#anywho ill go back to drawing now

[shokushii]

fuck just got a message that the fig i ordered is apparently out of stock. hate and hell on planet earth

(⁠ノ⁠｀⁠Д⁠´⁠)⁠ノ⁠彡⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

[shokupanda]

me when time moves forward at a steady pace: how the fuck is it more than halfway through july already. this fuckers rapidly sprinting when im not looking huh

[revvywevvy]

ok idk why but suddenly dangyrangy is on my mind a lot and the sudden interest has hit me like a freight train. i spaced out and now ive dragged ciella harland from the drafting graveyard to give her a design. time to give mikan headpats and tell her she's worthy of kindness. <3

[mrfellsans]

Warning!

Long ramble about pizza tower even though I'm mostly talking about basics and levels and like other stuff ig!

Future me: sorry if it's cut off Tumblr keeps goofin around

Pizza tower spoilers even though I think everybody knows what it is but just in case I'll leave some stuff out.

Lets start off with the story, when we open up the game we get a little intro for why we are in the tower but there isn't much story that comes with it. The protagonist Peppino spaghetti is first seen in the first part of the cut scene and he looks miserable because he isn't able to pay his debt(Boohoo) when suddenly something appears in his restaurant, it's pizzaface, the main Gillian of the game and he is here to kill you with no regrets. He threatens peppino to go to his Pizza tower or he is gonna get a big ass Lazer and Lazer blast the living shit out of peppinos pizzeria so peppino is there like "DAAAAAAAMNNN DON'T DO THAT" and he starts running to the tower chasing the flying pizza but as soon as peppino enters the tower pizzaface that coward flew some where so peppino is all like "omg" and then the door slams shut behind him and he's all scared and stuff. Thats the story(that is not very accurate but accurate) anyway let's talk about tower basics. There are 5 floors, 6 bosses, 20 levels, 19 treasures, 95 toppins in total(but there are five for each level), and 57 secrets, and 26 clothes in total for peppinito of your counting both classic cook clothes and Halloween clothes of course. And also there are some hidden rooms throughout the tower and there are exactly 6 secret hub rooms. Lets start the game now, when you first enter the tower and walk to the right(idk my lefts and right so correct me if I'm wrong)there will be a pizza coded door, that is called tutoriel(undertale joke) you have to do the tutorial because it is necessary, unskipabble even if you wanna skip it! Don't complain just speed run it, but anyway in the level you will find an NPC called "Pizza granny" Granny will teach you basic movesets that peppino has so you don't keep getting them D-ranks, also while this is the tutorial pzaGranny doesn't show all the movesets you can use and I like this because on your way while beating the tower you can learn new things that peppino can do like the cute twirl and also that thing where he slides on the ground and starts going at max speed .. I think thats called match dash I have no memory of what that's called whatsoever but anywho if you beat the tutorial in under 2 mins or to be exact 1 minute and 45 seconds you will get access to all Lap 2 portals, Ill explain what those are later but first let's continue, after you beat the tutorial the hard pizza blocks that were blocking your way blow up and now you have access to other levels including John gutter, pizza escape, ancient cheese(should of been ancient grease THE PUN IS RIGHT THERE!! ANCIENT GREASE! IT'S RIGHT THERE AAAAA), Bloodsauce dungeon and The first boss fight which is none other then the pretty pepper himself, Pepperman. I love this idiot. Anyway back to the levels, when you beat tutorial as I said you unlock those levels and first you get to John gutter, once you enter John gutter your met with this purple themed area with many dead John's and also other enemies like cheese slimes and fork knights and monkeys(they are so annoying but silly), as you run along this new level you get to actually bring that moveset style stuff you just learned from the tutoriel to life because John gutter is a great example of what you should do after you learn how to play so let's just say that John gutter is like tutorial number 2 but more level-y. Yea. Anyways there are secrets here, hidden around but hard to pass(sometimes) and when you get to these you'll find an eyeball that's not fully pink but has some pink on it with pretty pretty eyelashes and when ya run into them you your teleported into a different room that is pink, the background has drawings of like eyes and little question marks or whateva and guess what! Every different eye you run into in every different level contains a different set up(duh) with different characters too because they are all randomized! So what I'm trying to say is each character you meet that are on these little brown pizza box platforms are just uhh different each time.. Like the levels(didn't know what to say). Anyway I know

[blazing--comet]

IM TOO EXCITED TO SHARE THIS SO I WILL HERE

BASICALLY in February I came up with this concept for another au ,, NOT MY MAIN AU and it's not connected to my main one either , other than the concept of Units (which if anybody is ever curious about here I'd LOVE to chat about it) BUT MOSTLY FOR FUNSIES !!! decided to actually pick up this au and work on it for a fun sillyyy cause I've been thinking about all the concepts and ideas for it the past many months ‼️‼️

ITS CALLED , disguised AU , for now at least... IF I COME UP WITH A BETTER TITLE (I probably will but I suck balls at naming things) ILL UPDATE UT BUT YEAHHH

SUMMARY : In the past 100 plus years , Earth and the human species gained incredible technology and advancement due to alien contact , but with that , the planet was tied into the many years war of Irkens vs . Vortians and the Meekrob . The were NOT on the side of the Irkens , and didn't play a huge role in the war until Professor Membrane , an unexpected hero came along . There was no information where he came from , but his help in the war was gladly welcome .

As the Irkens were beginning to lose the war , very slowly , they turned to desperate measures , committing atrocities and such , and eventually came up with the idea to INFILTRATE the three species they were fighting . There were several Irkens sent to each planet , with no other instructions other than to " Gain information and report back to the Empire on it ." Zim and Tak were the two Irkens assigned to "invade" the Membrane Labs , which was one of the most important aspects of the invasion . They each had different ways and plans to find more information , but reported to the Tallest their findings equally .

Zim had decided to be an Intern at the Labs for a bit , and was eventually hired . He is soon assigned to work in the "Design Department" , specifically to work on weapons and spacecrafts . In his work , he meets Dib Membrane , the son of Professor Membrane , a young adult(they're *both* like 18-19ish in this AU) with the same interests and ideas of him , and his key to succeeding in his mission . Zim pretends to "befriend" Dib at first , and ends up genuinely becoming close friends with him , and has some realizations about the Empire and some things about himself . Eventually , Dib stumbles across Zim out of disguise , which comes across as a betrayal to Dib because he believed Zim was all along just using him for information , and ends up ignoring and avoiding him for a while before Zim confronts him .

After the two work through the problem and communicate about it (this doesn't go without a lot of tension and angst though , I will say that) , Zim decides he really does need to leave the Empire .

THATS WHAT IM AT DURING THE MOMENT , OBVIOUSLY I STILL HAVE A LOT TO FIGURE OUT ESPECIALLY WHEN ZIM LEAVES , BUT THAT IS FOR WHEN I GET THERE 🫡 tehehehehe ANYWHO

I also wanted to quick clarify that Dib didn't know Zim was an Irken beforehand because of his disguise . Hence the name of the AU . It's not a shitty ass one like he has in the show , it's very similar to the one TAK had in "Tak; the hideous new girl" . It's a hologram in a way , but it works even better than the disguise that she had , since the technology in disguises would have been needed to be EXTRA advanced for the Irkens infiltrating the planets . Example of his disguise is in the last drawing !!! Dib was also sort of suspecting it , not that he was exactly IRKEN , but that he was some sort of alien species , but he could never be sure because of how good the disguise was .

[marsycozycorner]

Introduction!

Heya! I'm Marsy I go by they/xe and I’m a lesbian! i decided to make a new tumblr account which i will post my art and also headcanons! I will also ramble a lot about Persona 3 since i am hyperfixated in that game :3 and i also love Splatoon a lot too!! I'm multifandom so i hope you guys dont mind me rambling about other fandoms too!

I've known P3 since 2021 and got back to it this year when P3R came out! i am currently playing it rn and i literally manifested for a remake and was so happy it actually became true HAUIGEHGAUI anywho! i really REALLY love Yukamitsu <3 i also love yukari and mitsuru too... i am so ill for them... but i honestly love all the characters in P3 <3 i'm trying to also get into the other games slowly!

I play a lot of Splatoon 3 too!! If you wanna play together just drop me a DM and i'll send my friend code!! I'm a big Mariver fan loved them for 1 year already <3 I love love marie and shiver :3c!

Almost forgot but i also LOVEEE the Life Is Strange series i played all the games (still playing BTS!) and i love that game to death... i'm hyped for the new game too YIPEEEE

I cosplay and draw! I will post my cosplay when i feel like i want to from time to time! and i take a while to draw rn since i'm resting as i'm now on holiday and also college is a pain in the ass </3

That's all for now!! Feel free to chat with me i don't bite!! Hope to meet new friends YIPEE!!

[scary-movies-on-netflix]

THE HAUNTING (1963)

This movie is based on the Shirley Jackson novel “The Haunting of Hill House” (1959).  I read it after watching the Netflix series of 2018.  That series made a number of significant changes to the plot, to expand it out to a multiple episode series, to make more money.  This movie is closer to the novel.

Basically, old man Crain built “Hill House,” but it was evil from the start.  Now, in the 1960s, a certain Dr. John Markway wants to perform a paranormal investigation by inviting a bunch of people who had past paranormal encounters.  Out of a whole list of candidates, the only people who show up are Theo, a lady with ESP, and Eleanor (Nell), our protagonist.  As a girl Nell experienced a poltergeist event, but more recently she’s been caring for her ill mother.  Well, mom just died and now she’s looking for a chance to live her own life.  She’s sensitive and emotionally fragile, and her inner monologue will follow us throughout the movie.

We follow the characters for three days and three nights as they live in the house.  During the day they talk a lot, mostly about the nature of the paranormal, but also we have bickering between Nell and Theo.  Theo keeps needling Nell, and then Theo says “Just kidding can’t you take a joke?  LOL!”  Nell, for her own part, is extremely sensitive over any slight and has a temper.  Anywho, the main set pieces are the three nights at the house.

NIGHT ONE: Nell awakens to the sound of pounding on the wall.  She runs over to Theo’s room, and they listen as the pounding moves about the house, ending up right at their door!  I think it’s a good scene, starting with a distinctive, almost mechanical thumping, and then becoming a frantic pounding against the women’s door.  I think the scene might suffer a bit because there’s no visual clue of the pounding (i.e. the door rattling in its frame), but based on a later scene this is probably intentional, so I can live with it.

NIGHT TWO: Nell and Theo are sleeping together (for safety, although there are hints that Theo is a lesbian), and Nell awakens to the sound of voices and laugher and crying in the next room.  She grabs Theo’s hand for comfort, but then she sits up and realizes that she’s no longer in the bed!  She’s in a settee on the other side of the room.  “Oh God,” she says, “Whose hand was I holding?”

NIGHT THREE: The climax, so a lot happens.  First off, Dr. Markway’s wife, Grace, appears, and Nell thought maybe she had a chance with the man, so she goads the woman into sleeping in the most haunted room in the house, the nursery.  Everyone else sleeps in a drawing room on the main floor for safety, but they all wake up when a door slams shut on its own, and then they all listen as the strange pounding starts to sound around the house.  Then the pounding is at their door, and when it stops they see the door push inward toward them.  They next hear the pounding above, them, at the nursery, and Nell runs out through another door to offer herself to the house, to spare Grace whatever fate may await her.  Everyone eventually reaches the nursey, but Grace is not there!  Nell wanders off by herself and thinks, “I want to stay here always.”  Nell ends up in the library, which has an old rickety staircase.  She climbs to the top as the other try to convince her to descend.  She reaches a top balcony, and Dr. Markway climbs up after her and stops her from throwing herself to the floor.  As he’s taking her back down she sees Grace in the attic above and passes out!

We next see that Nell has been dressed and Dr. Markway is sending her home.  She doesn’t want to leave.  “I’m the one who’s supposed to stay here.”  “The house wants me,” she says, and then adds, “I’m fine now.”  They put her into her car, even as she’s insisting that the house wants her.  She drives away, but then the car seems to start driving itself, and she thinks, “I knew it.  Hill House doesn’t want me to go.”  She begins to panic but then thinks, “Something at last is really, really happening to me.”  She then sees the figure of Grace and the car crashes into a tree!

The others arrive at the crash, locate Grace, and find that Nell is dead.  Theo says, “It was what she wanted, to stay here.  She had no place else to go.”    

This was…good!  It’s much more than a simple “haunted house” or “ghost story.”  It’s the tale of the mental disintegration of a fragile woman.  The characters are sympathetic - you just want Nell to be ok and happy – and the spooky set pieces are mostly successful.  I didn’t even mention above the Dudleys, a couple who take care of the house, but, as Mrs. Dudley explains, “I leave before the dark comes.”  She lives away in the town, and “no one lives any nearer than town, no one will come any nearer than that, in the night, in the dark.”  Then she gives the best smile and walks out of the room.

[aiwobonappetit]

❤️ LOVE ME MORE THAN BEFORE, DARLIN’! ❤️

[dausy]

pattern art to get in the fall spirit and take up space while I do a life update. I've accomplished a few things, books, video games and then some life issues.

So easy stuff first I guess. I finished one of my goals of reading a Harry Potter book in spanish. I read the first book. It took me all year because it was a major brain fart/humbler. Reason why I chose HP was because its made for kids and it was familiar. I did NOT understand everything but luckily digital devices come equipped with a translation dictionary. About halfway through the book is when I had my first notebook with my art made. Whenever I get to book 2 my plan is to write down words that I had trouble with. There were 3 words in the first book that showed up frequently that kept confusing me but I didn't write them down haha. So I cant tell you.

I have a rant about another book I'm reading, Ill wait til I'm done

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Secondly I finished playing Horizon Zero Dawn and Horizon Forbidden West back to back. That took me..ages..when I first turned on HFW I was like "oh..thats the map..this is tiny" and well somehow I put double the man hours into the sequel than the original game with the DLC. Think I finished HZD in 50 or 60 hours after completing everything that game had to offer. 100% completion. HFW Id been playing for 90 and I didn't complete everything and just kinda said "eff this" and finished it. I like open world games. I'd play a third game, probably wont get to a dlc I dont generally do those on purpose.

My issue is though is I still don't like the character designs. I think HZD was the superior game. I kind of like the doom and gloom apocalypse back story and I like the idea of our modern life being somebody elses ruins. I like that. But everything else, the over story, the character designs..its like putting a jak and daxter style design on a serious story of The Last of Us. It didn't go. We needed to either choose if we were being serious or not. The sequel I enjoyed the gameplay but I think it suffered from being a sequel. Its getting too big for its britches. I dont like the space stuff. I dont like the immortality stuff.

so not my favorite game of all time but I'd play another.

I was playing disney dreamlight but I think Ill move on here soon to Ooblets to fill in time.

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Lastly life.

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My grandma died. It was not unexpected especially after seeing her for the final time a few weeks ago and I could tell she wasn't going to make it much longer. The thing that kinda bothered me or reassured me the most is..atleast gramma wasn't aware of what was going on. She's told me to my face how much the death of her siblings years before traumatized her and how she's afraid of dying. Really afraid we're all going to hell. If she could see herself on her deathbed she would absolutely freak out.

seeing her at the viewing again, was kinda sad. She just looked uncomfortable. People say "atleast now they're at peace" nah, gramma looked just as uncomfortable as when I saw her the other weekend. Its amazing how my brain remembers her from a few years ago and that viewing-experience just did not look like the gramma that I knew.

its just another phase of life coming to an end.

we've had it rough this past year. Husband lost his dad, we lost our cat at the same time and I've lost 2 grandmothers.

My work called me off the entirety of last week so I havent worked in over a week. Todays my first day back and I was asked to come in late. So I'ma have like..no paycheck..but whatever I guess.

so anywho I havent managed to be creative. I did manage to draw a bit yesterday so I may paint something but I dont know think it'll meet any sort of standard or expectation.

[fitheghosty]

so... uh.. yeah remember awhile back when I said I wanted to talk about my ride the cyclone oc? you don't? well..here it comes anyway

^^ up there is a picrew of her cause I can't draw for shit lol. obviously she'd have a choir outfit but I like to think this is what she wears out of school

anywho-

special thanks to @lov3rs-go who listened to me info-dump about this stupid little gremlin of mine for so many days☠️

let's get started!!!

basics: alexandria seymour, 17, she/her, female

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so- if you haven’t guessed by now, alex was in the choir, she went to the fairground, and died in the cyclone accident. yayyyyy—

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alex’s title is “funniest girl in town.” she’s not like constance funny, more like the class clown that gets sent to the office all the time for being disruptive sdskdj. many times during the events of rtc she starts making jokes about their deaths to cope. It’s really not with any ill intention, it just is how she deals with stuff.

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but boy does it fucking shock the choir when she does lmao— at first she doesn’t even realize what she is doing until someone in the choir calls her out because everyone is just like dead silent at all of these quick little jokes at their tragic deaths. and she does it MULTIPLE times, ocean literally wants to strangle her by the second one

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she grew up as a middle child in a house with seven siblings (she included) her parents were the classic perfect family-trope, the whole town of uranium adored her family like they were celebrities of some sort.

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all her siblings had talents that made them shine in the rundown town that uranium was. It was sort of a staple for her parents to brag about how great all of their children were, but not alex. she tried so hard to find the one spark, the one thing she was good at. she can’t even remember the moment when she finally gave up trying

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eventually she started cracking jokes at people, whether they were mean, or just plain stupid. this striked attention towards her. her parents were finally looking at her like she wasn’t something that was meant to be hidden away, she started using it as a way to make friends- to get attention. oh god how she loved attention, she was so deprived from it at a young age that she started craving it when she realized how rewarding it was to make people laugh

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she then starts to become semi-popular during highschool, but she's treated like shit— everybody just sees her as a jester that can be entertainment, but alex didn't care..at least she was noticable

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in sophomore year, she goes into her science class and says, "hey, why's it so sad in here— who died?" her teacher starts sobbing..turns out her husband had just passed. cue a meeting in the office

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"how was I supposed to know that someone had actually died??"

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and that's how she gets into the choir— like no joke she has to stay in the choir for the rest of highschool cause of that lol. and she hates it. absolutely despises it

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her story arc during the events of rtc is realizing she's more than a joke, that it's not good to hide feeling's under humor, and to let your heart open up. she also faces the crushing weight of not feeling good enough for anyone. overall self discovery is very important to her development

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that's the basis of her— if you are still here congrats lmao

lines that she would say in the show :)

".. would you believe me if I said I wasn't eating some of the old candy from the old concessions box?"

*after SABM* "... y'know you really should of made a fanfiction of that, teens would've ate that up."

"I'm not scared of a robot- OH SHIT HE'S RIGHT THERE-" (oh I forgot to mention she's absolutely terrified of karnak djshs)

*after a sad fucking ballad about self-worth* "woo that was fun.." *literally sobbing as she says that lol*

"it was either the choir or the band, and I was not about to walk around with a tuba so-"

*says an insensitive joke, choir stares at her* "...what?..ohh I did it again, that's my bad.."

"is ocean being a bitch? yes. oh wait no I forgot I'm scared of her- um,you'rereallylovely ocean-"

there's so much more that I can say about her but I kinda just want to lay the basics of her and then see how it goes, I wanted to do asks with her but I can't get ahead of myself yet djdhsh

[aceofthyme]

WAIT WAIT TELL ME ABOUT YOUR ARTILLERY GUY IM SO INTRIGUED, WHATS HIS NAME, WHAT DOES HE LOOK LIKE, WHAT ARE SOME FUN FACTS, GIVE ME DEETS!!!!

YES YES okay there are so many things I have to say but I am going to try not to totally overwhelm with this post lol

For starters: his name is Lawrence Porter Hale, and he's the eldest of three brothers—the other two being Davis "Davie" Warren Hale, and Orville Conrad "Matt" Hale. All three grew up around Chicago, with Lawrence being born in late 1827 and the other two following in intervals of about two years. All three boys have hair in some shade of red or reddish-brown; Lawrence has dark auburn hair with green eyes. He's also relatively tall, somewhere around 5'10" or 5'11" ish I think? I can't seem to find my exact notes on that so I could be totally wrong, but I do know I described him as tall and lanky in his teen years so that's probably about right! In middle age, he's a fair deal softer (which is good bc he struggled a lot with food and things, he is happier and healthier now!) than he was as a teen, though. (there's. more beneath the cut. so much more,,,)

The boys grew up in a mixed religion household, with their mother being Jewish and their father Christian (of some variety, haven't yet decided). All three received an education, and I should note that Lawrence was particularly precocious; arithmetic was always a strong suit for him, and he can run sums in his head as well as read with intense speed. He could have been an engineer, easily, but Lawrence didn't actually go to college initially for...a few reasons that are a bit more complicated to explain (aside from a lack of funding). Chiefly, he thought it was more important that he help ensure his brothers got the education and help they needed—especially because Davie was pretty sickly as a kid—, so he began work with the rail companies and ended up a conductor at a pretty young age (that is, relatively). He's definitely very passionate about trains, so the job was a perfect fit, but he was going through a lot of things at that time and was pretty badly off for a while before he got better. Afterward, he met his partners—he's got two, they have a lil polycule and six children—and everything was pretty grand for a while before the war.

In the war, Lawrence served with an artillery unit. Those good ol' math skills were very helpful, as well as what he picked up over the years from his train friends. All of this is still sort of in development in my brain, but I've currently stuck him with Battery H of the 1st Illinois Light Artillery as it seems rather fitting! I haven't given much thought to rank yet but that's mostly because I haven't thoroughly examined the roster beyond a glance. After the war, he returned to being a conductor!

Lawrence met his wife, Penelope, when he was ill, and she nursed him back to health and the two fell in love! He met his other partner, Peter, onboard a train; Peter was the barkeep, and they sort of crossed paths and then there was this whole fight thing with a rowdy passenger and...it's a long story but yeah lol, I can always share more info if more info is desired. I can also share a picture of Lawrence, I know I have a proper picrew somewhere at the very least (I sure as heck can't draw, but thank god for picrews).

Okay and then. let's see are there other fun facts I can rustle up. Uh. Lawrence smokes a pipe (occasionally. this might have started with the war), usually prefers going by Porter rather than Lawrence (his partners + fam get rights to that), and also he has a raging sweet tooth but he really likes food in general ngl. He is very attached to his conductor's cap, too! Oh and after the war, his whole family sees to it that he gets the chance to go pursue a degree because He Deserves It. Anywho. That is a basic rundown on Lawrence and I love him very much asdfghj

[gojoyogurt]

happy birthday gojo!! || chilhood friends to lovers au || short fic

pairing: gojo satoru x reader

summary: you spend the whole day together with gojo, your childhood friend. this birthday was special since you were the only one to celebrate it with him since all his other friends were overseas. on this day, it felt more like you were receiving a gift on your birthday rather than giving him a gift.

warnings: grammar and vocabulary may not be the best. also, i know gojo isnt 20 but... for the sake of this story i made him just reaching his 20s hope you guys dont mind. some spelling mistakes may not be noticed.

“hey gojo!” i screamed acrossed the road as i saw the tall, light haired man with a bandana covering his eyes leaning on the lamp post. he looked over and gave a small smile along with a wave. it was such a special day since he just turned 20, if he made my 20th birthday so memorable, i should only return the favour since the both of us have been together ( not in a romantic way ) for the longest time and we were always there for each other. “ayo happy birthday you overgrown man baby!” i jokingly congratulated him. “thanks you tiny tiger” he replies back with a smirk on his face while patting me on the head. i blushed slightly, i always had a crush on him but i never got the chance to say it to him. “should i say it today?” i thought to myself as my heart skipped a beat.

we walked down the street for a while and we stumbled across a cafe that seemed pretty quiet, the atmosphere it gave off was so simple yet it was drawing our attention to it. “hey do you-“ we both said simultaneously. “man... that single braincell energy tho amirite HAHA” i affirmed him as both of us were laughing our asses off right infront of the cafe door. after wasting our energy on cackling, we finally stepped into the cafe and ordered our drinks. “one cafe latte-“ we both said simultaneously AGAIN. “why are we so in sync today??” he questioned as we both started giggling uncontrollably at the register. “excuse me, are you guys going to order?” the staff asked us. “oops, sorry. we’ll get two cafe lattes please!” i cheerfully ordered. “two cafe lattes, anything else?” he reassured us. “nope!” i confirmed our order. “ok here’s your receipt, you guys make such a cute couple! you’re so lucky to find your soulmate that matches you perfectly!” the cashier said to us. we both just looked at each other and laughed it off.

it was nearly impossible for us to get to the table since gojos hands wouldnt stop shaking because he was giggling. luckily, we made it to the table without spilling the drinks. “here, its a small gift i made” i said as i handed over a brown wrapped package to him. the crumpling and tearing sound of the paper filled the area we were in, my heart was racing since i was worried that he wouldnt like it. “oh wow, y/n you made this??” he questioned me as if he couldn’t believe that i actually made the picture collage of the both of us. “yeah... do you not like it?” i asked quietly, scared that he actually hated it. “YO I LOVE THIS SO MUCH THANK YOU!!” he screamed in excitement. the collage was filled with memories of me and gojo from when we first met when we were 5 and uptil this day.

it felt like a heavy weight was just lifted off my shoulder. “thanks!! that took a while since i also added some pictures of us when we were still kids!” i replied back in relief. “hey! lets take a photo now so we can add it to the frame!” i suggested. i wriggled my chair over next to him and i took out my polaroid camera from my bag. we both smiled for the picture and i waited for the photo to come out.. “should i tell him now?” i reassured myself. i looked at him quietly, he was smiling while looking at the photos of our past selves, “i want to see that smile forever... ” i knew that it may seem greedy, but my heart always raced whenever i looked at him, even uptil now. “hey, y/n you ok? you seem a little flushed” he asked me with a concerned look on his face. “oh, uh, yeah just feeling a little warm...” i muttered. “lets go to my place so you can rest, ok?” you agreed to go over to his place after finishing your drinks.

during the walk back to his place, i couldnt control my heart, it was beating as if im about to go on stage and perform for millions of people. i stopped walking and i was shaking quietly in a small alleyway leading to his house. “y/n, are you ok??” he ran back after noticing that i wasnt by his side anymore. i dont know why but i suddenly started crying, it was supposed to be a happy day but... why am i like this??? am i scared? gojo hugged me and i cried into his chest while he was calming me down. / “y/n... talk to me, is there anything wrong?” he tried to ask me after i calmed down a little. “i-i- i li- like u b-buht i d-don whant to ru-ruin our fwe nd shipp” i somehow managed to get the words out in between breaths. at that point, my face looked like it was a tomato about to burst. i could hear my own heartbeat, i didnt even dare to take a glance at gojo. “man... how do i take care of you... you see, y/n, i also liked you for such a long time but i always thought that you would go off with some other man so i never confessed” he confessed while scratching the back of his head.

my heart felt like it just stopped, at that moment in time, i feel like the world was so serene and quiet. after snapping back into reality, “wh-what weally??” i sniffled as i looked up at him with my swollen eyes. “HAHAHA YOU SHOULD SEE YOUR FACE RIGHT NOW BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he teased me as i quickly wiped my snot and tears off my face. “you’re not joking with me right?” i tried to confirm with him. he suddenly let out a huge sigh and walked towards me. my heartbeat suddenly increased as he got closer and closer with every step. he leaned closer towards me and took off his black bandana, “do i look like im lying?” he questioned me as i stared into his beautiful blue eyes. this isnt the first time im seeing it but i always can never prepare myself to see it. his eyes looked so peaceful, like a quiet ocean that has no limits. it felt like you could clearly see the sky even though we were in a dark area.

he put his bandana back on and gave me a long, tight hug. “you are the meanest person i know did you know that” i jokingly said to him. “hey is that the first thing you say to your boyfriend? ouch” he joked back. he hugged me for a little while longer before staring at me. he leaned in closer next to my ear and whispered, “thank you, for making this the best birthday present i could ever ask for” he gave me a peck on the cheek before looking back at me. my face was once again about to explode and my heart was probably on the verge of exploding. “can you not do that i have a weak heart you know???” i scolded as i jumped on him to attack him. “ouch ouch ouch!1!1!1!1! okok im sorry geez, violent much” he teased me once again. “c’mon, lets go to your house already, i look embarrassing” i pushed him so that i don’t embarrass myself in public. i clinged onto his arm and kept my head down the whole way back so that people dont see my face. this day was honestly the best day of my life, i had a huge smile on my face for the rest of the day.

and the rest is left up to your imagination...

hello people! sorry if this seemed rushed because i’ve been quite busy recently but ill still try to post whenever i can. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO GOJO YAYYY. actually ive been on a hiatus off anime for a while and jujutsu kaisen is getting me back into the swing of things so im really into jujutsu kaisen atm HAHA. anywho hope you guys enjoyed this short fic and see yall in the next one byee!!!

also im so happy aot the final season came out today but since i read the manga, im really not prepared for whats going to happen... also can we talk about how the intro is just a whole gender reveal party??

[anestheticrage]

Be me: Japanese honor student🎓, 15, with half a brain and even less of a plan. Hunting bitches by day and witches by night. Livin that dank only child✌️ life while mom n dad yeet all over the globe, leavin me plenty of time to forget not to make 2 lunches for myself #quirky 😜

no time for socialization or basic electronics skills ???📱??? when your best friends are an alien demon rabbit🐰👽 and the inexplicable Hole ™ in your brain. lmao, btw did i mention im ✨M✨A✨G✨I✨C✨A✨L✨

dreamin bout my 2D waifus again when familiar pink haired cancer patient dances through my brain passin out fliers: Kamihama Meguca Dating Service: Sponsored by Cult of the Magius. 250 stones per session 🤔

seems legit, Mr. Moneybags. wasn't spending my unwieldy sack of gemstones on anything else anyway. lets pull 💎💎💎

first up we have Redhead Radagast and her plethora of plants. 🌿☺️🦎

anndd, nearly dies immediately. 

well not off to a great start but i guess shes pretty cute at lea- oh FUCK its her girlfriend, Tsundere Poseidon😒🔱💦, and their exasperated, straight and single Sword Mom 😔🗡️🔥. fml gonna have to save up for the next pull. might as well play a few rounds with what i got tho. 

get in some good girl talk about things like school, color coded hair styles, body count, permanent soul damage, and our personal demon pacts. ya know, the usual 😚 . realize my dark backstory seems to be missing, so the girls take me to Ketchup Queen Sappho 🍅🥧 (wtf?) to molest my glowy egg stone. whatevs, more action than ive had since Kuroe 🖤 got added to the story anyway

the gang agrees it's time to hunt down the cutest rabbit pimp 🕶️🐇💵 in the city. >> say 🎵mukyuuu🎵 one more time and ill hug you so hard my backstory will pop right out, you adorable fluffy bastard. plz be my new best friend 💕

Form brand new friendship pact with Kyubae, and remember that my lil Sis 🐥 was always the best wingman for pickin up magic chicks, and kept her side of the room so spotless i forgot she existed. whoops 乁༼☯‿☯✿༽ㄏ Maybe if I find her i can stop paying these exorbitant pull fees.📵💎

speaking of which: hot damn this week's featured bachelorette is a 19 year old model and magical detective🔎 with massive levels of PTSD and self loathing 🥵💙💦 more likely to stab you or dramatically jump off a rooftoop than utter a single positive comment. wow, maybe i really COULD find true love…

... if i had MORE THAN A 1% FUCKING DRAW CHANCE. 😡 smh

hard to make much progress finding sis or winning the broken heart of a hard boiled detective amidst the never ending lover's quarrel of the Trident Vine Lesbians. 💔 Sword Mom tells them if they don't behave a monster will take them away. LOL classic mom 🤣

>>>HOLY FUCK IT DID

declare all-out war on urban legends, starting with staircases ⚔️ to reunite the dysfunctional trio, and hope that I net a way better lineup with the next 10x pull. at least sad sleuth lady came to help out. they say combat is the best way to bond wi-   and there she goes off the rooftop again 🙄 fml

alright that got way off track, we need a fresh start, away from all the loli drama. how bout a little B&E🔓🔨🤷🏻‍♀️ at the local house of worship to clear my head. ahh nothing like the unanswered prayers of the masses to get you in the mood for another wasted pull, and the 🔥 MIGHTIEST 🔥 headache you could ask for with a side of Double Cooked Pork 🐖🍜 (meh 5/10🧾)

venture forth into the spiritual unknown with your new human flamethrower🔥🌻🧡 and ask your favorite private eye to please, for the love of Eve, trade Meguca accounts with me~~~ Head through the eastern spirit portal to meet up with hologram propaganda sis and detective crush's evil ex, who joined a dating-app cult (#fuck) and also turned into the moon?🌕?(that's rough buddy)

get ambushed by Acid Horse on Wheels 🌈🐴 and vomit up my soul so hard that its time for a crossover episode. T U R F F F   W A R R R *que operatic harmonies* 💛 Blondie with the hair drills and enough attitude and guns to fill up a noble phantasm tries to ban my account permanently, but PI heartthrob denies her admin privileges. aww babe i didn't know you cared. 😭♥️

get kidnapped by my new true love and go back to her place 😏  defs enough empty rooms to house five emotionally traumatized girls and at least two ghosts hehehe👻 XD 💚🃏💜🎸 decide to form the anti-gossip brigade and recruit my blazing sunflower after getting ambushed by the witch living in my fruit loops🥣

❌outvoted 2:1 that cults are bad. mf. fiinneee one last pull to round out the team and then I'll delete the app. cmonnn Karin 🎃~

OH HELL YEAH TWO FOR ONE.

Always wanted a daughter 💜🔨🐄 with a penchant for pissing off the local Martial Arts & Books Club and drinking suspicious liquids offered by total strangers. Well if it's good enough for her AND the sexy mayadere with enough game to seduce a mermaid, might as well get in on that myself. 

#curseddrank 🤢 0/24 would not recommend to a friend, 'cept maybe Ria

win alot of cash 🤑, blow up a fountain, meet the pied piper²🎶🖕, moon cult, monochrome feathers, something about liberation✊🏻; adopt temper tantrum cow girl. aces 💜🥩

Next up!!! skydiving with DJ Hammer! Jump to apparently-not-certain death after suicidal A.I. 💚💾🗼 tells you to rescue her hostage before they run out of Radiohead albums and have to move on to Thom Yorke's solo discography. save the invisible shield kitten 💚👑😿 from happiness and get chased through the internet by the sexiest homicidal Paint Pallette 💚🎨😈 since Caravaggio. (apparently green is the color of the digital apocalypse. i’m deleting Kako from my friend's list)

that’s it, fuck this app. 250 stones 💎 per-life-threatening-experience is more than i’m willing to deal with 😓 don’t wanna mess with the perfect nuclear family anyway. we've already got: 

✔️the two emotionally traumatized moms with memory and commitment issues

✔️the adhd daughter with anger management problems and a giant hammer

✔️the psychologically abused scizophrenic cat

✔️and the eccentric aunt with crippling anxiety

#squadgoals

now that were done hoarding bitches, its time to hunt the witches. and the bitches makin the witches. btw did i mention the witches ARE the bitches! AND WERE ALL GOING TO DIE!? 📽️⁉️💀 wait fuck lets back up a second

This is Nemo📕 and Token🧪 and they have all the answers but prefer if you only ask vague questions in exchange for vague responses so they can fill in the rest by discussing their superior intellect 🧠 at length. not to mention they built that dating app, so of course everyone in my harem decides to be a FUCKING. TRAITOR.🤬

cept waifu prime ofc 🥰💙. [PTSD > brainwashing] 'yOu CaN bE tHe LeAdEr NoW'. i have been from the very beginning you traumatized Hinedere nightmare. maybe if you weren't so caught up collecting surrogate daughters you would've noticed IM👏THE👏ONLY👏 ONE👏PROGRESSING👏THE FUCKING👏PLOT✨

rescue the rest of dysfunctional found-family™ from selves before my adorable firebender burns down Disnihama🎡🔥😱 during her weekly anxiety attack. (love the makeover T B H) 

CHAPTER 8: Magical Girl Massacre🩸🗡️

   - everyone has like, the shittiest day ever

   - the new Pope really needs to be extradited from the church

   - make friends with a really pretty tree 🌺🌲✨

i swear, if i don't finish this god damn story in time to get that free pull im gonna beat the shit out of every mirror i find in that giant mansion that i haven't even had any time to even mention yet. 🖕🏚️ let alone EVERYTHING happening with the prequel [fuck you, I'm the star] girls 💗💜💙💛❤️️ and their multidimensional melodrama. We don't need that many repetitive af episodes to emphasize that Homo-ra is a shitty person. we've all seen Rebellion. 🙄

NO, I DONT CARE IF YOU WANT SAPPHO'S BACKSTORY, I ONLY HAVE 79 STONES LEFT AND IF YACHAN FINDS OUT I HAVEN'T DELETED THE APP YET IM GONNA HAVE TO GO SLEEP IN WITH SANA 😭💎💸😠

uhhhggggg where were we… Topple a cult and burn down Hotel Denoument only to realize that Sis was fused with the dating app servers this entire madokafuckin time (told ya she was the best wingman 😊). 

Dilemma: Sis =🥚, Triumvirate of Trouble want 🐣. What do? vote now:

Help Hatch - IIIIIII

Not Do That - IIIII

What The Actual Fuck Is Going On - IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Lets just fight everyone until something good happens.

🔥🔫🔥🗡️🔥😱🔥🌆🔥😱🔥🛡️🔥💣🔥

Kill (???) the artist-in-chief of the italian reindeer murder police after teaching her the true meaning of Christmas 🎄 hatch 🐣lil Sis and realize she WAS your wingman all along🐰 MUKYUUUU! we're just gonna ignore how much trouble it would have saved if you'd just mentioned that. "yOu DiDnT aSk..." 

FUCK YOU SPACE BITCH. ONCE AN INCUBATOR ALWAYS AN INCUBATOR 🖕🐇🔪

anywho, somewhere along the lines we of course summoned the Antichrist ⚙️ because why not raise the stakes to max and still not kill off a single character. Madofuckinkami, can we PLEASE wrap this up. 😩💤

feathers (not the culty kind, tfm) rain from the sky, and the power of friendship and not having the Urobutcher 🔪🩸as a lead writer saves our peacefully sectioned off alternate reality 😇

TL:DR fuck cults, real life waifus DO exist, don't sell your soul to space rabbits, or your stones to megacorporations. Enjoy arc 2 on the JP server with your shitty translation patch you filthy fuckin weebs 

Yours Truly, 

- Thirsty Weeb Eroha 💗💎😘 

[smallblip]

Honey Bunny

Levihan | Rated for language and one mention of doing the deed

It’s on Ao3! https://archiveofourown.org/works/27387343

Hanji and Levi have breakfast at a diner. They find themselves in a bit of a situation-

"We have you surrounded! I repeat! We have you surrounded! Come out with your hands in the air!"

“Tch... Too goddamn loud for the morning...”

“And so.... I politely asked him to suck on my fat dick.”

“You really said that?”

“Yeah... Not really a big win for me considering he’s only humiliated because he lost his balls to a girl...”

Levi snorts. Shitstain of a man, he adds, and Hanji beams at him.

“Anywho... Can you remember that song I said I liked... We danced to it at the pub. This was before you went to the toilet and that whole debacle with shitstain of a man happened...”

“I don’t remember...” Levi folds the napkin and sets it back down on the table. Hanji is pouting, disappointed.

“I honestly don’t remember much besides him yelling at you, then the look on his face after you kissed his girl. Somehow that left a bigger impression.” Levi replies with snark.

Hanji laughs, justifiably pleased with herself. “She enjoyed it though...” Levi knows. What’s there not to enjoy. Hanji takes a sip of her coffee and makes a face. “Levi, try this... It’s the worst coffee I’ve ever tasted... And I’m not a person with any standards...”

Levi hates coffee. Even a cup of the gourmet stuff (or at least that’s what the label had said) had failed to impress him. So he doesn’t know why he relents and takes a sip. “Tastes like dick...” he nearly spits it out and Hanji cackles.

“Wanna go somewhere else that doesn’t have shit coffee?” Levi asks. Hanji looks out the windows, at the flashes of red and blue and the glare of floodlights. The diner has found itself in a bit of a situation- on the business end of the guns in the hands of the boys in blue. It’ll be hard to navigate round. It’s an inconvenience really.

“Hmmm... Sounds like too much trouble...” Hanji drawls, “besides... I can’t complain about the pancakes.”

“The service leaves much to be desired though...” Levi quips, eyes rolling to glare at the empty spot behind the counter. He can hear whimpering from where the waiters are ducked, knees pulled close to bodies, shaking like leaves. He might have to help himself with the refills later on.

Hanji stares absentmindedly out the window when she hears a crackle from the loud hailer. “Here we go again...” she mutters under her breath.

"Levi Ackerman! Hans Zoë! We have you surrounded! I repeat! We have you surrounded! Come out with your hands in the air!"

“Tch... Too goddamn loud for the morning...” Levi says, annoyed, but he doesn’t shift his gaze from Hanji.

“It’s Hanji Zoë... What- Why do they- Ugh... They can never get it right?” Hanji throws her hands up in a show of exasperation.

“I’ll make sure to tell them on the way out.” Levi chaffs.

Hanji turns her attention back to him. “So... Considering our predicament... It might be a good time to reminisce... You wanna start cowboy?” She plays coy, resting her chin in her hands and batting her eyelashes at him. The sight of Hanji like this always tickles him. But it also makes him want to take her to a motel and screw the living daylights out of her. And yet, his face gives nothing away, save for a slight tug at the corners of his lips. Hanji notices. She eases back into her chair, putting on a show for him by stretching long legs out toward him.

“Remember the day at the bank... When we first met?”

“Ah... How could I forget... Out of all the banks in the South side of town we had to pick the same one,” Hanji chuckles, “you hated my guts...”

“I lied... I was angry because I wanted to kiss you stupid right there and then.” Levi shrugs and stirs idly at his lukewarm cup of tea.

“Oh...” Hanji says, lips pursing. There’s a dust of pink high in her cheeks and suddenly she finds it hard to meet Levi’s searing gaze. “That was... Dammit Levi... That was actually really sweet... You’re making me look bad...”

“Spit it out four eyes.”

“I was just gonna ask if you remember the time we had that fight about me forgetting to take the bins out?”

“And you freaked the fuck out and went berserk?” Levi supplements.

“Yes... And I told you our bins weren’t empty because I saw the neighbours put their trash in them? Well... I lied... You were right... I just never took the bins out...”

“I know...”

“Then why did you apologise?”

Levi shrugs, “if you said you took the bins out, you took the bins out. You’ve stood up for me on far less...”

Hanji hums a reply, that she has. She presses her ankles against Levi under the table. “Tell you what... I’m going to walk over to you now and kiss you stupid. Right here. In front of all these strapping young officers. Then we’re going to stop with this sappy nonsense and talk business.”

Levi grunts a reply, sliding his chair out to give Hanji space. And in one long stride she’s sitting in his lap. Hanji keeps her promise and kisses him till they’re both gasping for air. All tongue slipping behind teeth and soft lips as practiced a million times before. She still feels the rush of adrenaline when Levi rests his hands on her hips, fingers digging into skin with possessive fervour. Her arms are thrown around his shoulders and she pulls him impossibly close. This feeling will never get old, she thinks. Like the thrill of a heist. They break apart and Hanji has a dopey smile on her face.

“Do you wanna talk business? Or you wanna continue staring?” Levi smirks and Hanji throws her head back to laugh.

“What do you say? What are our odds?” He says, drawing circles into the small of her back.

“Hmmm...” Hanji scans the windows. She loses count on the number of shaking fingers precariously gripping triggers. “If we’re just talking numbers... Not looking too good...”

“Well they can all- What did you say? Suck on a fat dick?”

Hanji laughs, yeah... she says, a little breathless when Levi reaches to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. She presses a kiss to the tip of his nose. God does she love him.

“If we survive this, Levi Ackerman... Mark my words, I’ll make an honest man of you...” There’s a sparkle in Hanji’s eyes and Levi can’t help but return her smile. He deliberates debating the concept of an honest man, after all, they are far from honest people. Levi also has lots to say about the concept of “ride or die” too, considering he’s not one to prefer dying to be on the cards. Their skillset and expertise have not particularly allowed for glorified visions of going out with a bang, they always make it, and it's not luck either. It’s better to be alive, live to love another day. But it’s all petty semantics.

Because he sees the gleam in Hanji’s eyes- audacious, but far from ill-advised and he smiles, an ease consumes him. Whilst not preferable, dying with Hanji by his side isn’t too bad an idea. But Levi remembers it’s Hanji’s turn to clean the house and it would be unfair on him if they die today, considering how he’s been the one cleaning the past three times. He’s not going all soft when she whines this time. This time she’ll be the one cleaning for sure.

Semantics can go to hell.

“I’ll hold you to it, Hanji Zoë...” he whispers as he kisses her chin where he can reach. Levi pats Hanji’s thigh as he shifts to stand. His hands already on the holsters of his guns. She cocks her pistols, this isn’t anything they haven’t done before. And Hanji thinks the odds are still up in the air, it’s a little premature for visions of a glorified death. Besides the chicken in the fridge will go bad if they don’t have it by today. A good roast sounds perfect for dinner. They can have it with that bottle of wine they’ve been saving.

She sets her eyes on the targets and counts them off again in her head. She watches them with interest as they squirm in their boots. Hanji cracks her neck and shakes her knots loose.

Hanji freezes suddenly, “wait Levi...” she says with urgency, “I just got it!”

“No don’t-“ but before Levi can stop her, she’s already humming it- the song they had danced to at the pub. Hanji sways along to the tune. Levi clenches his fist and taps it against his forehead. Why does he have to love her so goddamn much.

“Do you know the name of the song? It’s absolutely killing me!”

“Hanji... I don’t know the name of any song...” Levi squeezes his eyes shut and rubs at his temples. “Great... Now it’s stuck in my head too...” he mutters through grit teeth. They walk toward the entrance of the diner.

Hanji grins. “Ready Levi?”

He nods, smiling at her once more for good luck.

“Let’s fuck shit up.”

[love-bean]

Spectacular - Part 3

hello duckies! here is part 3 for y’all on this fine day/night. i did cut a bit of the story out because it simply didn’t flow the way i wanted it to, but everything should still make sense. i also believe this is the longest part of the story in terms of words (i am long-winded) anywho, let’s get going!

wk: 1985

-o-o-o-o-o-

From then on, Benedict and Anastasia spent nearly every single day together, even after the season ended and winter began to take its hold. If Benedict was not calling on Anastasia, she was spending her afternoon in the Bridgertons’ drawing room under the guise of spending time with Eloise.

The truth was, she rather enjoyed spending time with Benedict instead. Every moment they spent together, she fell deeper and deeper in love with him. It wasn’t until one particular evening she realized just how far she had fallen.

Anastasia pulled her cloak tightly over her shoulders. Her body rattled with nervousness and excitement for her evening’s plans.

At precisely 9:15, a rock hit her bedroom window, signaling the arrival of her friend.

Anastasia took a deep breath and began her journey through the house, attempting to walk lightly so as to not alert her father and brothers of her late departure. She was nearly out the door to the backyard when she was startled by a voice.

“Miss Mackenzie?”

Freezing, Anastasia turned and found her own lady’s maid standing in front of her.

“Caroline,” she breathed in relief. “What are you doing up so late?”

“I was getting a glass of water, miss,” Caroline answered. “But I could ask you the same thing if it were my place.”

Anastasia sighed. She had met Caroline when she was merely thirteen, the same year she met the Bridgertons.

“I was going for a stroll in the garden,” she lied.

“At this hour? Are you well?” Caroline asked worriedly.

“Yes,” Anastasia breathed. “I am in need of some fresh air.”

“If you prefer, I shall accompany you? It is no trouble, really-”

“No, that will not be necessary,” she objected. “Thank you, Caroline. You may resume.”

“Of course, Miss,” Caroline said, bowing slightly.

Anastasia turned on her heel to leave, only to be stopped once more.

“Miss Mackenzie? Send Mr. Bridgerton my regards.”

Whipping around with wide eyes, Anastasia began to stutter out an excuse.

“I will not tell,” Caroline interrupted. “I shall never speak of this night or any other to another soul for as long as I shall live.”

The young lady sighed in relief when she saw her maid’s teasing smile.

“Off with you now, Miss,” Caroline dismissed with a loving wave.

With that, Anastasia pulled her hood over her head and slipped into the garden, where her escort for the night awaited.

“What took you so long? I thought we had been caught,” Benedict said.

“We have,” Anastasia scoffed, sliding her hand around his arm. “Caroline caught me leaving, but she swore to never speak of it.”

“If you trust her, I trust her,” he smiled, gently resting his free hand on hers.

She flushed slightly and looked at the world around them. “Where are we going, anyway?”

“We are going to visit a friend of mine, Henry Granville,” he replied.

“The artist?”

Benedict nodded. “I would like to show you the finer things in life. These are the privileges I enjoy as the second son.”

Soon, they arrived at a large house with candles lit in every window. Once they stepped inside, it was revealed that there were lots of people littering the hallways and rooms.

“Are you ready?” Benedict asked, his lips so close they caused a shiver to run through her.

She held onto his arm tighter and nodded, swallowing her anxiety.

As he led her through a house familiar to him, she witnessed all sorts of people doing all sorts of things. Some were engaging in conversation and drinking wine, others were participating in more lascivious activities. As they rounded a corner, they entered a room with two lovely models in the middle of a ring of artists, each sketching from their own point of view.

“You said you were curious as to where I had all my practice,” Benedict said, pulling her from her trance. “Here we are.”

“Mr. Bridgerton,” a man beamed as he approached the two. “How are you, my friend?”

“I am quite well. Yourself?” Benedict replied.

“I cannot complain,” the man teased. “And who is this?”

Anastasia swallowed as his eyes fell upon her.

“This is Anastasia,” Benedict grinned. “Ana, this is Sir Henry Granville.”

“It is a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Granville,” she said, bowing gracefully.

Henry gently took the hand that was not clinging to Benedict’s sleeve and kissed it. “The pleasure is all mine, Miss Mackenzie.”

Her face paled at the use of her surname.

“Please, enjoy our festivities,” Henry said, gesturing to a few empty stools with sketch pads in front of them.

He disappeared without another word, tending to other guests elsewhere.

“I do quite enjoy his company,” Benedict commented as he led her to the easels.

“He is quite lovely,” she agreed. “Ben, I am glad you have decided to share this part of your life with me, but if anyone were to find out where I am tonight…”

Benedict looked toward her and found a nervous frown taking over her features. He stopped walking and placed a gentle hand on either side of her face, cradling it like the most precious gem in the world.

“Not to worry, tulip,” he comforted. “Henry is very good at keeping this a secret. There is not a person here who would care enough to sully our reputations, nor their own.”

A small smile turned up the corners of her mouth as she leaned into his touch.

“If you trust him, I trust him,” she repeated a version of his words from earlier in their night.

He pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead and immediately recoiled.

“That was improper,” he said. “Please accept my sincerest apologies.”

“Everything we are doing tonight is improper,” she smiled. “I should think an innocent kiss the least of our worries.”

He flashed her a fond, lopsided grin and grabbed her hand, leading her to a pair of easels.

“I am not much of an artist. I prefer music,” she said. “Might I simply watch you work?”

“If you must,” he chuckled, flushing slightly.

For hours, Anastasia watched Benedict sketch with intent focus. She took note of every feature of his face; every line, every mark, every beautiful expression committed to her memory.

“You do have a bit of a problem with staring, tulip.”

Anastasia blushed as Benedict glanced sideways at her, stifling a smirk.

“I do believe I was staring at your artwork,” she lied.

“I do believe you were not,” he mocked.

As she tried to stutter out a response for the second time that evening, he chuckled.

“It is quite alright,” he hummed. “I am almost done and then we may leave.”

“I do not wish to leave so soon,” she objected. “I quite like it here. It is a very relaxing atmosphere. Very different from the ton.”

“I am glad you are enjoying yourself,” he laughed. “Perhaps Mr. Granville will allow us to stay for a while when I finish.”

Fortunately, Henry had absolutely no problem with the duo sitting about.

“Stay all night if you like,” he laughed before turning to Anastasia. “Any friend of Mr. Bridgerton is a friend of mine.”

She bowed her head respectfully with a sweet smile.

As Henry left them, Benedict slid his hand around Anastasia’s and led her to a sofa near a window.

It was dark outside when their conversation began. They talked of their childhoods, their aspirations, their insecurities. There was never an awkward silence like they had felt so many times with other people. Occasionally, a lull occurred in which they would stare at each other in silent revelry.

“Alright,” Benedict said after one of those moments as he leaned forward slightly and placed his hand on one of hers. “I must ask, however improper it may be: when am I allowed to begin courting you?”

“What is the date?” she asked.

“I believe it is the third of April,” he answered.

She hummed. “My late husband passed on the tenth, so you may begin courting me on the eleventh.”

“And when shall I propose marriage?”

“When you feel the time is right,” she replied, heart racing.

“I want to be sure you feel the same as I do,” he said firmly. “I refuse to trap you in another loveless marriage.”

She stared at him. “My marriage to George was not loveless.”

“Surely you cannot convince me you were in love with a man technically old enough to be your father.”

“I was not in love with him, that much is true,” she agreed. “However, that does not mean that I did not love him. He catered to my every want and need. He was gentle, and caring, and more than I could have asked for in an arrangement such as ours. We were not in love, that is for sure. But we did have an incredible fondness for one another, and should I have the option to bring him back and do it all again, I would in a heartbeat.”

Another silence fell over them as he stared at the woman in front of him. He was in awe at how mature she had become since they had met not five years ago. Her elegance and poise was far beyond that of any other girl her age, yet she was still as sharp and witty as she had been in the beginning of her friendship with his dear younger sister.

“I apologize,” he said quietly. “I knew nothing of your marriage, and it was wrong of me to assume anything, let alone vocalize it.”

“It is alright, Ben,” she affirmed, squeezing the hand that still held her own. “I am sure you did not mean any ill will.”

She moved closer to him so that she may lower her voice as if she was telling him her deepest secret.

“There shall be no doubts about my feelings toward you, Benedict,” she said, her expression very serious. “When you feel the time is right, you may propose to me. I will not turn you down.”

“If it were not improper, I would kiss you,” he whispered, mesmerized.

“If it were not improper, I would give you my permission,” she whispered back.

He swallowed. “I suppose no one shall see us if my lips happened upon yours.”

“I agree.”

While Benedict could never have been considered innocent, he was not a rake, and he did not wish to compromise anyone’s reputation, certainly not that of his beloved Anastasia. But under the relaxed atmosphere of the studio and the gentle warmth of firelight, he found himself doing something he would only dream of: he was leaning forward.

And to his surprise, Anastasia was doing the same.

The pair’s lips met in a sweet, tender union of passion and love. They poured their feelings to one another in complete silence, moving in sync. There was no rushing, no pressure, no wanting to move any further than they had already gone.

Yet, they pulled away breathless.

“I shall not tell my brothers if you do not tell yours,” Anastasia whispered, giggling slightly.

“I shall keep that a secret for the rest of my days,” Benedict promised. “I should like to propose to you right now if I knew you would accept.”

“Perhaps my family and yours will think it odd that you would propose without a proper courting,” she quipped.

“Perhaps they will,” he hummed, looking upon her fondly.

She glanced out the window to see the sky beginning to pale in color and, with a short sigh, reluctantly rose from the sofa.

“Come,” she said, offering her hand. “Walk me home before daylight comes and my brothers wake to find me gone.”

“They would never know where to find you,” he replied, rising as well.

“Yes, but you shall be the first place they look, and I do wish to keep you alive.”

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there we go! very cute, very roughly edited, as always. there will be one more part and then the little epilogue, which is about 500 or so words. i have written a bit with eloise heavily involved, but that’s only like 600 words. but that will probably end up being a little bonus part. let me know what you think!

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Part 2

As i was saying previously i2iC is pretty much just allowing you to see eye to eye with things and coming to terms with stuff. like your study's.

Which is why Colton made the name and Amanda stole the idea. That caused empty lunch tables and lots...and lots...of drama.

That will have to be a separate story time.

Miss Lindsey likes to make fun of them about it lol.

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i think my moms home.

Also i was typing that out but i got bored and decided to draw. but Amara walked in and messed up my drawings so I just allowed it lol.

My mom normally gets home when we're asleep? We only see her in the mornings 'cause she likes to see us before we leave for school.

I feel like i should go see why she's home early...

ill be right back!

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uh.

so nothing so bad, just the fact that a flock of birds ran into the store, scared the customers. hit a window and broke its neck - as the door was opened another bird flew in, scared the other customers, but then thought

"hey! let's go eat that dying bird that could possibly be my cousin!"

...

yea she had to take a nap after seeing that i guess.

Well, i'm glad she's home!

i have to tell her so much, I don't want to bombard her immediately though. so i'll wait.

anywho !

im going to spend some time with my mom really quickly, and maybe before bed i'll end this off !!

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im so tired now!!

so for dinner we had Jensen's Pastry's (It's not just pastrys it's a take out but has lots of sweets lol) and while we were picking up our orders i bumped into some of the...cool girls? idk that sounds really early 2000s.

they're just the edgy ones who get into trouble and 'don't care'.

found out Ian is sleeping with one of them so, good to know about your brother :|

Dinner was delicious though!!!

Mom could finally relax and have a conversation with us - Amara couldn't eat with her mouth closed though so that did cause some issues lol.

Ive been looking for some songs recently though so if you have any please tell !!

im genuinely curious as it's snowed recently so schools out for a few days.

OMG! that gives me time to blog tomorrow!

ill just write about my day haha!!

anyways ~ signing off ! see y'a :)