them down to the other end of the mall where several restaurants were advertising their various meals and desserts. Nothing looked particularly appetizing to them, but they nearly doubled over with laughter when they noticed that a poorly drawn rendition of Hunk’s face was hanging above the stall for Vrepit Sal’s along with the words ‘If it ain’t perfect, it ain’t coming out of this kitchen!’

“Oh, I cannot wait to tell him this,” Lance smirked. “You want anything to eat?”

Pidge looked at a plate of what looked like tentacles. “I think I’ll pass.”

“Probably a wise choice.”

When they passed by a clothing store, Pidge elbowed Lance and pointed out an utterly atrocious green full-body outfit with blue polka dots. “I dare you to try that on.”

“Dare accepted.”

So they walked into the store, and Lance tried on the outfit. Somehow, it looked even worse off the rack. Pidge thought she might die of laughter when Lance stepped out of the changing room.

“You look like a sick leprechaun who ate too many marshmallows!” she gasped.

“All right, all right, you’ve had your fun, now it’s my turn.” Lance picked out a long tacky orange dress with horrendously puffy sleeves accompanied by a matching hat that was about the length of Pidge herself. “Here you go.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“If I’m looking like a fat, sick leprechaun, you can put on the universe’s worst red-carpet look.”

Pidge reluctantly took the dress from him and went into the changing room. The beam overhead sized her up then zapped the dress and hat onto her body.

Pidge thought she might die of embarrassment when she stepped out of the changing room. The dress was so long on her short body that it went well past her feet and the arms went so far past her hands that she couldn’t even roll them up. The worst part was the hat. Why anyone would want a hat so big was beyond her. She couldn’t take one step without knocking clothing off the racks.

Lance tried to stifle his giggles but his efforts proved futile. “This is worse than a failed red-carpet look. This is like…this is like…I don’t even have any words. It’s terrible!”

Pidge rolled her eyes and started laughing with him. “I feel like an idiot.”

“Join the club. I say we pick things we thing we might actually look good in now. Here, try this on.”

Pidge took the new dress from him and quickly stepped back into the changing area. She didn’t even care what he’d picked out, anything had to be better than this orange monstrosity.

The beam zapped off the dress she was half-wearing then zapped on the new one. She was too nervous to look in the mirror, so she just stepped out.

Lance’s eyes widened when he saw her, and he could feel his face warm again. “Whoa. Pidge…you have to get that.”

At his genuine reaction of admiration, Pidge turned around to look in the changing room mirror. The dress Lance had picked for her was long-sleeved with a sheer neckline. It faded between dark blue, indigo, purple, and pink, and stars clustered together all over it. She looked like she was wearing a galaxy.

“You like it?” she asked quietly.

“It looks amazing,” Lance answered.

“I like it too.” It definitely suited her much better than the magenta dress. “I’ll get it then.”

“Okay, pick one for me.”

“But I like your shirt and jacket the most.”

“Well, then shirt and jacket it is.”

Lance went into the changing area and zapped out of the hideous green polka-dotted outfit and back into his normal clothing.

“As long as you don’t mind you looking so much better than me?”

“It’s not hard to do that,” Pidge smirked.

Lance laughed and went to the counter to pay for Pidge’s dress.

When they walked outside, he took her hand and smiled. “Come on, we’ll go check out that Earth shop again. I want to see if they have any more video games.”

“Ooh, and I want to know if they have any add-ons!”

The two of them casually walked back to the only shop they were familiar with in the mall and once again happened upon the alien shopkeeper who dressed like a grandparent trying to fit in with the younger generation.

“Ah, welcome back, friends. Tell me, how’s Kaltenecker?”

“She’s as beautiful and perfect as ever,” Lance smiled. “I’m not really sure why you gave us a free cow, but thanks!”

“Do you see anything else that interests you today?”

Pidge looked around the store. “No, I don’t think we—Oh, my gosh! You have Killbot Phantasm 10? I didn’t even know there was a 5 through 9! And look! This one comes with 5 through 9 as an extra bonus! How much is this?!”

The gray alien counted out on his fingers. “That’ll be four thousand GAC.”

“Four thousand?! Uh, will you take two thousand along with my sincerest thanks?”

“No.”

Lance gave the alien a charming smile and pulled out a small wallet. “Relax, I’ve got this. No more fishing for coins this time.”

He handed the alien the requested amount of money to pay for the video game.

“Pleasure doing business with you,” the alien smiled at them. “Feel free to stop by any time.”

As they left the store, Pidge clutched the video game to her chest. “You didn’t have to do that. You already paid for my dress. We could’ve just come back later when I had the money.”

“But why do that when I have the money now? Besides, you can’t think that you’re going to be playing that by yourself. I’m going to be getting as much entertainment out of it as you are.”

“I think he overcharged you.”

“Probably, but I don’t think he gets a lot of customers. May as well let him have this.”

Pidge smiled to herself. Lance had a pretty big ego and usually wasn’t afraid to let people know it, but that tiny act of kindness reminded her why she had fallen for him.

They continued walking through the mall and ended up at the same fountain they had gone searching for coins in the last time they’d been here.

Lance kicked off his shoes and jacket.

“What are you doing?” Pidge asked.

“I said we didn’t have to go fishing for coins again. I didn’t say I couldn’t get in the fountain again.”

“But why would you want to?”

“Why not?”

That seemed to be Lance’s motto for life, and Pidge wondered how it hadn’t gotten him killed yet.

To the dismay of the aliens passing by the fountain, Lance ran up to it and splashed inside with a triumphant laugh.

Pidge rolled her eyes, hating how this kind of thing amused her.

“Come on!” Lance called as he ducked under one of the tiny waterfalls. “The water is nice this time of year!”

Unable to resist, Pidge kicked off her shoes and set the video game down on top of their clothing. Then she ran up to the fountain and jumped into the water.

As soon as she was standing in the fountain, feeling several new coins digging into her feet, Lance kicked a wave of water in her direction which drenched the entire bottom half of her new dress.

Pidge playfully glared at him and knelt down to splash him with both of her hands. Lance ran around the fountain to come up behind her. Then he put his arms around her waist, picked her up, and held her directly beneath one of the tiny waterfalls, effectively drenching all the places that had previously managed to stay dry.

Lance then gently dropped her, enough so that she didn’t hurt herself but she still fell over into the water. Pidge kicked one of Lance’s legs out from under him and he fell down next to her with a large splash. She laughed as she pushed his head under.

Lance came back up with small coughs and laughed even harder. “Hey, do you remember how I caught that one poor kid’s coin in my teeth?”

“I bet you couldn’t do that again,” Pidge smirked.

“Oh? And what are we betting?”

“…A second date.”

Lance smirked back at her. “It’s on.”

He hunched over and waited for a poor unsuspecting coin-thrower to approach the fountain.

Then he spotted one. A small purple alien about the size of Pidge skipped up to the fountain and readied her coin in her four-fingered hand. The second the alien flipped the coin, Lance leapt forward, burst through the tiny waterfall, and snatched the coin in between his teeth.

“Hey!” the young alien exclaimed.

Lance stood up on his feet again and flicked the coin back to her. With a charming smile, he told her, “Sorry about that, I just needed to prove a point. Try again, I promise not to interfere this time.”

The female alien lightly blushed. “Oh, that’s okay.”

Lance splashed back over to Pidge. “And that is that. So I believe that means a second date is on the table.”

Pidge couldn’t help smiling. “I honestly didn’t think you were going to be able to repeat that.”

Lance swept his hand through his wet hair. “I can’t believe you ever doubted me.”

“Can’t you?”

“Come on, let’s get back to the ship.”

Lance stepped out of the water fountain and held his hand out so he could help Pidge step out as well. They retrieved the video game and their shoes but opted to continue walking around barefoot. Instead of slipping his jacket back on, Lance lightly draped it over Pidge’s shoulders.

They were just about to step onto the escalator when they heard, “I thought I told you pirates not to come back here!”

Pidge and Lance frantically spun around to see Varkon on his tiny mall scooter.

“Run!” Lance yelled as he quickly snatched Pidge’s hand.

The two of them slid down the escalator railing and then booked it to the mall’s exit hallway, laughing the whole way.

Varkon stopped at the entrance to the hallway. “And stay out this time!”

Lance turned around with a smirk. “Never!”

“Why, you—!”

Whatever insult Varkon was about to come up with, which was surely going to be a terrible one, they never heard because they continued running down the hallway and didn’t stop running until they were back onboard the Blue Lion.

Lance quickly guided Blue back to the castle before Varkon decided to take any extra measures to ensure they didn’t come back to the mall (which they definitely were going to do).

Only moments later, they were back in the hangar in the castle.

“So how about we play some Killbot Phantasm 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10?” Lance asked.

Pidge gave him a devilish smile, completely forgetting they were still soaking wet. “I hope you know that victory is already mine.”

“I’ve already squashed your expectations once tonight. There is nothing stopping me from doing so again!”

“You’re on!”

The two of them quickly ran out of the Blue Lion and down to Lance’s room where the video game system was already hooked up.

It took about two minutes for them to become completely invested in the game.

“Hey, Lance?” Pidge said, her eyes still on the screen. It was going to be much easier to say this when they were mostly focused on something else. “I had a good time tonight.”

“I did too,” Lance answered as he frantically pushed several buttons at once.

“I was…worried that us going on a date would…ruin things. I was even afraid we might not be able to form Voltron again if it went poorly.”

“Aw, Pidge, no matter how this turns out, I’ll never let our friendship be ruined to that extent.”

Pidge blushed. “You know, for the record, I was going to go on a second date whether you caught that coin or not.”

This time, Lance blushed. “Well, I think we can definitely agree on one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“Coran and Allura are not allowed to help on our dates anymore.”

*******

Allura, Coran, and the rest of the Paladins found Pidge and Lance the next morning fast asleep in front of Lance’s TV. With the video game’s main 8-bit theme continuing to play softly in the background, Pidge, still wearing his jacket, had curled up next to Lance and his arm loosely draped around her waist to hold her close to him.

“I think we should just leave them be for a little while longer,” Allura smiled.

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criesinauthor · 4 years ago

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AQUAMARINE AU: THIS TIME I WATCHED IT

If this tastes familiar, I posted a bullshit version on my main ❤️ but here is the REAL DEAL Avatar the Last Airbender: Aquamairne AU

⁃ Azula and Zuko are spending their last summer on Ember Island

⁃ Azula is being begrudgingly clingy because it's their last summer together before Zuko starts working for their father's company and "leaves her just like their mother did >:("

⁃ Speaking of, in this verse their mother left on a ship during the last time they took a family vacation

⁃ A horrible storm happened and she was assumed lost at sea

⁃ Azula hates the ocean, Zuko hates thunder

⁃ Iroh runs a little beach shop with boba on Ember Island and he's living it up, we stan a king who minds his business and doesn't exploit the citizens he pillaged!

⁃ One night, a horrible storm happens while Azula is forcing Zuko to watch Jaws

⁃ She rags on him for being anxious and calls him a hypocrite

⁃ Even though she wishes for him to stay...

⁃ But the next day Azula falls into the pool and is CONVINCED she saw a fucking person

⁃ Then Jet the hot, piece of shit lifeguard (who broke her brothers heart 2 years ago but he is still morbidly fixated on) saves her ❤️

⁃ That night they return and there wasn't a person...there were two!!! and they're Mermaids

⁃ And they're fighting really loudly for two mythical creatures in the middle of a beach town

⁃ It's Sokka and Katara!

⁃ Sokka is in Love with Yue. He knows this because he is constantly people watching and has figured it out

⁃ and Katara has heard every last detail of it over the course of Her Entire Life

⁃ And honestly? She would like that for herself, please. No arranged marriage just because she's a "Princess" and love "isn't real."

⁃ She hates that shit!!!! She wants JUSTICE for aquatic women!

⁃ So she decided to go on land and prove it's real herself an impulsive Three Days before Yue's wedding

⁃ Sokka came with her because he is Annoying! And also fascinated with Humans. And also really wants her and Yue to be happy :)

⁃ which will not happen if his little sister fucks up because she hasn't put any research in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

⁃ So long story short, a storm swept them into this pool and they're arguing because Katara claims she's in love with "the seaweed mouth boy" and Sokka is like "katara love is more complicated than that" and she's like "but I can FEEL IT"

⁃ They stop dead in their fucking tracks when they realize Azula and Zuko have watched them the whole time

⁃ "Hello....Zuko here" Extends Gummy Worm

⁃ Azula is convinced they're crazy people and tosses it out of his hand which is fine and well because Katara Waterbends It The Fuck Back From Across the Pool

⁃ Which is enough proof for her they these are Real Mermaids From The Ocean SWIMMING in their uncle's POOL

⁃ But then the weird janitor boy who never talks and has Definitely killed a man (Longshot) comes out and they decide to book it

⁃ Next day they come back and uncle Drained the Fucking Pool which gives Zuko a minor heart attack and cracks Azula the fuck up despite her also being kind of worried.

⁃ But they hear muffled arguing from their uncle's boba shop and find Sokka and Katara wrapped in towels, totally fine, and Walking On Two Legs

⁃ Azula takes this as confirmation that they are, in fact, Fucking Imposters, until Katara waterbends gutter water onto her and she believes it again

⁃ She forces zuko to sacrifice his shirt and pants for them because he's wearing a wet suit even though he HATES walking around in just a wet suit like an asshole

⁃ He does so anyways and hates every minute

⁃ Despite all three of them protesting, Katara walks Right The Fuck UP to Jet and asks if he loves her

⁃ He does the whole "Ha. lol no. ur hot though ;) see you later ;)"

⁃ She is slightly demoralized but Soldiers On because her new friend Azula INSISTS she can make him fall in love with her

⁃ Azula has read every teen magazine so many times that she "has perfected a formula to make any man on earth fall in love in a matter of hours" she simply Chooses not to use it

⁃ Zuko and Sokka comment from the peanut gallery about how nonsensical that is

⁃ Until Azula implements operation damsel

⁃ AKA, we ride our bikes in front of Jet's house until he notices, then she throws Katara off of her handle bars to bait him into saving her

⁃ This Works but she did not tell anyone doing that on purpose was part of the plan

⁃ Cue Date!!!!

⁃ It's good but Zuko is sus and so is Sokka

⁃ Azula very pointedly (read: homophobicly) says Katara is Different and their relationship failed because he Lacks the Feminine Wiles girls like her and katara are Naturally Imbued with

⁃ That pisses him off but luckily Sokka reminds them the Fucking Sun Is Going Down and they'll turn into FISH AGAIN if they don't hurry

⁃ They bring them to the water tower and see them in Ambient Sunset Lighting as Mermaids for the First Time

⁃ Zuko & Azula: sure hope this doesn't awaken anything in me

⁃ (It does)

⁃ Jet, king that he is, eventually gets suspicious and starts pressuring Katara, assumes that there's something up because of "those two boys she's always running off with" and katara rightfully gets Pissed the Fuck Off at him, and runs away tearbending

⁃ Zuko goes after her and tries to comfort her

⁃ Cue the "why am I leaking? why does love hurt? why would someone love if it hurts this much" "because love is the closest thing humans have to magic :")" scene

⁃ Azula and Sokka are like "emotions are kinda weird, right?" "so right" on the bike ride to water tower, sweet water tower

⁃ Unfortunately Jet Follows Them and is Even More Suspicious

⁃ The next day Azula and Katara are nursing their respectively broken hearts over this with Jennifer's Body and Ice Cream

⁃ But Jet keeps hounding Zuko (and by extension Sokka, who wants to learn about more human stuff) at the boba stand

⁃ Where he figures out clearly these two gentlemen are Gay and hang out with her as a means for Zuko to prove he's Rebounded

⁃ Which isn't ideal but, he is interested in Katara again and they both want her to succeed so they take him there, hijinks ensue, Katara is invited to the Last Splash

⁃ (And Zuko does kind of want to prove he's over it so Sokka offers to take him and they all go to the mall together and get makeovers)

⁃ (Golden Opportunity for a crocverse crossover because you look me in the face and tell me mermaids wouldn't wear CROCS!)

⁃ Success! Everyone said, not knowing Jet would follow her home after the date, and climb the water tower, and see her and Sokka are mermaids, and break the ladder, and figure he can expose them on the news for being mermaids, because that makes so much sense

⁃ Luckily Longshot and Iroh recognized the betrothal necklace and whale tooth necklace in the bottom of the pool as Mermaid Fodder, something they often discuss at their monthly pai sho game, and went to save them before Jet had the chance to fuck shit up

⁃ Unfortunately!!!!!!!!!!! This means Katara and Sokka don't know about this by the next day and Zuko and Azula have to go save them from getting exposed NOW!!!!

⁃ Katara asks him if he loves her Now, and he says "heh. I'm allergic to shellfish" then pushes her in the water

⁃ Sokka dives in after her

⁃ Zuko punches Jet square in the Face then dives in

⁃ Then Azula, in a moment of love fueled bravery, jumps in as well

⁃ The sky is thundering, a whirlpool is pulling them out to sea and There it Comes

⁃ "You can have our wish, wish you can stay here" "What? Why would you do that" "We love you, Katara!" "I didn't know you leak when you're happy too!"

⁃ The Storm Hath Ended

⁃ Jet gets fucking fired

⁃ but Katara and Azula swim together and are best fucking friends while Zuko and Sokka have the worst most awkward love confession in the history of the world

⁃ They kiss and Sokka's finger scales turn blush pink for the next week

⁃ The end!!!! Love wins, people!!! And ozai got eaten by a shark off screen, roll credits! La la land!

#niche au #zukka #zuko #sokka #azula #katara #atla au #atla #mermaid au #honorable mention to azula katara and sokka talking about the merits of kindness #as zuko just swims all the way to the faresr goddamn buoy so katara can have earrings

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taxicabinmemphis · 4 years ago

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“You deserve to be treated like the goddess that you are.” Virgil to Roman to counteract the Roman angst

I’m changing goddess to royalty because roman’s a prince and it makes sense haha sorry not really sorry

(food tw) could be read platonic or pre-romantic

Roman rose into his room, immediately putting his head in his hands. He was incredibly exhausted from the long day he spent brainstorming ideas and creating a video script for Thomas. He was grateful to finally be back in the comfort of his room.

He rubbed at his eyes; in Roman's personal opinion, the creative side didn't get enough sleep for the tasks he completed that day. This only caused him to be more exhausted. It was already draining to be working nonstop all day.

Roman stood almost still in the middle of his room for two minutes. He still needed to work tomorrow, but his future self would be incredibly grateful if he already got a head start.

Roman itched to change out of his princely attire and into some lighter, less warm clothes. But had yet to eat dinner so he had to keep looking his best.

What if you took a one hour break?

Roman immediately shook his head, dismissing the thought. He needed to start working on the short video for the following week. He couldn't afford a break, not even one shorter than an hour.

Roman sighed, exhaustion showing clearly in his face and shoulders. He massaged his temples, mentally preparing himself to get back to work.

A knock sounded at Roman's door. Roman tore his head from his hands and walked towards the door slowly, curious as to who it could possibly be at this hour.

He opened the door to find a nervous Virgil, who was shifting his weight between his feet as he waited for Roman. Virgil looked to the prince as soon as he registered Roman's presence.

"Virgil," Roman greeted curiously. "Forgive me, but what are you doing here? You rarely visit me, especially at this hour."

Virgil opened his mouth to reply, then but his lip. He frowned, brainstorming the best way to say what was on his mind.

"Well?"

"You weren't at dinner, Princey. Or breakfast. Or lunch. You've been helping Thomas all day, and when you aren't with him, you're working. Have you eaten?"

Roman's eyes widened in slight surprise. "Is it already dinner time?"

"It's past dinner, Roman."

Roman’s eyes widened further. He was going to make an exclamation over this, but decided against it. “Oh.”

Virgil crossed his arms and gave him a criticizing stare. “Patton missed you. I was worried.”

“I’m sorry. I was just working,” Roman apologized quietly. “You shouldn’t worry about me.”

Virgil’s arms dropped. “I’m literally Anxiety.”

Roman chuckled before correcting himself. “You shouldn’t worry about me any more than usual.”

Virgil went to speak again, contemplating whether or not to say what he had on his mind. “I...” he took a deep breath, “...I can’t help it.”

Roman frowned. “What?”

Virgil sighed. “Can I come in?”

“Oh, of course!” Roman said hurriedly, stepping back so Virgil could enter his room. “I’m sorry I kept you out, letting you in slipped my mind. I didn’t mean to be rude. Sorry.”

“Hey, Princey, it’s okay,” Virgil replied immediately, a bit startled by Roman’s lengthy and unnecessary apology. “You’re fine.”

“Sorry, Virge, I’m just a bit tired. It’s getting a bit late, isn’t it?”

Virgil nodded. “No need to apologize. And yes, dinner just ended so it’s not like it’s early.”

“What did you mean earlier?”

Virgil exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. “You...you’ve been worrying me lately, to put it lightly.”

Roman nearly choked on air. “Lightly?”

Virgil shrugged. “You’ve been working yourself past your limits. I haven’t seen you all day. You’re hardly eating. I don’t know how much water your drinking but dollars to donuts it isn’t nearly enough. Same goes for sleep. I did see your room light on at four a.m. two nights ago while I was going water in the middle of the night. That deeply worried me, but I was too tired to do anything right then.”

“Things have just stacked up a bit, Virgil. I have a lot of stuff to do, especially this week. Surely you understand,” Roman said, trying to excuse his actions.

“The work won’t be as good if you don’t at least do the bare minimum to take care of yourself,” Virgil pointed out. He paused for a moment. “But it’s not the work that matters.”

“It def-”

“No, it’s not,” Virgil interrupted. He put a hand on Roman’s shoulder. “Ultimately, if we lose our creativity to one project, we’ll never be able to do more projects. Or, at least, not as well as you could’ve. We can’t have you burn out.”

“So sacrificing one project for all the rest in the future is what you’re suggesting? How do you know that will work?”

“I don’t. And frankly, I don’t care,” Virgil said honestly. “I couldn’t care less about the concept of the work. All that matters to me is people being satisfied with what we put into the world. I have no attachment to creating content. However, in this situation, the work is what you care about. It’s all that matters to you.”

Roman nodded solemnly. Virgil’s disinterest to what Roman created didn’t surprise him. “It is. But if you don’t really care much about what I create, then why do you care so much right now? Why are you so worried?”

“I want what we put out to be good,” Virgil said, before pausing and then letting out a small laugh. “But, ultimately, what matters to me in this situation is you.”

Roman looked up at him, shock ghosting across his face.

“Don’t look so surprised, Princey,” Virgil teased. “I care about you. While I don’t have an attachment to creating content, I have an attachment to you.”

“You what-”

“Don’t make me sound more sappy then I intend to,” Virgil interjected. “All I’m saying is that you are important to Thomas, and by extension, important to me. If we don’t have you, what will we do? Who will come up with brilliant ideas? Who will go on Disney marathons with me? I need to make sure you’re taking care of yourself.” Virgil held Roman’s chin and stared him in the eyes. “So, Sir Sing-A-Lot, have you been taking care of yourself?”

Roman stared at Virgil for a long second, processing what Virgil said and wondering whether or not he could lie and make his neglection of self-care practices seem better than it was.

“Ye-”

Virgil gave him a scolding look.

Roman broke eye contact and whispered “no” in a small, quiet voice.

Virgil gave him a small nod, releasing his chin. “Alright. You have admitted it. Now, we need to get you some dinner and then some rest.”

“But the wor-”

“Shut up,” Virgil said quickly. “No more work for you tonight.”

“But Virgi-”

“I know you’re thinking you’ll be better off if you work now, that you’ll be happy with yourself in the future, but you won’t. You likely won’t notice the difference. But taking a break will noticeably affect you. You will thank yourself for taking a break later.”

Roman nodded, knowing he had no choice but to agree.

“So tonight, we will eat pizza, watch your current favorite show or a movie while eating ice cream, then we’ll get you to bed at a healthy time,” Virgil stated firmly. “Then, tomorrow, I can prepare you a nice hot bath with rose water in it or whatever, and then after you can work until lunch. After that, we are taking the rest of the day for self care or relaxing stuff.”

Roman was shocked Virgil would do all that for him, but also thought he needed to do work the next afternoon. “But I need to work in the-”

“No,” Virgil disagreed. “You don’t. You’ve done all you need to for today and most for tomorrow and the next. I checked. If you really want more time I can draw you the bath after lunch, but you seriously need to have a self care day.”

“But-”

“I am putting my foot down,” Virgil said, stomping on the floor for emphasis.

Roman stopped talking, looking at Virgil shyly for a few seconds. “What kind of self care, relaxing stuff?” Roman asked quietly.

“Whatever activities you prefer. This is for you,” Virgil said kindly. “But not work. None of that. If you want, we could do manicures, face masks, makeovers, whatever stuff you like.”

Roman couldn’t believe it. “And we’ll do it, together?”

“Oh, um,” Virgil looked a small bit frantic for a second, “only if you want me around. I don’t have to be; if you’d rather-”

“No,” Roman interrupted. “I’m just surprised you’re willing to go to all this effort for me. It just...doesn’t make sense. I’m supposed to work for us, not use up your precious time for my mental health. I don’t deserv-”

“You’re a prince, Roman,” Virgil said sincerely. “You deserve to be treated like the royalty that you are.”

Roman’s protests stopped and he was speechless. He never thought someone as wonderful as Virgil could care about him, especially considering their past. But somehow, Virgil did care. Roman could only relish it while it lasted.

“Where would you like to eat and watch TV?” Virgil asked. “We could go to the living room.”

“Can we stay here, at least for tonight?” Roman asked.

Virgil smiled and took Roman’s arms and led him to his bed. He snapped his fingers, a pizza box appearing on Roman’s nightstand. With a snap of his own fingers, Roman made a TV appear in front of his bed. He and Virgil got plates and sat on Roman’s bed. Roman put on a Disney movie and started eating his pizza.

“This movie’s alright, right?” Roman asked, wanting to make sure he wasn’t boring Virgil.

“What I think of it doesn’t matter,” Virgil said with a small smile, “but yes, it is alright.”

Eventually, the movie ended and they finished their pizza. Virgil made two pints of ice cream appear, one strawberry and another chocolate. Roman immediately took the strawberry.

“Someone hasn’t had ice cream in a while,” Virgil mused.

Roman gave him a playful glare. “Shut up.”

Virgil chuckled and put on Aladdin, knowing Roman loved that movie. Roman grinned when it came on and lied back in the pillows.

About halfway through the movie, a now very tired Roman reached out to Virgil’s arm. He got the anxious side to turn around.

“What is it?”

“Can we...” Roman started nervously.

“What?”

“...Cuddle?” he asked sheepishly.

Virgil laughed and leaned back, putting an arm around Roman. Roman snuggled into Virgil’s side.

By the end of the movie, Roman was fast asleep.

Sorry this was so late! School and lack of sleep are evil demons that inhibit my writing. Hope you liked it!

#prinxiety #ts fanfic #romantic prinxiety #roman sanders #virgil sanders #could be platonic i guess #roman #virgil #ask #prompt #fic #somehow-i-got-an-account #food tw #kill writes

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surveys-at-your-service · 4 years ago

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Survey #358

“i know the pieces fit, ‘cuz i watched them fall away”

Would you ever own a Great Dane as a pet? Oh Lord, my mom wants one so bad. She looooves big dogs. I wouldn't, though. I don't want another dog, period. What was or is your favorite quality about your recent ex? Her resilience, strength, creativity, loyalty, etc. etc. etc. etc. etc. lol. Have you ever witnessed a human being giving birth in real life? No, and I NEVER fucking will. What about an animal? Yeah, cats. What kind of things do you enjoy reading about on sites like Wikipedia? I sometimes do that for straightening out game plots after watching a let's play if I have remaining questions. Wikipedia tends to do well with compressing it. Which country’s cuisine that you haven’t tried, would you be interested in sampling? (e.g. Moroccan, Thai etc.) I wouldn't know because I'm not educated enough on foreign cuisines. What’s the last movie you watched on your own? The Shining, I think, forever ago. Fried, poached, boiled or scrambled eggs? Scrambled. Have you ever got into a club, whilst being underage? I've never tried. Are you happy with your relationship with God, or do you want more from it? I don't have one. Do you struggle with boredom? Very, very severely. I have absolutely awful anhedonia; I'm pretty much constantly bored. Literally. I just... find things to pass the time, even if I'm not really enjoying myself. What famous person do you wish you could be friends with? I'm going to assume here you don't mean a significant other, because uh... y'all been known lmaooo. I would really love to be friends with Gab Smolders (I know that's not her real name, just using her YT name), because we have very similar interests. As well, Suzie Hanson is a fucking SWEETHEART. I miss her channel. :( At some point I want to purchase some stuff from her store to support the darling. Man, thinking of this question, there's really a lot. What would you do if you were famous? Hate it, haha. Do you wish you hair were shorter or longer? It's at a fine length right now. What photo editing website or software do you use? Lightroom and Photoshop. What hair color looks best on you and what’s your natural color? I think my hair looked best black. It's naturally brown. What is your favorite show to watch? Meerkat Manor. It is so, so comforting to me. Are your maternal/parental instincts strong? Not with kids, oddly enough. I've only ever really encountered strong protective instincts with significant others like when they're sick or something like that. In school, do you/did you work better by yourself or in a group? I absolutely worked better alone. I hated group work. Do you know anyone who has a collection of old records? My mom did, once upon a time. I feel like I know someone who does now... but idk. Do you go on any forums often? Just RP ones. Would you ever agree to an open relationship with someone? Nnnnope. Do people always say you’re too thin? Uh, I have the opposite problem. Could you design a whole web page yourself? Not from scratch, no. I've only done so on free sites that give you the bare bones and easy editing. Have you ever cooked an entire dinner for your family? Definitely not. Do you prefer piano music or violin music? Ohhhh, both are beautiful, but I have to say violin. Who do you tend to get in fights with the most? My mom, I guess, not that we fight a lot. Are you attracted to spooky and macabre things naturally? YEP. Have you ever bobbed for apples? Were you successful? No. It's disgusting if you're going after others, and besides, I HATE water up my nose and have never quite figured out how to block it out without plugging it. Hypothetically speaking, if you had a child [too young to make their own decisions], what would you dress him/her up as for Halloween? It would depend on what their interests were. Do you intend to take your children trick-or-treating, if ever you have any? I'm not having kids, but if I did, I definitely would if they wanted to go. What is the coolest jack-o-lantern you have ever seen? Now THAT'S hard, I really don't know. What was your favorite candy to get from trick-or-treating? What about your least favorite? Reese's was my favorite, and I never liked Tootsie Rolls. Did you ever receive anything that wasn’t candy? Maybe? I feel like I have... Have you ever carved a really extensive pumpkin, or were they always simple carvings? Yes; I once carved a pumpkin with a raven design with "and quoth the raven, 'nevermore'" written into the back. The raven wasn't just a flat cut-out, but rather carved in layers so the light came through differently at certain depths. Are you more interested in cute, funny, “sexy”, or scary costumes? For myself, absolutely the scary ones. In general though, I'm not gonna BS ya, I love me some sexy costumes, haha, but also still scary and particularly gory ones. Have you ever intimidated or made another person feel legitimately threatened? If not, do you think that you could ever be seen as scary? I seriously hate admitting this, but Mom has confessed that my yelling has scared her before when scolding our former dog that I fucking hated. In what ways do you or would you need to be validated by a partner? (For example, liking your posts/talking about you on social media, or perhaps by doting on your with gifts.) I absolutely need words of affirmation. I just need to hear a lot that you do still like/love me. Also, if you're unwilling to actually act like we're a couple in front of ANYONE, like you're ashamed of me or something, byyyyeeee. Do you tend to succeed by weaning yourself off of something or by quitting cold turkey? It depends, I guess. Is there a specific type of pet breed/size/etc. that you don’t want? Why not? Any that have underlying medical issues, like pugs, spider ball pythons, Persian cats, etc. etc... It's just a moral thing; I don't want to support the deliberate continuation of poor genes in animals for human monetary gain. It's just wrong to me. Away from breeds, I also don't really want free-roaming animals after my cat passes, because I don't want to endanger the reptiles and invertebrates I want as pets in the future. Have you ever lived in a notoriously dangerous area? If not, would it bother you to do so? I grew up in one, yes. I never want to again. Has a friend’s significant other ever interfered with or damaged your friendship? What about a significant other of yours damaging a friendship? No. What, if anything, is something that you put pressure on yourself about? What do you imagine would happen if you did not live up to this expectation? Getting a job nowadays. I do NOT want to imagine what my life will be like if I never find employment. If you have been in a serious relationship, have you and your partner ever discussed lifetime plans that clashed? Did you reconcile them or did you break up? If you have not been in a relationship, what are some issues that would be deal-breakers? This hasn't happened, no. If you were offered to smoke some weed right now would you accept? Honestly, I want to try weed to see if it would help my anxiety, BUT I'm unwilling to ever smoke something, so no. Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle? Yeah. Do you listen to country music? No. Have you ever had a boyfriend your parents didn’t like? No. Were you ever a trouble maker? Not really, no. Do you shave your legs? Hell, that's debatable by this point. I haven't since this past October, but I *would* if for whatever reason someone might see my legs. I am not overexaggerating when I say I naturally have men's legs as far as hair goes, oof. Do you have any person in your family with an addiction to beer? That's what my dad always drank when he was an alcoholic. He doesn't touch alcohol now. Have you ever gotten sloppy drunk at a party? No. Have you ever slept naked? Accidentally. Could you ever be friends with the person who hurt you most in life? I really don't think I could be. Do you actually like going to school? I never did. Have you ever really been in a “complicated relationship”? How did that work out? In your opinion, what makes a relationship “complicated”? No. I don't care enough to go into what a complicated relationship means, I think it's pretty obvious. Who was the first person you’ve ever fallen in love with? Is this a person you’re still in contact with? How do you know you’re in love with someone? Jason, and no. And you just... know. It's a wordless feeling . Have you ever successfully broken a bad habit? How about conquered a fear of something? Uhhhh I don't know, really. Well, I used to be AWFUL at picking my eyebrows, particularly when anxious, but I have gotten better at that. I still kinda do it, though. Onto the next question, I don't believe I've "conquered" a fear, but rather they just faded with time on their own. Have you ever read a whole series of books? Yeah. Are you going to walk at your graduation or just pick your diploma up? I walked. Do you own a pair of brass knuckles? No. Have you ever tried to break a Guinness World Record? No. Can you sing your ABC’s backwards? I can't. Do you like Skittles? I love Skittles. Do you know how to read music? I used to. Who would you say has made the biggest impact on your life? Really, Jason. He ultimately led to me getting proper treatment for my depression, which changed my life. I'm in no way giving him credit for it, but you get what I mean. You can only listen to THREE CDs for the rest of your life. What are they? Black Rain and Ozzmosis by Ozzy Osbourne, and uhhh... perhaps The Black Album by Metallica. Do you own any shirts that have a year on it? Yeah, but it's way too small for me now. It's from Back To The Future, when we actually reached the date in the movie. Have you ever done another person’s make-up? Ha, I gave Jason a makeover once. Honestly, do you double dip? Not if I'm sharing the dip with other people. Who were you last on an elevator with? My mom. Do you know anyone that has a black belt in karate? Not to my knowledge. How often do you wear hats? Never. Who is the youngest gay person you know? *shrug* Have you ever watched an animal being eaten by another animal? I've seen cats eat mice and stuff as a kid. What is the strangest, most “out there” thing you believe? Some people I'm sure would consider the fact I believe the government was involved in 9/11 as "out there," but when you look into it, it's far from "out there." Do you get along with people who are especially religious? Why/why not? It depends on how they act about it, not what they keep in their head. Now if they have just purely hateful beliefs that demonize another's existence, then no, we can't get along. Have you ever drawn or painted a self-portrait? Painted, yes, for an art class. Do you have any interesting pillow cases? No. Are you more afraid of spiders or bees? Bees, generally. Especially if we're talking things like wasps, who are just demon spawns. Would you rather donate time, blood, or money? That's a really hard question, but I guess time? Like I'm thinking volunteer work and stuff, or listening to and comforting someone. Can grills be sexy on a guy? They're sexy on absolutely no one. Last strong smell you can remember smelling? Ugh, gasoline. This one car in front of my mom and me smelled awful. Last healthy thing you ate? Apples. Do you know anybody who was abused? Emotionally, yes. Do your parents volunteer anywhere? No. Do you have a steering wheel cover? Mom's car doesn't. What do you think of when you see sharp knives? This is really morbid, but I will immediately envision what it would be like to be stabbed. I'm very afraid of knives. The highway and back roads take you to the same place; choose your route. The back roads, of course. And let me bring my camera.

#survey #surveys #questions #lyrics: ''schism'' by tool

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leighlim · 4 years ago

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The olden days: When John Corbett had flowing locks. (I use the word ‘flowing’ because in this scene, he tucks his hair more times than Nia Vardalos)

(Hopefully by this point you’ve finished all 95 minutes of ‘My Big Fat Greek Wedding’, the kind of person who isn’t bothered by spoilers, or are just deciding if you still want to keep watching.)

Yes, I am sad to report that the film has aged. (from maybe a 7/10 to a 4/10) That’s just what happens sometimes.

The good news it is still watchable.

PS: What I like about more recent rom-coms....is that it’s not about looks anymore...and the recent ones for the youngsters don’t even have makeover montages anymore (as this one has).

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HIGHLIGHT:

EXT. BRIDGE - NIGHT

IAN and TOULA are walking along, an extension of their dinner.

IAN in this cottage with my parents all summer.

TOULA Well, don't all your cousins go up too?

IAN laughs.

IAN No. I only have two cousins. They live in Wisconsin.

TOULA You only have two cousins?

IAN Yeah. How many do you have?

TOULA laughs. Is there a way to avoid this embarassing rabbit hole!?

TOULA More than two.

They stop at a section.

IAN Well, who else? Do you have brothers and sisters?

TOULA clings to the handrail. Playful. Though still wanting to avoid the said topic.

IAN What are you parents like?

She smiles. How to pitch this so not as to drive him away...?

TOULA Uh...

She looks off to the distance.

IAN What?

She turns to him. Still not convinced that she'll be accepted once the information comes tumbling out.

TOULA Well...

She laughs nervously and gives him the 'so...so' hand gesture.

A moment of silence.

IAN OK...

He tries to think of a family relatied topic.

IAN ...Christmas. What do you do for Christmas with your family?

TOULA Er, my mom makes roast lamb.

There! Question answered! She smiles.

IAN Ooooh! With mint jelly?

Her smile dissappears. Here we go.

TOULA No.

IAN leans towards her and gestures. Go on...?

IAN And?

TOULA braces.

TOULA And...

She looks at him...tries to find the words. Oh stuff it!

TOULA I'm Greek, right?

IAN Right.

TOULA So, what happens is my dad and my uncles, they fight over who eats the lamb brain, and then Aunt Voula forks the eyeball and chases me around trying to get me to eat it 'cause it'll make me smart.

He listens. Enamored.

TOULA So you have two cousins. I have 27 first cousins. Just 27 first cousins alone. And my whole family is big and loud and everybody's in each other's lives and business all the time ---

No. Not enamored. This is probably the moment he's decided to marry this woman.

TOULA --- you never just have a minute alone to think, 'cause we're always together just eating, eating, eating! The only other people we know are Greeks --- 'cause Greeks marry Greeks to breed more Greeks to be loud, breeding Greek eaters.

IAN looks at her. That's it?

IAN Wow.

TOULA I'm serious --- no one in my family has ever gone out with a non-Greek before.

She pauses for emphasis.

TOULA No-one.

IAN shifts, studies the water below while absorbing this. It would be a challenge. But...doable. Right?

TOULA And you're...

She hesitates showing her cards.

TOULA ...you're...

How to put it into words. Probably not possible. But hey...if this could possibly work...at least she can make the effort...right? Even if it's doomed? A story to accompany her during old age.

TOULA Oh, God, you're just, you know, wonderful.

IAN listens. Not as daunted.

TOULA But I just don't see how this is gonna work out.

She shakes her head.

TOULA So...

IAN Work out?

He straightens

IAN What...what's to work out?

She looks at him doubtfully. Did he not hear what she was saying?

IAN We're not a different species. Yes, we come from different backgrounds. And, hey, here's some news about my life to this point --- it's boring.

A glint in his eyes.

IAN Then I met you and...you're interesting and you're beautiful and fun.

TOULA looks away. Her? Is he drunk or something?

IAN And you've got a weird family --- who doesn't? You know?

He takes her hands.

IAN I just wanna spend some time with you.

Partially frozen. 80% unsure. She stays quiet.

IAN I just wanna spend a little time with you.

he inches closer.

TOULA Did you say I'm beautiful?

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My verdict of the film: 4/10

Link to the timestamp commentary: No Plans Presently :(

A Formal Review: None (as it falls bellow my recommendation threshold)

More of my comments about the film: Watch this space (It’ll likely be referred to when I review other films)

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the-irish-mayhem · 4 years ago

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It’s been a minute since I’ve done one of these but...

I saw WW84.

Spoiler-free reaction:

Spoiler reaction under the cut.

+ positives, +/- mixed reaction, -negatives

+We’re all in agreement that Barbara and Diana were 1000% on a date, right? They were on a date.

+I bought the HELL out of Pedro Pascal’s descent into madness.

+STEVE’S MAKEOVER MONTAGE TO MATCH DIANA’S

+Steve discovering the modern world with Diana! Peak adorable! I loved the role reversal.

+the soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, SOFT wondertrev

+Max Lord, imo, ended up becoming a huge critique of capitalism. He quite literally went insane with his quest for more, and more, and more, and MORE, and you realize at the end that no matter how much more he got, A) he’s still empty and B) it makes you ask at what point do you stop saying more? The continual quest for more is utter madness.

+the invisible jet! they did it!!! It felt a little more like an earned extension of Diana’s power rather than something shoehorned. The pressure of the moment and Diana saying that she’d only made a coffee cup disappear once made the stakes high so that when she accomplished it, you actually felt relief and excitement.

+THE LYNDA CARTER CAMEO WAS PERFECT.

+I didn’t know how much I needed a bleeding Diana in my life until now. It really highlighted just how good she is that she’s still willing to sacrifice her body and life to save people and do the right thing.

+Gal Gadot was still great. I still wish she was beefier, but it drove home again that they really did cast Diana pretty dang well. Chris Pine, also fabulous! Kristin Wiig, really awesome! I questioned her casting a lot but I enjoyed her portrayal of Barbara. PEDRO PASCAL WAS AMAZING!

+Diana saving Barbara from the creep and literally THROWING HIM ACROSS THE ROAD AND SAYING ‘oh it’s just about using his momentum against him, super easy, I’ll teach you’

+/- the expansion of Diana’s powers. She was already flying in the last movie in her face off with Ares, but in this movie, they treated it as though she was just learning how to do it. Expanding the lasso’s powers seemed dicey because the climax of the movie ended up depending on a magical MacGuffin to make people see ‘the truth.’ It also made the last face off with Barbara and Max a little wonky because you didn’t really have a fully formed idea of what Diana could do. I love an OP!Diana, but I didn’t even know what crazy powers to get excited about.

+/- Identifying Steve Trevor only as a pilot when in the first movie his identity was almost exclusively as a spy. It seems like a little bit of an idealization of him as a person and ignores some of the morally questionable things he definitely did as a spy during the war. I love Pilot Steve and I love emphasizing his piloting skills, but it seemed just a little disingenuous to talk about him as just being a pilot when the truth was a lot more complex.

+/- Speaking of Barbara and Diana absolutely being on a date, they won’t ever confirm a WLW relationship in the Wonder Woman cinematic universe. (There’s no DC cinematic universe. It’s the WWCU as far as I’m concerned.) So as much as I enjoyed their date, it also made me kind of angry because it’s yet another tantalizing morsel of ‘maybe she’s queer but we won’t confirm it ever.’

+/- The Golden Eagle armor. I wish she would’ve donned it sooner, and I wish that finding it had been a bigger plot point that just Steve noticing it in Diana’s office.

+/- The craziness of the movie partnered with Magical MacGuffins and more plot holes than I care to think about made it feel a lot like the chaos that has dogged other modern DC superhero movies. It did have some more coherent focus and character moments compared to, say, the Justice League movie, and a lot of more hopeful and nice moments, but it was still... chaotic. Hence the spoiler-free gif being the whiplash between crazy and nice.

+/- I don’t entirely understand the fate of the villains. Are they getting off scot free? Did Barbara’s powers get taken away after Max renounced his wish?

+/- Alastair gave Max some nice character motivation, but that is the ONLY reason that kid existed. To make Max more human and to look cute.

-yo, what was the point of setting the movie in the 80s and having that POPPIN song in the trailer and proceed to NOT have Diana beat guys up while a sick 80s beat goes off in the background

-that being said, the music in this movie was not nearly as on point as it was in the first WW. I was thirsting for the original Wonder Woman’s Theme but only got some brief, remixed versions of it.

-I felt that Diana didn’t really have much of a defined character arc in this one compared to the last. In the first movie, we see her grow from naive and idealistic, to realizing humankind’s downfalls, to her choosing to still be an optimist and fight for the world in spite of it all. In this one she..... is an optimist still and is willing to fight no matter what? It felt like we didn’t really learn anything new about her.

-The world around Diana was really lackluster compared to the first WW. In the first movie, you had a whole assemblage of side characters who made the world feel very real and expansive. In WW84, the character web is extremely insular and limited. It really made the story feel quite strange, because this was supposedly a worldwide crisis, but we truly only see it affecting a handful of people.

-the number of plot holes was just... crazy.

-As much as it pains me to acknowledge them, DC does still consider the Superman movies, Justice League, etc. all canon at this point... in those, Diana is painted as a ghost, someone who’s very difficult to find/track, and some of the only hard evidence of her existence is the old photo from WWI. Yet in WW84, Diana is literally fighting in the White House with nary a care for who sees her. She’s running through the streets in her full Wonder Woman regalia. She’s storming through a shopping mall where literally anyone can see her. Sure, she takes out the surveillance cameras, but there are hundreds of people in that mall. Not all of them are going to keep that secret. It makes for a bit of a mess considering what she’s supposed to be like in the future movies.

-also.... how does Barbara even find them at the White House?

-Speaking of Barbara.... how does she not die when Diana electrocutes her? That whole last fight between the two of them took some LIBERTIES. I do wonder what the reaction would’ve been if Diana had actually killed her. Would it be a rehash of the Man of Steel debate, or could it have revealed some interesting stuff about Diana compared to Clark? I guess we’ll never know.

-The last showdown with all the villains was kinda just pure chaos. I barely followed what was going down, and Diana’s speech was lovely, but pretty corny. The resolution was also just a little too tidy if you ask me.

-I do wish they’d addressed some of the really creepy implications of Steve stepping into another guy’s body and life, but they never do. They could’ve very easily used Magical MacGuffin #1 to bring him back in a much less weird fashion, but instead, they CHOSE to have Steve ride around in another guy’s skin for the duration of the movie without addressing it AT ALL.

-THERE SHOULD’VE BEEN MORE SICK 80S BEATS DURING THE FIGHT SCENES I’M STILL SALTY OK

-SICK 80S BEATS THAT EVENTUALLY MELTED INTO THE OG WONDER WOMAN THEME IN THE LAST FIGHT. That is all.

#ww84 #ww84 spoilers #wonder woman spoilers #wonder woman 1984 spoilers #spoilers #wonder woman #dc #molly reviews

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raccoon-wizard · 5 years ago

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It’s Okay Now

CHAPTER NO: 1/1

PROMPT: Bucky finds out that in the 21st century, it’s okay for men to wear makeup, nail polish, and glitter. I saw it somewhere on Tumblr and couldn’t resist.

RATING: Everyone, with some language

NOTES/WARNINGS: You know what I always say. Love to all human beings. I will tolerate zero bullying and hatred in my comments.

Also, Grammarly keeps bullying me for ignoring commas and some prepositions, but I swear to god, I’m not stupid. It’s a part of the characters’ speech patterns. Screw you.

It was a quiet weekend. Nearly everyone was gone - some went on a holiday with families, some were gone for missions. There were two people inside the Avengers Compound - Bucky Barnes, who passed on a road trip with Sam and Steve, and Eleri Prichard, who simply didn’t feel like leaving. She sat (if that’s what her position could be called - she was sprawled in the chair perpendicularly to the way one was supposed to sit, her legs resting on the armrest of the other chair) in the cinema room, lazily browsing through Netflix, stuffing her mouth with salted caramel popcorn.

“Mind if I join you?” asked Bucky from the door. She turned, her spine twisting unnaturally.

“Not at all, come on in,” she grinned widely. “Unless you mind me sitting like a big ol’ lesbian.”

“I sure as hell don’t,” he said and sat next to her. “What are we watching?”

“Queer Eye.”

Bucky flinched visibly. “You said queer?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“Isn’t it… a bad… word?”

“Not anymore,” she told him. “We took it back from ‘em.”

He stayed silent for a while. “When?”

Eleri thought back to the extensive research she did in her teen years. “The eighties.”

They watched the show in silence, Bucky remembering all those times the word was spat into his face when he was young, along with other ones with similar weight.

“And it’s… normal for men to look like that?” he gestured towards Jonathan, who was dressed like his usual fabulous self.

“I mean, it’s not the norm, but tons of guys dress up now,” she said, pausing the show. “Why?”

“I never… when I was younger, I… I always wished…”

“Oooh,” she realised.

“Yeah,” he mumbled, swallowing the painful lump in his throat.

With a groan, she changed her position so she was now sitting like a normal person, turning to face him. “James Buchanan Barnes, it would be an honour to give you the glamorous makeover you deserve.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely.”

“Eleri… something…”

“Carol-Anne,” she finished for him.

“Eleri Carol-Anne Prichard,” he chuckled. “It would be an honour to have you give me a glamorous makeover.”

“That you deserve.”

“That I… deserve.”

“That’s my man, now come on,” she patted him on the shoulder and jumped up from her seat, offering him her hand. She dragged him upstairs to her room and sat him on the bed.

“You can’t ever tell anyone that you got all this from me,” Eleri told him as she pulled out a makeup bag from one of her drawers. “I have a reputation to uphold here, and if someone found out how much of this shit I have, it would shatter.”

“Roger that,” Bucky nodded with a smirk. Eleri threw the bag on the bed and sat down opposite of Bucky, crossing her legs.

“So,” she said. “Want just something small or full-on glam?”

“Uh… how about somewhere halfway?” he suggested.

“Smart move,” she agreed. “Just the basic stuff and a teeny tiny bit of glitter?”

“Sounds wonderful.”

For about twenty minutes, they were both silent as Eleri worked on glamming up Bucky’s face. With his eyes closed, he enjoyed the soft brushes sweeping around his cheeks, nose, forehead and eyes.

“Pucker up,” was the first thing Eleri said. “I’m gonna put on some lipgloss.”

Bucky complied, making Eleri burst out laughing immediately. “Not this much, genius.”

“Shut up,” he rolled his eyes.

There was another brief silence until Eleri said: “There. Done.”

Bucky tried to turn around to see himself in the big mirror on Eleri’s wardrobe, but she stopped him. “Nu-uh. Not done. We need to do your nails and pick you an outfit. Show me your nails.”

Bucky reluctantly gave her his hands. She took them into hers, bringing them close to her face. “You really need to stop biting ‘em.”

“I don’t do that.”

“Yes you do.”

“No.”

“Then what’s this?” she asked, shoving his own hand right in front of his eyes. “If that’s not you biting ‘em, then who? A perverted ghost?”

“I do it in my sleep,” he mumbled. “I… have bad dreams. And then wake up with bloody fingertips.”

Eleri bit her lip. “Sorry, didn’t mean to be rude.”

“‘S okay.”

“Maybe you could… sleep with gloves on,” she suggested. “You know, like mittens.”

“Or boxing gloves,” he smirked.

“I mean, sure,” she shrugged. “I’m pretty sure not even super soldier teeth could bite through those. Come on, let’s fix these bad boys.”

It took some time and squirming and writhing, but after that, Bucky’s nails looked almost like he had always been grooming them. However, he couldn’t help but voice his disdain for the nail file.

“It just feels weird!”

“Better get used to it if you want decent looking nails.”

“I hate it.”

“Everyone does in the beginning. At least you don’t have long ones, you do not want to hear the sound that makes.”

“Gross.”

“Shut up. And stop moving or your whole hand will be pink.”

“Why does it smell so awful?”

“‘Cause it’s nail polish. And you need to stop whining or I’ll put it somewhere you would not like it.”

“I don’t like it now anyway.”

“Shut your piehole, Barnes.”

As he waited for the colour to dry properly, Eleri went to her wardrobe to find him some clothes.

“Are you sure your stuff will fit me?” he asked doubtfully.

“Haven’t you noticed how I dress?” she scoffed. “My clothes will fit you just fine, trust me. And if not, I might have some that my exes left behind.”

“How’s your dating life anyway?”

“Ugh,” she rolled her eyes. “Everyone ends up ditching for someone normal,” she said. “What about you?”

“Like you don’t know,” he sighed. “The general public hates me and I don’t think dating on the team would be a good idea.”

“Loki has a thing for you,” she told him as she rummaged through her clothes. Bucky’s breath hitched.

“What thing?” he asked, feeling heat creep up into his cheeks.

Eleri turned around with a completely blank face. “You cannot be serious.”

“Well, I, uh-”

“He flirts with you like mad literally every time you two are in the same room!” she exclaimed. “And you flirt back, don’t argue with me.”

“I don’t f-”

“Oh my god,” she sighed dramatically. “You really are a disaster, aren’t you.”

“I thought he liked Wanda?”

“He did for a bit, but then he found out about her and Vis and decided to back off,” Eleri explained.

“Those two really love each other, don’t they?”

“Do not change the subject, James!” she scolded him. “You really haven’t noticed that Loki has a huge crush on you?”

“No, I have not.”

“You’re literally the only person that makes him blush!”

“Am I?”

Eleri groaned in frustration. “You’re the worst. What do you think about this jumper?”

Bucky, shocked by her sudden change of tone, stared at her with his eyes wide. “What?”

“Jumper. Do you like it?” she asked again.

“Why are you calling it a jumper?” he frowned.

“Because that’s what it is.”

“That’s a sweater.”

They didn’t settle on what it should be called, but they did agree that it would look nice on Bucky. Realising that his nails were still a little sticky, Eleri decided to help him put it on.

“Look at me, undressing a guy,” she laughed as she unbuttoned his shirt. “My parents would be so proud.”

Bucky chuckled. “Are they… not okay with you dating women?”

“They’re tolerating it at best,” she shrugged. “Raise your arms and press your lips together, you don’t want the lipgloss go everywhere.”

He did as he was told, allowing her to put the jumper on without major issues.

“And now for the final touch,” Eleri grinned, pulling a flower crown out of her closet.

“Are you sure?” Bucky frowned.

“Just try it on, I’m certain you’ll look cute as shit,” she insisted as she put it on his head. A few final adjustments and- “Oh my god you look gorgeous.”

“Can I look now?” he asked.

“Please do.”

She stepped out of his way so he could finally see himself in the huge mirror on her wardrobe. He took a few steps forward so he could get a better look and his jaw dropped ever so slightly.

When he wasn’t speaking for quite a long time, Eleri started to worry. “Do you… not like it? I can redo it if you’d like.”

“I love it,” he finally said.

“Really?” she asked. “Are you absolutely sure? I have plenty other colours in the-”

“Pink’s my favourite,” he smiled at her. “Always has been.”

For a few more moments, none of them said a word. “Thank you,” Bucky finally spoke up once more. “I’ve always wanted to feel like this.”

“You can borrow my stuff any time,” Eleri said. “As long as you don’t tell anyone I’m your provider.”

“May I hug you?”

“Hell yes.”

They embraced each other tightly and out of sheer joy, Eleri lifted Bucky up and spun him around, letting out a tiny gleeful squeal.

“I forgot how strong you are,” he chuckled once she put him down.

“Stupid strong, I know,” she smirked.

For the rest of the day, the two of them stayed in Eleri’s room, looking for inspiration and references for future experiments. They listened to some “aggressively gay” music, as Eleri called it, and talked about dating. They ended up in the cinema room again, watching dumb rom coms.

“Mind if I join you?” said a voice from the doors. They turned to see Loki, lazily leaning against the frame with his hands in his pockets.

“Come on in,” Eleri grinned, winking at Bucky cheekily. “I’ll go get more snacks, you can take my seat.”

Bucky glared at her, but before he could protest, she was gone, shoving Loki next to him.

“Sargeant Barnes,” Loki greeted him with a polite nod, pointing at the seat.

“Loki,” he replied and gestured for him to freely take the seat. Instead of sitting, however, Loki continued inspecting his face. Bucky wanted to ask him what he was looking at, but before he could, Loki spoke: “You look… happier, Sargeant.”

“Oh, I, uh…” Bucky stuttered. “Thank you?”

“The flowers suit you,” Loki smiled ever so slightly.

Oh God, oh shit, oh fuck, Bucky thought, feeling as if he was about to spontaneously combust. Oh for the love of Jesus, he really is flirting. Oh merciful Lord, what do I do?

Loki finally sat down, glueing his eyes to the screen. Bucky really hoped he couldn't hear his heart pounding in his chest and his stupid fast breathing. He couldn't help but glance at the man next to him every once in a while, suddenly feeling stupid about the flashy colours. He reached up and tried to take the flower crown off.

"What are you doing?" Loki frowned.

"It's, um, it's falling into my eyes," Bucky said.

"That's no reason to take it off, here," Loki shook his head and turned his whole body to face him, raising his hands up to Bucky's face. "May I?"

"Uh, sure," Bucky replied barely audibly and allowed the god to fix his hair. Damn you, Eleri, why did you have to put that on me, he thought.

"Better?" Loki asked.

"Uh-huh, yeah," Bucky nodded absent-mindedly.

"Would be a shame if you took it off, it makes you look like a faery," Loki said.

"Thanks, I... it was Eleri's idea," Bucky mumbled.

"I shall thank her for it then," Loki winked and returned to watching the film as if nothing had happened. Oh for heaven's sake.

Bucky sat silently, trying to think of a response, but his brain seemed to have stopped functioning completely. "You, um, you look great too. Green is really... your colour." Jesus fucking Christ, Barnes.

"Thank you, Sargeant," Loki said. "It is, after all, my favourite."

"That's a... great choice," Bucky said, immediately feeling the urge to kick his own butt. Just shut up already.

Loki chuckled. Bucky noticed him licking his lips and his throat tightened.

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!" Eleri shouted as she re-entered the room with a bowl of popcorn. "JUST FUCKING SNOG ALREADY!"

#fanfiction #fanfic #writing #writeblr #my writing #one shot #bucky barnes #loki #loki odinson #loki friggason #original female character #oc #loki/bucky #winterfrost

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peace-coast-island · 4 years ago

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Diary of a Junebug

Happy Floral Mail and thrifty gyroids

This past week has been super busy with preparation and launching - the good kind of hectic. Daisy Jane finally did it! After months of designing products and watching various videos on how to run a shop, Happy Floral Mail has launched!

Less than a day into the launch and the response has been awesome - almost fifty orders as of right now! She's a bit overwhelmed, as expected, but it's nothing she can't handle. I'm so happy for her!

To celebrate the launch of Daisy Jane's shop, Reece, Cyrus, Isabelle, and I planned a gyroid event to coincide with that. It's a thrifty, vintage themed one, inspired by Daisy Jane - a well kept surprise that was worth the wait! Daisy Jane's been working hard designing gyroid themed furniture for the past several months so we wanted to do something to show our appreciation.

It's still hard to believe that Daisy Jane's dream is coming true. For years she dreamed of opening a shop where she can sell her art, something she was discouraged from doing because it wasn't practical.

She had a rough time after finishing school, from bad art blocks to struggling with feelings of inadequacy because she's not where she's supposed to be - eventually it wore her down so much that she decided to leave home. Then she spent most of last year lost and wandering, later settling in a place that wasn't doing her much good other than isolating her. Things didn't really turn around for her until she joined us at the camp, and from there, her creativity and inspiration came back in a flood.

Since then, Daisy Jane has been working hard to improve her art, stepping out of her comfort zone by doing art challenges, designing gyroid themed furniture, learning how to use various digital art programs, and much more. Her art has evolved so much, it's amazing to see how much she has grown this past year!

And not only that, but I think Daisy Jane's become more confident. She's a lot more certain about what she wants and is willing to go out and try new things. Now that she's away from her family, I feel like Daisy Jane has flourished. Her family's nice but they're the kind of people who kinda make you feel bad for not meeting their high expectations. Her mom has always been the most supportive in terms of Daisy Jane's art but she doesn't take her aspirations seriously. As for Mae, she seems to have double standards for who she considers to be successful - in other words, she holds Daisy Jane to a much different standard compared to her friends.

As much as her family pushes her to be successful, they also stifled her as well. Daisy Jane's mom is the kind of person I'd describe as old fashioned and traditional, but willing to be educated and change her ways. My mom's similar like that, though I think she's a bit more open minded than Daisy Jane's, or at least I have a closer, more open relationship with her. Daisy Jane's mom congratulated her on the launch, which was sweet. I don't know if Mae knows yet, but when she does, I'm sure we'll hear about it.

In between processing orders, we went gyroid hunting, which helped Daisy Jane take the edge off the launch. Of course, it's not a gyroid event without guests so Almie, Dottie, and Gladdy arrived yesterday to throw a surprise pre-launch party for Daisy Jane. It's been forever since I've hung out with Gladdy and Dottie so it's nice to see them again.

Emmaline and Minnie also dropped by via video chat at the party and then made a huge order of stickers as soon as the shop launched. Most of the orders so far have been made by friends and it makes me so happy to see how supportive we all are of each other. A part of me kinda hoped that I'd be the first to make an order but Emmaline beat me.

I didn't realize this until now, but this is the first time Dottie's seen the camp. A long while back we talked about a possible Lilacs and the Cadillacs reunion for Concert in the Stars, which ended up never happening for various reasons. Maybe there's still hope but to avoid disappointment, I'd rather not bet on it. Gladdy visited once about two years ago while Cali and Lilac have yet to drop by.

Gladdy's been doing a lot better since he last visited, which was when he was going through a rough time. He's still hurt about what happened to Janie but he's slowly bouncing back. After leaving Dove City he stayed with his parents until he could get back on his feet. Now he's living in Aurora Bay and touring with The Thunders, an indie band that's gotten a lot of traction lately after one of their songs broke through the Top 40.

Dottie's doing well too, having been touring with her band Sunflowers for over two years as their lead singer. They have an album coming out later this year and they've been making their way up on the charts. Life's been busy for her but right now the band's taking some much needed time off so she figured now would be a good time to visit the camp. I knew she'd like it, especially the beach.

And of course, Almie's here because he wants to support his best friend. He was the one who encouraged Daisy Jane to leave home as well as taught her how to stand up for herself against people who mean well but end up doing more harm than good. Now that Pippa's been hanging out with Luna and Mariposa and her latest blood work has been looking good, he and Daisy Jane have been keeping in touch more often. Daisy Jane also promised to make him her assistant when her shop grows so we'll definitely be seeing more of him at the camp!

Unlike the last gyroid event, this one was a lot less stressful. Aside from preparing for Happy Floral Mail's launch, everything else just fell into place. The event itself was pretty low key - we didn't make a big show of it so it's been kinda quiet, which was partly intentional. After all, we didn't want it to take away from the shop launch and it's also not as extensively planned as other gyroid events so that's why it hasn't been really hyped up. Since it was a big thing for Daisy Jane, we wanted to keep it within the camp, something just for us to celebrate.

A gyroid hunt's a good way to introduce friends to the camp. Aside from it being a good way to catch up, it's also a good way to show them around. Dottie enjoyed collecting seashells while Gladdy took an interest in bugs and fish. What I love about the camp is that there's something for everyone - flowers, fruit, scenery, wildlife - it's always so interesting to see who gravitates towards what.

At the creek there were a bunch of turtles hanging out and they were super cute! They're seasonal creatures so I don't see them often, and when I do, I can't help but drop everything to watch them. I think it was a family of turtles judging from the size - one big one and a bunch of smaller ones. Since we had a picnic set up, we gave them some fruit to munch on.

Another highlight of the day was sailing with Gulliver and taking a quick trip to an island to get some gourmet treats. The weather was perfect for sailing so Gulliver was looking for an excuse to take out the boat. So we were gone for a couple hours and in that time Daisy Jane received a bunch of orders. As soon we got back, we headed to the cabin and helped Daisy Jane print sticker sheets and package orders.

Then it's back to the main campsite where Almie and I proposed a toast to Daisy Jane and Isabelle and Tom Nook surprised her with a cake. We also crafted a bunch of gyroid stuff and made good progress on that. Everyone really dug the thrift shop aesthetic and that inspired Daisy Jane to work on another gyroid theme for a future event. Almie's planning to craft more gyroid stuff for his sister while Dottie's looking forward to a room makeover.

Overall, today was a great day and tomorrow we'll be packing more orders and collecting gyroids. I still can't believe Happy Floral Mail is now a reality and it went off with a bang!

#animal crossing #animal crossing pocket camp #Diary of a Junebug #headcanon ramble

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meeting his family | t.h.

Hey. I totally loved the head cannon about the reader meeting Tom’s family. Can you do one about where tom meets the reader’s family? requested by @kthemarsian 💌

Summary: Tom is finally ready to meet your family, or so he thinks…..

When you started dating Tom, you made it pretty clear that you didn’t want to pressure him into meeting your family

Because let’s be honest, they could be a little much and you didn’t want to scare him off

So Tom was the one who brought up the subject when you were getting ready for bed and you were not expecting it at all

“Hey, love? I think I’m ready to meet your family.”

You almost choked on the air, not sure if you heard him right

“Did you just say meet my family? Because once I say yes, there’s no backing out. I mean it.”

“I’m sure you’re exag-”

“No, I’m serious like they will hunt us down. We’d have to move to Siberia.”

Once Tom managed to convince you that he was sure about meeting everyone, you called your mom and asked if the family could get together

She was ecstatic, since you talked about Tom all the time and was lowkey mad she hadn’t met him yet

But now she gets to plan a mini family reunion and she was thrilled (also a wedding in her head but who needed to know that?)

“Um, my mom just called my entire family.”

“What?”

“Yeah, you get the full experience baby”

Tom was stressed for weeks, he just couldn’t sit still and he wouldn’t stop asking about your family

“Baby, you’re freaking me out.”

“Well, I’m freaking out! I’m meeting your entire family, this is stressful!”

You eventually had to hold him to calm him down, Tom humming when you ran your hands through his hair, the reunion forgotten for now

But that only lasted a little while, pretty soon Tom was researching every member of your family for information

“Love, I sincerely doubt Great Aunt Alice is going to be there.”

“Um, you don’t know that. She might, and I want to be able to talk about beekeeping if she is.”

“Tom, she’s been dead for five years. I think you’re safe.”

Tom went so red, you couldn’t stop laughing, him pouting as you threw your head back

That is, until he got his revenge by tickling you until you cried laughing

When you came back from work one day, the living room was a mess of papers and post it notes with Tom right in the middle

“Tom?! What is this?!”

“Oh, hey babe! Just some notes I took on your family. This was the reduced version, I had to cut it down because I couldn’t find the couch.”

“THIS IS THE REDUCED VERSION?!?!”

You made Tom clean up while you made dinner, rolling your eyes every time he said you were mean for making him move everything

“There was an order to it!”

“Yeah, well I want to be able to see the TV so we don’t all get what we want.”

Tom stopped being a baby once you made him his favorite food, though he did force you to watch Love Island with him which was unfortunate

Finally the big day arrived and Tom was an absolute wreck ™

Like I’m talking tripping over things, yelling about losing a cuff link, missing shoes kind of crazy

You had finished getting ready a while back, and for the first time Tom took longer than you

“Hey, are you alright in there?”

“I can’t find my wallet!”

After you found his wallet under a pile of clothes on the floor, Tom wandered over and put his head in your lap

“I’m so nervous, I don’t want to mess this up.”

“Tommy, you’re not going to mess anything up. My family will love you, okay? Just be yourself and I promise it’ll go perfectly.”

You stroked his hair for a little bit, his face nuzzling your neck and pressing soft kisses to it until you realized you needed to get going

“You ready? Or should I call in Tan France for a last minute makeover?”

“Shut up, you’re the worst.”

Tom tried several times to convince you to cancel and stay home with you, and his kisses were really convincing

Not to mention how hot he looked in his black jeans and fitted shirt

But you knew that your mom would actually murder you if you backed out now, so you took Tom’s hand and led him to the car

Halfway into the drive, Tom gasped so loudly you almost had a heart attack

“We have to go home! Now!”

“What? Why?”

“I forgot my notes!”

You laughed and kissed his hand, telling him that there was no way you were turning back now and he needed to just focus on having a good time

Plus there was always good food at these things, which made Tom a little happier

When you pulled into the driveway, Tom looked pale as a ghost

He was shaking a little, his hand on your thigh and his head resting on your shoulder

“Hey, it’s gonna be okay. I promise.”

You kissed his forehead, smiling when he leaned over and kissed you sweetly, pouring all his love into it

At that moment, you knew that no matter what happened next, you wanted to be with him forever

“Wanna go inside?”

“Let’s do it, darling.”

As you expected, the door was open and you were immediately bombarded by the noise when you walked inside

Tom held your hand tightly, a little afraid of it all but he felt better with you by his side

He loved you so much, he really wanted this to go well

There were kids running around the place, waving lightsabers and giggling at each other

Tom grinned when he realized one of the little boys was wearing a Spiderman costume, nudging you softly

“That little guy’s got good taste”

“Why am I in love with a five year old?”

Eventually you found your mother outside in the backyard, talking to one of your aunts that you couldn’t remember the name of

Thankfully, she walked off before she saw you

“Oh neat, that was Aunt Celia.”

?????? Tom how did you know that ????

“What? I told you I did extensive research.”

Your mother finally noticed you too and practically squealed

She crushed you in a hug while Tom smiled from the side, loving how close the two of you were

Then she turned your attention to Tom, and he sucked in a breath

“And you must be Tom”

Tom couldn’t do much else but nod, realizing everyone had stopped talking and was now looking at him

“Um, hi Mrs. Y/L/N.”

“So what do we think?”

You facepalmed as you realized she was addressing everyone there, asking if Tom was good enough

Poor Tom was so scared, still holding your hand and trying to read everyone’s expression

After what felt like a million years, someone finally yelled and the place erupted into cheers of approval

Tom almost cried tears of relief, smiling when your mother hugged him and the family crowded around him

“Welcome to the family, Tom. And please, call me Y/M/N.”

After everyone got to meet Tom and analyze him everywhich way (which he took like a champ for you), they herded the two of you into the house to eat.

People were still talking to Tom left and right and he tried his best to keep up, but he would barely finish answering a question before someone else piped up.

Your hands were entertwined the whole time, and Tom was grateful for that or he may have been sucked away into the crowd

The table was all set, but how your mother did all this for everyone you’d never know

Tom sat next to you, laughing when the little boy in the Spiderman costume asked for an autograph

“Sure thing, little guy. What’s your name?”

“Alex!”

“Wow, that’s a great name! I think it’s even better than Peter!”

Little Alex practically screamed and ran away, clutching the autograph and showing all his cousins. They were snatching at it, staring with wide adoration at Tom who winked at them.

“You just made their entire life”

“It was worth it, they’re your family”

At the head of the table, your mother and father stood and clinked their glasses to make a toast

“So after years of nothing, our little girl finally brought someone home”

You rolled your eyes as the table laughed, Tom chuckling when you blushed from the attention

“And we can’t be more happy with Tom. As long as you make Y/N happy, and I can see that you do, we all love you.”

“As long as you don’t break her heart, because then we’ll hunt you down!” Your father said, giving Tom a fatherly glare. The table cheered at that, and someone clapped Tom on the back.

But it rolled right off Tom’s back, because all he could see was you in rosy soft lighting smiling at your family and kissing his cheek

And in that moment, it was everything to him

God did he love you and everything that came with you, protective family and all

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Tom”

Requests open 💌

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