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artyandink · 5 days ago

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farm baby .ᐟ.ᐟ

↳ SYNOPSIS: you needed some help over at your farm after WES sprained his arm, and it was the first time you actually noticed that CLARK was a tank— like, how does one person do their farm chores that easily? you were stuck here looking like a wet, muddy squirrel while PANDORA and CLARK looked like they came fresh out of a pantene commercial. someone stop you before you start throwing hands, or mud, just to bring them down to your level.

↳ PAIRING(S): wes x betty, clark x bonnie (friendly) (clark | bonnie)

↳ WARNINGS: nothing, just farmboy and farmgirl being cute

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↳ night shift by jon pardi

↳ am I wrong by nico & vinz

↳ sunshine by onerepublic

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Since your dad had injured his arm in a farming accident, Mr and Mrs Kent had ‘lent’ Clark over as a help for you and your mom while he recovered— and Clark wasn’t salty about it at all, you were his best friend and hung out with him, Pete and Chloe every day, so of course he’d help. Besides, even though you and the Kents had neighbouring farms, there was more help than rivalry, so it was a healthy thing, where if one was in need, the other would come to the rescue.

It was when you’d actually seen Clark working was when you realised that yeah, he was freakishly strong, walking around the farm, lifting hay bales and fixing tractors without breaking a sweat, while you looked like a huffy, sweaty mess, hair plastering to your forehead. Not a great look.

He was an absolute sweetheart as well, a ‘darling’, as your mom called it, as he was all boyish, sunny smiles and farm boy demeanour, helping you out with the farm until even the next day’s work was done the day before. Was this guy a machine or something? You didn’t care, it at least allowed Lex, Pete and Chloe to swing by for an evening of relaxation or homework help, which was nice.

“Hey, Bonnie?” Clark called, popping out from nowhere, carrying a hay bale, and again having not a single drop of sweat from working in the Smallville heat— honestly, dude was made of titanium. Here you were, looking like a sticky squirrel in flannel.

“Where d’you want this?” He asked, nodding to the bale with that shine in his eyes that was always there, the one which told you that he was probably the kindest person you’d meet. Then again, that was a given, with how he’d relentlessly worked day and night with your dad out of commission.

Honestly, any more of him not becoming a wet rat while working and you’d probably throw a hissy fit. “Over there.” You pointed to the very messy stack of hay bales as you groomed PANDORA. You, in comparison to Clark’s pristine state, looked like a squirrel in mud. Great.

Clark did the thing boys annoyingly did all the time, where he’d effortlessly lift the bale and place it on top of the rest of the stack without so much as a flicker of his expression to acknowledge the weight, grunting under breath, “There you go.”

Clark chuckled when he saw you, your face and hair drenched in sweat as you petted poor ol’ PANDORA, your horse looking slightly amused herself despite her being downcast. “Lookin’ hot.” He teased, grinning and crossing his arms, making no secret of his amusement at your current frazzled expression.

“Ha ha, real funny.” You rolled your eyes playfully, petting PANDORA’S coat as you sat by her. “Now, stop bein’ a male model and c’mere, sit.” You patted the hay beside you, a smile stuck on your face— well, you couldn’t help it when Clark Kent was with you.

Clark chuckled at your response, shaking his head and rolling his eyes in good nature at your joke, before obeying your order and walking over and sitting down beside you, his smile still on his face as he bumped his shoulder with yours, teasing a little more. “Stop bein’ a girl model then,” He answered back, chuckling lowly as he tilted his head at you, bumping his shoulder with yours again, before his eyes slid over to look at you, his expression turning a little more… affectionate.

You smiled, leaning your head on his shoulder, sighing and using your other hand to pat PANDORA, linking your arm with his. “She’s lonely.” You mumbled, “Dad ain’t here.” PANDORA was a little under the weather, considering how Wes wasn’t doing his rounds on the farm and coming to see her especially, so you were spending more time after school working in the stables and the fields, which was where Clark came in after Martha spotted you slaving away with the hay bales.

“Just don’t lift any tractors,” — was what Johnathan said to him.

Clark chuckled softly when you leaned into him, a small smile appearing on his face as he linked his arm with yours when you slotted it with his, his free hand gently squeezing your own in comfort, fingers intertwining with yours. It was so very natural for the both of you, like a rite of passage after knowing each other for no short than since you were children.

“Yeah, I bet,” He answered softly, his smile saddening slightly as he realised you were going through a tough time with your dad being injured, and gently rested his head onto yours, pressing his cheek to the top of your head. “You been holding up okay?” He asked quietly, concern in his eyes.

“Yeah, m’fine, I see Dad whenever I come home, but ‘DORA?” You nodded to the raven-coated horse as you stroked her mane, with her nickering in response and nuzzling your hand— Clark liked to think of you as an animal whisperer, or at least PANDORA as a human whisperer, cause sometimes there was the feeling like you knew what she was saying. Those big eyes were definitely sad. “She’s not as happy, I can feel it.”

Clark smiled a little when you spoke, his expression turning a little softer as he, too, regarded PANDORA, watching as you so sweetly brushed its mane. You’d always been an incredibly caring person, and right now, he couldn’t help but think of how adorable you were with animals.

He turned his head a little, pressing a small kiss to the top of your head, smiling softly. “Yeah, she’s missing your old man, huh?” He murmured quietly, his words tinged with comfort in an attempt to cheer you up a little.

“She’s the real daddy’s girl around here.” You laughed a bit, squeezing his hand— just an unconscious action, really. “I’d be surprised if she wasn’t. Upset, y’know.” Your free hand kept on petting her head, watching PANDORA blink slowly at him, probably reading him— no, actually, she was.

Clark chuckled at your words, amused as he looked over at your expression and laughed when you laughed, his smile slightly lopsided when you squeezed his hand, fingers squeezing back in response to your action, his heart fluttering a little at the sight of you.

“Yeah, doesn’t shock me one bit, honestly.” He replied softly, smiling at the sight of you fussing over your horse, before his eyes slid back to you again. That expression of concern returned, his expression growing a little sadder as he thought about how stressed you were probably feeling.

You noticed the silence and looked up to Clark, head tilting as your big eyes went puppy-like in confusion— sparkles, furrowed eyebrows. “Hey, sweet boy.” You poked his cheek gently. “Where’d the smile go?”

Clark smiled a little at your actions, chuckling softly when your eyes looked like sparkling puppy dog eyes, tilting his head a little as you poked his cheek. “M’fine, m’fine.” He mumbled out automatically, his words slightly mumbled under breath, his cheeks flushing a little as you called him ‘sweet boy’.

A teasing nickname you’d started when he was 14, which, even though he’d tried to shake, had stuck with him, a red blush on his cheeks as he smiled at you, before it fell again and he sighed. “Just worried, that’s all.”

“Worried about what?” Your arm that had linked with his patted his forearm, leaning your chin on his shoulder. “Talk to me, unless you’ll be stubborn.” There was no one more stubborn than a Kent.

Clark chuckled at your words and the slight accusation (which was very true, but he’d be stubborn and won’t admit to it, even though his cheeks burned a little at being called out), leaning his head to rest on yours, closing his eyes and sighing heavily, before he opened them again.

“Just worried about you, y’know.” He mumbled softly. “You seem down cause of your dad being injured, and I…” he trailed off, his cheeks growing pink, his eyes flickering over your face, “I don’t like it when you’re sad.”

“I guess it’s natural, I always thought Dad was, like, invincible.” You grinned slightly at the thought, at the memories of never seeing your dad sick, of when he’d lift you on his shoulder or throw a rugby ball to Logan like he did in his championship days, “But s’okay, I’ve got my other favourite invincible person with me.” You ruffled his hair. “It’s like you’re made of steel.”

Man of Steel.

Clark gave a small laugh, an affectionate smile taking over his face as you spoke, his cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink at your words, grinning when you ruffled his unruly locks. “Pfft, m’made of steel, am I?” He teased, his tone lighthearted as a chuckle escaped his mouth. It was a comment that had been said many times in his direction.

“Only for you, then.” He responded, grinning a little wider, his eyes dancing affectionately as they flicked up and down your face— how did you do it? Clark was yet to uncover how you always managed to make his worries melt away with one little smile and a joke from you.

“That makes me feel special, thank you.” You giggled, nudging him, both of you basking in the evening sun, casting shadows and that wonderful dewy-looking glow— mind you, you had an amazing view of it from your farm.

Clark smiled, chuckling when you nudged him, his eyes returning to your form as you basked in the setting sun. He just… smiled, taking in the sight of you and the golden glow of a beautiful evening, the sun bathing you both in this beautiful warm glow that made you look, I don’t know, Lex level expensive. He didn’t take his eyes from you, simply taking in your expression, the small laugh that escaped your lips, the beautiful view of the sunset lighting up your face…

“God, you’re gorgeous.” He breathed out quietly.

The statement came from his mouth so suddenly, and he suddenly felt a lump in it upon saying it— it was the type’a thing he’d say to Lana, not you, not that you weren’t gorgeous, but he just couldn’t fathom where it came from. But you just… you looked to him, eyebrows raised with a small grin, still stroking PANDORA as she nickered beside you, almost like a small tease to his slip up. “You’re gorgeous too, Kent.” You said back with a soft chuckle, gently touching your temple to his, not sceptical, reassuring. After all, you were the town’s southern belle.

His heart was fluttering as he felt you gently knock your head against his affectionately, his eyes flickered from your eyes back to you, a soft expression that he couldn’t control from appearing on his face. “Yeah, yeah, whatever.” He mumbled out quietly, his expression still soft as he smiled, his arm squeezing yours gently as he continued looking at you, lip caught between his teeth. “Not as gorgeous as you, though.”

“That’s a high bar, yeah.” Then you let the silence linger a bit, hang in the air like a hovering blanket of sorts, trying to find the words— what? It’s not like only the Kents were stubborn. “Thank you, by the way. For the farm.” You smiled genuinely. “I’d be run ragged if it wasn’t for you.” You opened my arms for a hug, and like come-frickin’-on, how could he refuse that grin on your face?

“C’mere.” He chuckled, beckoning you over, and he felt at home, wrapping his arms around your waist and squeezing you tight against his chest, burying his face into your neck, his eyes closed as he inhaled your scent. “Hey. ‘S not a problem.” He murmured. “We’re both farm babies, it’s a rite’a passage.”

Your head popped up from his shoulder with a slightly confused giggle, head tilted, nose bumping against his. “Did you just call us farm babies?”

He raised his eyebrows in challenge, corner of his lip quirking. “Objections?”

“None.” And there you went again, burying your head in the crook of his neck, breathing in the earthy scent which made Clark him, feeling him shift you so you were sitting on his thighs, hand holding your dusty cheek like he was protecting you, cheek resting on your head. It always felt like that, really, like Clark was protecting something or the other.

You didn’t mind; it was part of him.

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marmalade004 · 1 year ago

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RATSWORLD!!!!!!

Edd used to be a housepet for a family in London. His owners lived in a big apartment, where Edd stayed in a cramped cage. From an outside perspective, his life could have been much better. One day, he wakes up to find his cage left in a nearby alleyway, with no idea how he ended up there, but assumes his owners left him there. He escapes the cage, which was left unlocked, and goes on to explore the city himself, meeting Tom later on.

Tom used to live in a pet shop, along with many other rats. Over the months, he watched other rats get taken home, but he was always left behind due to his eyes being unusually dark. Because of this, he often tried to escape the shop and find a life for himself. This led to him being declawed in hopes of preventing escapes. Eventually he gets a chance to run for it, afterwards wandering the streets to learn his way around. He meets Edd, and they continue exploring together.

Matt is extremely naive to the outside world. He was born and raised in the sewer system beneath the city. He tended to be curious of the “surface world”, but only ever left his home when he had to. During one of his rare outings, he takes a wrong turn (he’s pretty forgetful) and ends up lost on the streets. Afraid, he stays where he is, hoping someone will find him. He ends up being found by Tord.

Tord is a street rat. He grew up being an outsider, so he knows how to fend for himself. He spends most of his time scrounging for food in dumpsters. He has sharper teeth and claws than the others, which act as his only method of defense. He lives in a dumpster behind a pizza restaurant. During a day of hunting for leftover scraps, he finds Matt curled up beside his dumpster. Tord reluctantly agrees to help Matt find his way home, which is when they run into Tom and Edd.

Eventually, all of the rats are found by Laurel during an outing, who happens to have a soft spot for animals. She adopts them all, bringing them back to her apartment, giving them all baths, feeding them, and she provides them with their matching colored hoodies, to keep them warm in case they decide to go out again. After finding them, she gives them all names that she finds fitting (since she doesn’t know their previous names). She names Edd as Fluffy, Tom as Cotton, Matt as Sprinkles and Tord as Sunshine (whenever she plays the Sunshine Lollipops song, he runs around the room begging for her to turn it off, but she confuses his running for playing, which is why she names him after the song).

Edd adjusts to living with Laurel easily, since he was already used to living with humans. Tom finds comfort in the fact that he finally has a home to rely on, and also feels more comfortable now that he isn’t defenseless on the street anymore. Matt, who didn’t particularly care about is appearance before he left home, becomes VERY focused on how he looks and smells. When Laurel gives them baths, he is always the one to enjoy is the most. Tord, however, is resistant to befriending the others, let alone living with them. He prefers to be alone, and has survived on his own outside his whole life; mostly it’s his sense of pride that keeps him from staying with Laurel and the others.

Laurel has other pets besides the rats:

Eduardo is a mouse. He enjoys alone time despite living with his cagemates. Because of the close proximity, he tends to pick on the other mice as an outlet. The mice used to be Laurel’s favorite before the rats were adopted, which is where the rivalry between them starts. This rivalry is mostly just between Eduardo and Edd, though the others don’t particularly like each other either.

Jon was the second mouse to be adopted by Laurel. Up until he showed up, Eduardo was feeling comfortable in his new home. He saw Jon as a nuisance, taking up space that once belonged to him, which is why Jon is usually the target of Eduardo’s temper. Jon is rather sociable, but doesn’t have anyone besides Eduardo to interact with, so he tries to be as welcoming as he can.

Mark was the fourth mouse to be adopted (the third mouse was Todd, but he escaped; no one has seen him since). Mark’s arrival did not upset Eduardo as much as Jon’s did, but he still wasn’t pleased. Jon and Mark become friends and get along well for the most part.

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That’s all I got for now, sorry for such a long read. If you feel like it pretty pleeeease ask any questions you have about this AU, it’s one of my favorites to draw and talk about!!!

#eddsworld #fanart #eddsworld au #ew edd #ew tord #ew tom #ew matt #marma speaks #ew mark #ew jon #ew eduardo #ratsworld #ew laurel

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fishfingersandjellybabies · 7 months ago

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Any headcanon of robins with reversed ages, like Damian as older?

I think he’d be softer a little, if he was the oldest? Not because of his upbringing, but because he’s an only child, not fighting anyone for a spot in the family and is STILL besties with Jonathan Kent, who is still kind to him and teaches him the way of sunshine.

I think Damian and Tim will still but heads for ‘place in the family’ though mostly from Damian’s side. And when Tim is killed and/or taken by Joker, Damian is not only surprisingly (to himself) devastated, he goes back and commits a lil murder or two, before Jon brings him back to his senses.

I think Damian would then be too scared to form any kind of bond with Jason but is also an incredibly strict teacher when it comes to his training. Jason thinks he’s very cold until the Red Hood makes an appearance and Damian has an absolute breakdown at Bruce about how he won’t let Gotham even have the chance to kill Jason too. He’ll train him to well and watch over him too close to ever let it be a thought.

(Steph swoops in for the Batgirls before Bruce can suck them in, even his own daughter)

I’d also think a young Dick would be drawn to Damian over Bruce because Bruce wants to ~comfort~ and ~care~ and Dick just wants to be mad, and only Damian seems to get that. He’s the only one who listens when Dick talks about that, and offers different ways to use that rage or let it loose, instead of suppression like we know Bruce is all about.

And that’s why he wants to be Robin, to honor his brother, not necessarily work with Batman.

#asks #reviewingbookswithme #damian wayne #dick grayson #tim drake #jason todd #i know i know i didnt have duke im sorry #reverse robins au #also batfam headcanons

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pastanest · 2 years ago

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Requested by: @neymarjrrwife, I really hope you like it!! ♡

A/N: for this, we’re going to pretend Ygritte was never romantically involved with Jonny boy :) also, this unintentionally evolved into my favourite trope of all time...yep, you guessed it...thERE'S ONLY ONE BED

Jon Snow x she/her!reader

A Song Of Sunshine And Snow

The knock at his door causes an immediate conflict of emotions within the newly nominated Lord Commander. While he welcomes any distraction from the paper-bound responsibilities of his new role that bore him beyond belief, any interruption when he is shut in his quarters usually brings about an unpleasant circumstance that he is the one now trusted to resolve.

Sighing, Jon Snow lifts his tired eyes from the seemingly endless rolls of parchment on his desk and looks to the door. “Come in.”

With a sense of urgency, Samwell Tarly bundles through the door and Jon has to resist rolling his eyes, immediately parting his lips to remind his best friend that he does not need to knock to come and see him, regardless of his new status, but Sam does not allow him the chance to speak.

“There is a girl, Jon! A girl at the gates of Castle Black! The brothers there, well- Gods only know what they’ll do to her if left unchecked!”

Instantly, Jon stands to his feet, reaches for his fur cloak and storms out of his quarters, wrapping it around his shoulders and clasping it as he marches down the stairs and out into the courtyard. There, several brothers have gathered in a crowded circle, surrounding some poor soul in the centre in eerie silence, staring eyes in every visible direction.

“Seven hells, let her through!” Jon orders in a thunderous voice, parting the men until a path is formed.

And there, standing in the middle of the shocked men, lacking the terror he expects and instead showing only a slightly nervous smile, is you.

Eyeing Jon up and down and sensing his authority, you breathe a sigh of relief. “Hello, are you the Lord Commander?”

Blinking rapidly, he nods, struggling to comprehend the boldness in your voice. “Aye, and who are you? What brings you to Castle Black?”

At that, you sigh. “Well, it’s not a very nice story, but an unfortunately common one these days. My village was raised to the ground by Ramsay Bolton for refusing to stand with him, and…I have nowhere else to go. My brother is here, you see, and I wanted to deliver the news to him myself, of our family. I understand it is against the rules of the wall for a girl to stay here, so I only wish to seek refuge until I can be directed somewhere safe to stay. My name is (Y/N)”

Again, you shock Jon with the way in which you recall the devastation that has led to your arrival. While he can see you have been upset by the events you describe, you have seemingly already come to terms with them enough to set your hopes on being reunited with your brother and then starting a new life somewhere else. A positive outlook like that is a rarity, in these parts especially, Jon thinks to himself.

“I’m sorry to hear of the loss of your village, we’d be more than happy to serve as your asylum. What is your brother’s name? If he’s not beyond the wall, I’ll take you to him myself, but if he is, you have my permission to stay until his return.” His promise to you is sincere, and the expressions on the surrounding men’s faces is enough to suggest he is going against tradition in his offer, but as a man before a brother of the Night’s Watch, Jon Snow cannot possibly turn you away.

“Thank you, Lord Commander. My brother’s name is Gaius-”

One of the men earns a harsh frown from Jon as he interrupts you, but when the Lord Commander realizes the man was simply calling out your family name to confirm that he knew your brother and his whereabouts, the frown falls from Jon’s face.

“Thank you, brother. Gaius is on watch, you say?” Jon clarifies, earning an “Aye” from within the crowd of men, before nodding and looking back to you. “Follow me, my Lady.”

Having a man as important as the Lord Commander of the Night’s Watch refer to you with the formalities of someone highborn is enough to bring a bright smile to your face, but the fact that such a man has already shown you such kindness, too? You are certain that in the whispers you had heard in your village of Lord Commanders of old, none had been regarded as kind.

Without a word, you follow the fur cloak and inky curls towards a man-operated mineshaft of some description, and when you look up to see just how high the contraption goes against the track built into the wall itself, your mouth falls open. Standing inside what looks, to you, like a large wooden crate, Jon Snow takes a moment to admire the expression of wonder on your face, again without fear.

“My mother says the wall touches the sky and is the closest to the Gods most men will get!” You tell him, voice excitable as you hurry into the contraption and stand beside him. Realizing what you had said, your smile falters slightly. “Or, she used to say, I suppose.”

Jon’s eyes are full of sympathy as he looks down at you, watching as your eyes dart around every opening in the crate to see the world from new heights as the lift ascends.

“I’m sorry for what, and who, you have lost.” His voice is quieter this time, less formal now that the two of you are without witnesses.

“It’s alright, I consider myself lucky to still have my brother when so many have nobody. Living on the wall must be such a lonely life, in that way. In a position like yours, I can't imagine how difficult it must be for you to stay if your family were in any kind of trouble. I’m sorry that this place forces that weight on you, and your brothers.” You meet his eyes, and Jon cannot believe that he sees his own sympathy for you reflected in your eyes for him, without you knowing anything of him or the hardships he has faced.

“Thank you, but it is part of the Oath that every brother of the watch must take, it’s something that we agree to.” Jon explains, and you shrug.

“Doesn’t mean it hurts any less when that gets tested, though, I’m sure.”

Jon breaks eye contact with you to stare straight ahead. “Aye.”

For a moment, he loses himself to thoughts of what he has lost, what he doesn’t know for certain if he has lost or not, due to his position here.

It doesn’t take you long to break the silence and pull him back to the present. “What’s your name, Lord Commander?”

“Jon Snow.” He answers.

“And does the wall touch the sky, Jon Snow?” You ask him, bringing the first chuckle from his lips that he has heard in a time he truly can't remember.

“No, my Lady, I’m afraid it does not.”

Feeling victorious in your mission to bring a smile to the stoic man’s face, you can’t help grinning. “That’s a shame. Still, I bet the world’s pretty from up there, and I’ve never seen the other side before! What’s it like?”

He hates to admit it, but the genuine curiosity that laces your excited words is melting the layer of ice that’s formed around his heart in the years he has spent living a life as cold and harsh as this.

“You’ll see soon enough.” Jon tries his best to hold onto some kind of professional composure, but the smile you’ve brought him simply will not leave as long as you are still standing at his side.

To his absolute astonishment, you nudge him playfully. You, a stranger, a woman from a village he doesn’t know, having known him no more than ten minutes, have playfully nudged the Lord Commander of the Night’s Watch, like he’s no more than a childhood friend to you.

“Oh, c’mon, you’re really not going to tell me anything? You’re going to make me wait until we get to the top? Don’t be a bore, give me something to picture before we get there!”

And he’s laughing again. Jon Snow is really, properly laughing and shaking his head in utter disbelief at the existence of you, wondering where such a jewel has been hiding all this time and how the sun hasn’t caught sight of you to create a shining trail that would have guided him straight to you before today.

“It’s snow and ice and trees, as far as the eye can see; there really is not much more to report, I’m afraid.”

Scoffing, roll your eyes. “That’s incredibly underwhelming. Perhaps the best view to be seen from the wall will continue to be the pretty face of Lord Commander Jon Snow?”

By the time you’ve asked your rhetorical question, the elevator has reached the top of the wall, and you are already stepping out of it, looking over your shoulder at the man you have just frozen in place with a bright smile.

“You can't take a wife, I know, but who’s to say a girl can’t flirt with you every now and then?”

And Jon Snow can’t speak. In all his years, he has never known himself to become so flustered as to lose all memory of every word he has ever known. He is a man, the Lord Commander of the brotherhood that protects the realms of men, and you have reduced him to a blushing, bashful boy. Seven hells. Giggling to yourself and the impact you have clearly had on him, you walk over to the closest edge of the wall and peer over the other side, gasping quietly at the sight of a world you’d never seen before, and then the world you’d always known on the side you came from, but never thought you’d see from a bird’s eye view.

The rest of the men on watch have all ceased their conversations in shocked silence at the vision of an actual, real woman at the top of the wall. At first, they consider the possibility of whether you are no more than a mirage, but upon realizing they are all staring in the same direction, conclude you really are in front of them. Their stares do not seem to phase you, but Jon Snow does not appreciate the looks some of them are giving you.

Stepping out of the elevator, he frowns at them. “Keep your eyes beyond the wall, men.”

One of them, a younger one who looks to be not much older than a boy, gulps nervously. “B-But, Lord Commander, that’s a-”

Jon interrupts him. “A woman, brother, not a giant. Focus your eyes on the danger you are here to watch for.”

The young man nods frantically, turning hurriedly to look back at the same view beyond the wall that you are yet to tear your own gaze from.

“Send for Gaius, tell him his sister is here!” Jon calls, deciding to summon your brother to you rather than lead you along the wall and increase the number of men that have gawked at you this evening, which is already far too high, in his opinion.

A couple of men set off along the wall in search of your brother, and as they go, Jon’s eyes gravitate back to you. With a soft smile on his face, he watches you dart from one side of the wall to the other, peering over both sides as if making a mental list of their differences for some unknown reason. Suddenly, you gasp again.

“Is that direwolf a member of the Night’s Watch?”

Strolling over to stand at your side and peer down at the courtyard with you, Jon chuckles. “That’s Ghost, and I suppose he is, but he was with me before I came here.”

The expression on your face as you slowly turn to him is, no doubt, the most shocked he has seen you thus far. More surprised than you were when standing in the crowd of men on your arrival, and more in awe still than you were when you first looked over the wall.

“You have a direwolf? Jon Snow, Lord Commander of the Night’s Watch, prettiest man on the wall, has a direwolf?!”

Approaching from behind you, three men return, one with a resemblance to you that the blushing Lord Commander does not miss as he glances over your shoulder. Having heard your remark, your brother rolls his eyes and groans in annoyance.

“Gods, (Y/N), please do not flirt with him, of all the men here!”

Jon watches the smile that reaches your eyes in acknowledging the sound of your brother’s voice, his heart fracturing in his chest when a sadness within you slowly fills your eyes. Turning to face your brother, Gaius reads your expression and frowns in concern, his previous humor gone.

Once in front of Gaius, you pull him down to hug you, and the sympathy Jon feels for you as your brother clutches onto you, the heartbreaking news of the village you had both grown up in having been destroyed in its entirety, your family going up in the flames, too, reaching your brother’s ears, is enough to bring a physical ache to the Lord Commander’s chest. Leaving you to a private moment with the only family you have left, Jon passes you both to receive updates from the men on watch of anything they may have seen while on duty. He knows that if there was anything to report, he would have been informed of it already, but keeping their attention on him distracts them from the conversation between yourself and your brother, and means Jon himself does not have to focus his full attention on listening to them in his current state of worrying for your wellbeing.

After a few minutes, Jon returns to the two of you, seeing you have broken from your embrace and are instead wiping your brother’s tears, though none fall from your eyes, Jon notices.

“Gaius, you are relieved of your duties tonight. Please, take all the time you need.”

Sniffling, your brother nods gratefully. “Thank you, Lord Commander.”

Nodding along with him, you send Jon a meaningful glance and then return to the lift, an arm around your brother’s middle to guide him in his dazed state.

With sorrowful eyes that lock with yours, Jon watches the two of you descend the wall until you disappear from his line of sight.

For the rest of the evening, Jon Snow busies himself with as much as he can before the obligation to return to the parchment he has allowed himself to be distracted from begins to suffocate him. The only thing that had truly been able to distract him has, very predictably, been you, but not in the way he had anticipated. Naturally, he loses himself to thoughts of your smile, the things you’d said, how he’d felt when you were close. But more than that, Jon Snow found himself missing you the moment he could no longer see you. The positivity that you radiate everywhere you go, the kindness and lighthearted nature with which you carry yourself, every aspect of you that he knows so far is addictive in a way that he simply can’t explain. The longer he is away from you, the more certain he becomes that some part of him has been missing you through every event of his life thus far, he just didn’t know that it was you he had been missing until today.

Expecting to return to the less entertaining parts of his duty, he trudges back to the Lord Comander’s office, which he must now regard as his own. Upon reaching the door, however, he finds you petting Ghost’s head and smiling down at him.

“I see you’ve made fast friends.” Jon greets you with a soft voice, heart already dancing in his chest at the sight of you.

The smile you had previously been giving Ghost moves to Jon and brightens. “Definitely! The news tired my brother out, naturally, so I thought it best to send him to bed and then come and wait here for you. Ghost beat me to it, so you’d best see to whatever he needs, first.”

Jon chuckles. “He’s just looking for somewhere warm to rest for the night, I expect.” Pushing open the door to his office, he is proven correct as Ghost pads over to a large rug on the ground and immediately curls up there, causing both you and Jon to laugh quietly. “What can I do for you, (Y/N)?” Jon asks, gesturing for you to head into his office first, assuring you that despite the reputation of some of the men that have been sent here, chivalry will not die as long as Jon Snow lives.

Stepping inside, he closes the door behind you and offers you a comfortable armchair, while he sits on a rickety wooden chair behind his desk, quickly pushing the rolls of parchment aside to clasp his hands on the table and give you a small smile.

“Much like Ghost, I was looking for somewhere warm to curl up for the night, as I dont think it’s a good idea for me to try and sleep in a room with any of the men here. I mean no disrespect, but based on the looks they’ve been giving me, I take it most have forgotten how to act when a woman is around.” Despite the airy chuckle that passes your lips, Jon sees it then, the slight nervousness in your eyes as you glance at the door, as though worried a man could burst through at any moment, but not at all afraid to be in this room with him.

Frowning, Jon nods. “I understand, but please trust me when I say I will not let any of the men here close enough to harm you. For the duration of your stay, it would be best if you were never without the company of your brother, myself, or Ghost, to ensure your safety.”

The offer of spending more time with the kind Commander is enough to bring a sparkle back to your eyes. “Thank you, I appreciate that a lot.”

Jon shakes his head, dismissing your gratitude. “And to the matter of your sleeping arrangements-”

You interject. “If you have a spare blanket, I’d be more than happy to stay in this chair, it’s actually very comfortable!”

Appreciating your humble offer, but disregarding it entirely, Jon shakes his head again. “No guest here will ever sleep in a chair, not on my watch.”

At that, you can't help snorting. “Pun intended?”

As silly as it is, Jon finds himself laughing with you. “Aye.” He clears his throat. “I think you would be safest sleeping in my quarters.” When Jon sees your eyes widen, he fumbles for more words. “I mean to say that I will sleep elsewhere, perhaps that chair, or another room- the men will not disturb my private chambers, so you will be safest there.”

Settling into a somewhat relieved and somewhat disappointed expression, you nod at him. “Thank you, that’s very kind of you, but I won’t ask you to find other sleeping arrangements. If there is any way for you to still be in your chambers, I would feel safer knowing you were close by, if anything were to happen.”

Touched by the trust you are already showing him, Jon holds your gaze and nods. “Of course. As long as you are not at all uncomfortable with the idea-”

“I’m not.” You answer, perhaps a little too quickly, making Jon laugh bashfully.

“Good, I’m glad. We’ll need to provide you with clean clothes while you are with us, but I’m sorry to say women’s clothes are not kept here.”

You shrug. “It’ll be a testament to my appeal if I still draw as much attention when dressed as a man, I suppose.”

Holding his tongue, Jon resists the urge to immediately tell you that he has no doubt you will, especially in his eyes, because he is already certain he would be able to pick your smile out amongst any number of others, no matter what clothes you were wearing. Instead, he chooses to keep such thoughts to himself and the rising tension within him forces him to his feet from behind his desk, Ghost immediately standing to attention, too.

“I’ll see to fetching some more clothes for you now, Ghost will show you to my chambers for the night.” With that, Jon Snow speeds out of the room and takes some deep breaths of ice cold, northern air. Beginning a brisk march to the storage room where linens and clothes are kept, his heart pounds in his chest in a way that he has never felt it do before, in a way that Jon did not think possible.

Before today, before your smile, it had been locked away in a thick icy wall of its own, and he had been foolish enough to believe it to be impenetrable. How can you possibly have melted it, in its entirety, already? And why is Jon Snow so exhilarated at the thought of such a terrifying thing?

Still seated in the armchair you had been left in, you fan yourself with your hand and laugh to yourself in disbelief, your face flushing hot as you replay the conversation you’d just had with the Lord Commander of the Night’s Watch. In truth, it takes you a few minutes to regain strength enough to stand, and when you do, you tilt your head at Ghost, who tilts his head right back at you, mimicking you.

“We’d best keep my reaction just then between us, what do you think?” You ask him, and Ghost huffs in reply, agreeing to keep your secret in his own way.

Having formed a truce, Ghost walks you through the open door and begins to lead you to the Lord Commander’s chambers.

Regardless of being told to come here, letting yourself into someone else’s private place of rest feels intrusive. When Ghost paws at the door, though, you feel he has granted your passage in a way that you cannot refuse. Ghost strolls in like he is the one that owns these chambers, and you start to think that perhaps he does as he curls up on the floor at the end of the bed on the other side of the room. Making sure you close the door behind you and light the candle closest to you on entry, you take in your surroundings, not seeing very much to suggest that this place has been truly lived in by Jon Snow and using that to form the conclusion that he has not been Lord Commander for long enough to have spent very much time here. Still, sitting down on the bed that you know to be his, the soft scent of him brings the smallest smile to your face, remembering when you had been at his side while ascending the wall, close enough for it to be impossible for you to miss his earthy scent, mixed with a little sweat and old soap. With hair like his, you are certain he must take care to wash at every opportunity.

A gentle knock at the door makes you jump out of your skin.

“Come in!” You call, feeling just as ridiculous as Jon does from the other side of the door, having just knocked to request entry to his own chambers.

Far more calm now, Jon steps into the room with a folded pile of clothes in his arms. He spent an embarrassing amount of time sifting through the spare clothes to find as many soft fabrics as he could, rather than giving you any of the aged, scratchy items, and that is a fact he will take to the grave.

Placing them at the foot of his bed, the sight of you sitting on it makes him smile, hoping you have begun to settle in.

“Thank you.”

He shakes his head. “There’s no need to thank me, I hope they are comfortable.”

Rolling your eyes playfully at his concern, you grin up at him. “As long as they’re warm, I won’t complain about a thing. Where will you sleep?”

Evidently, in all his preparation for collecting the biggest pile of softest clothes he could find, Jon had neglected to think about that very question. Scratching the back of his neck, he glances around the room as you had, like the place is so unfamiliar he may not have registered there was another bed, or chair, to sleep on, but unfortunately chambers are solely meant for sleeping, and the Lord Commander’s only includes one bed.

“I will sleep on the floor.” Jon concludes confidently, knowing his back will not thank him for such an offer, but his gentlemanly nature will not allow him to consider any other option.

Immediately, you shake your head. “Absolutely not. I trust you enough to not jump on me, and there is plenty of room for us both in this bed.”

Jon’s eyes are wide as he ponders the mere possibility of sharing a bed with a woman.

Before he can protest, you give him a warm smile to reassure him. “I swear, I don’t mind.”

Swallowing a fear he is certain is worse than facing a white walker, Jon Snow nods, silently agreeing with you.

“Let’s get to sleep, then. I expect you have to wake early.” You assume, and Jon nods again, having once again lost the ability to speak as he rounds the other side of the bed and sits down with his back to yours.

Heartbeat ringing in his ears, Jon watches your shadow in the candlelight on the wall in front of him as you raise your arms and begin to strip down to your underclothes, giving him the clarity that he needs to know it is alright for him to do the same. The still rising tension is enough to tell you that neither of you will be able to stand sleeping fully clothed, let alone when your bodies are as close as they will have to be under the furs of the bed. Deliberately taking as long as he can to unbutton his undershirt, Jon waits to hear you shuffle under the bedcovers before he tosses his undershirt to the ground and does the same, granting you a momentary view of the bare skin of his back for a few glorious seconds before his head falls against the pillow beside yours.

Several seconds pass in a painfully slow eternity, before you roll over to face Jon, and he glances down at you.

“Rather than letting this continue to be horrifically awkward, let’s treat this as a cozy opportunity to get to know each other, hmm?” You suggest, and Jon breathes a sigh of relief, turning on his side to face you, foreheads mere inches apart as he stares into your eyes, your expressions barely visible in the dim candlelight.

“How do you always find a way to see things so positively?” He asks you, unable to withhold the question that he’s been wondering from the moment you arrived.

“Finding the happiness in something that someone else can’t quite see at the time, makes me happy.” You shrug beneath the furs, like what you’ve just said isn’t one of the most profoundly kind things that Jon Snow has ever heard. “My turn to ask a question!” Jon nods, not bothering to even try and hide the smile on his face at your excitement. “How has such a kindhearted and pretty faced man landed the position of Lord Commander of the Night’s Watch?”

Jon chuckles lightly, cheeks blooming pink. “How many times have you called me that today?”

You raise an eyebrow. “Lord Commander, or pretty?”

Scoffing, Jon rolls his eyes playfully. “You know which.”

The giggle that escapes you makes his heart splutter in his chest. “You can ask me that when it’s your turn to ask a question. For now, you must answer mine, those are the rules.”

Jon sighs, feigning dramatics. “I yield. I’m Lord Commander because Sam put me forward for it and Maester Aemon casted the deciding vote in my favor.”

It’s your turn to roll your eyes now, trying not to notice the bare arms that Jon lifts from the furs to cross in front of him. “I didn’t ask how the voting system worked, I asked how someone as kind as you won such a vote!”

At that, Jon Snow gives you a cheeky grin. “You’ll have to make the question more clear when it’s your turn again.” Your jaw drops theatrically, and with a smug tone that you’ve never found more attractive in your life, he continues. “So, go on, how many times?”

Without delay, you answer. “I’ve said it three times, but the amount I’ve thought it is not yet possible to count.”

Jon releases a hearty, bashful laugh at that. “Why’s that?”

And then you throw a cheeky grin right back at him. “Still some hours left in the day, plenty more time for me to think it every few minutes.”

Inching closer to you still, Jon feels his heart hammering against his chest. “Every few minutes?”

Eyes glazing over in a way that has him swallowing nervously, you smile up at him. “Or, more accurately, every few seconds.”

Jon’s eyes dart from your own to your lips. “Where have you been all this time?”

Holding his heated gaze, you answer without needing time to think about it. “Waiting for you.”

Jon’s stomach flips, something it’s only ever done before in moments of true shock or fear, which this, in itself, obviously is, but in a way that he has never known before. “You know, I cannot take a wife.”

Shrugging, you scrunch your nose playfully, voice barely above a whisper now. “A forbidden and secret romance always sounded more fun, anyway.”

And as if that final demonstration of your incredible ability to spin any kind of inconvenience into something astoundingly positive isn’t enough to pull a genuine groan from Jon, he sees your eyes glance from his to his lips and linger there, and he needs no further indication from you. Leaning in, he captures your top lip between his own in a kiss that is as passionate as it is gentle, not wanting to alarm you and giving you the space to pull away if it please you, but when you raise a hand from beneath the furs to drag your fingers through the curls you’ve been desperate to feel since the moment you laid eyes on him, and push your body flush against his, Jon Snow loses every ounce of strength and resistance he has in favor of instinctual, near animalistic desire for you. Crawling over you, your hands grab at the toned muscles of his arms, gasping against his lips and allowing him entry to a land he’s never explored before, but is certain he will become a master of soon enough.

Needless to say, a song of sunshine and snow is one of heartwarming tenderness, in the same way that it is a tale of a love so all encompassing and completely overwhelming, neither party stood a chance.

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taglist: @otteropera @neymarjrrwife @oliviabelova

#jon snow #jon snow imagine #jon snow x reader #game of thrones #x reader #imagine #imagines #fanfic #fanfiction #headcannon #headcannons

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heartstringsbloom · 3 months ago

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Different characters from MLP, Cars, EAH, and KH and the song each of them would perform at a singing audition or show (loosely inspired by The Voice)

My Little Pony: FIM

Twilight: Sky Full of Stars by Coldplay (makes it a lovely little ballad. prob plays piano while performing)

Rainbow Dash: Don’t Stop Me Now by Queen (just very her in terms of energy)

Pinkie Pie: Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepson (girly-pop queen)

Rarity: Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Ray (her voice actually brings some tears out of listeners. It’s magical)

Applejack: Something in The Water by Carrie Underwood (puts her heart into this one. She’s misty-eyed by the end)

Fluttershy: Plant Life by Owl City (starts out timid but gets lost in the song by the end. Her sweetness really shines here, and reflects how she grows braver and more ready to step out into the world)

Celestia: Someone Like You by Adele (I Think Celestia would sound beautiful in this)

Luna: Landslide by Stevie Nicks (Luna shows her vulnerable side in this. It’s quite lovely)

Cadence: So Close by Jon McLaughlin (absolutely pours her heart into the song. I think Cadence would sing this beautifully)

Pixar’s Cars

Lightning McQueen: Confident by Demi Lovato (his is the kind of voice that walks the line between rock and pop. Throws in the occasional growl that even he didn’t know he had)

Sally Carrera: A Thousand Years by Christina Perri (the kind of voice you could listen to forever. It’s very warm and soothing. Her voice has an almost jazzy quality)

Cruz Ramirez: Girl on Fire by Alicia Keys (Cruz is an absolute powerhouse of a singer. Like McQueen she has this rockstar growl that just bleeds into her singing, paired with her lovely rasp)

Mater: Hey There Delilah by Plain White T’s (dedicates this to Holley despite not having been in contact for a while now. She sees the performance on tv one day after a long mission, and feels a strange twinge in her heart)

Bobby Swift: Uptown Funk by Mark Ronson ft. Bruno Mars (Bobby can put on a show. the whole crowd gets into it. He def gets a 4-chair turn)

Cal Weathers: Take on Me by A-ha (he’s just smiling the whole time, infecting the crowd with his joy)

Ramone: Livin on a Prayer by Bon Jovi (he and Flo have been at each other’s side through thick and thin. Prayer and love filled their days and nights, and they’ll always hold onto that)

Flo: Lovesong by Adele (dedicates this to Ramone. Again, they’ve had each other’s back for years now. No matter where they go or how far, that stands strong)

Ever After High

Raven Queen: I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor (with her guitar it becomes a rock ballad. She gets a standing ovation)

Apple White: King by Lauren Aquilina (a self-reflective song. Her voice is, of course, perfect—but her composure does slip towards the end)

Madeline Hatter: Insane Sometimes by Grace VanderWaal (she’s just having the time of her life, as always)

Briar Beauty: Wake Me Up by Avicii (there’s a line about wishing they weren’t scared to close their eyes. This really resonates with Briar and is a song that is both personal and a little more energetic)

Cerise Hood: Roar by Katy Perry (it took some convincing to get her on stage, but this is the song that she really lets go in. No one knew Cerise had such a voice. In a perfect world, that hood falls off as she’s belting out the chorus)

Cedar Wood: Who Says by Selena Gomez (she just wants to spread a beautiful truth)

C.A. Cupid: Everybody by Ingrid Michaelson (she turns this into a slightly jazzy, slower piece that lets her voice and heart shine through)

Blondie Lockes: Walking on Sunshine by Katrina And The Waves (just a happy-go-lucky song for a happy-go-lucky girl. It does match her personality and hair)

Kingdom Hearts (light spoilers!)

Sora: Count on Me by Bruno Mars (he has the sweetest smile the whole time singing. This one goes out to all of his friends)

Riku: Darkness Keeps Chasing Me by Grace VanderWaal (Riku isn’t the performing type, but this song resonates with him deeply. I could see him doing an acoustic guitar while singing this)

Kairi: Paradise by Coldplay (I remember watching a kh fmv with this song years ago, and ever since I’ve associated it with Kairi. She sings this for herself, but with Naminé in mind)

Roxas: Could Have Been Me by The Struts (a song that articulates his desire to truly live, no strings attached. That’s why he kept fighting for his humanity)

Axel: Secrets by OneRepublic (“just don’t let me disappear/imma tell you everything.” Axel, despite having no heart, almost always wears it on his sleeve. He isn’t afraid to let it show)

Xion: House of Memories by Panic! At The Disco (this style of song isn’t really Xion’s flow, but I think she would make it her own. She would turn it into something sweeter, like a lullaby. A gentle plea to stay in your heart and mind)

Aqua: Feel The Light by Jennifer Lopez (she sings this so genuinely and from the heart. Not only as a reminder to herself that the light will always shine through, but as a reminder to her friends of second chances. Of the second chance they were all given)

Terra: One Call Away by Charlie Puth (a part of him still wishes he had been stronger for his friends, his family. But Terra knows going forward that he will always be there for them to lean on)

Ven: Beautiful Thing by Grace VanderWaal (he sings this for Aqua and Terra. He’s just so full of love and light)

Might do a part 2 at some point with additional characters and alternative songs!

#my litte pony friendship is magic #pixar cars #ever after high #kingdom hearts #songs #song headcanons #multifandom #just my opinions ^^#for fun #this took a long time lol #music #lightning mcqueen #twilight sparkle #raven queen #apple white #kh sora #kh riku #kh aqua

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dynamic-power · 1 year ago

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"I can't stay."

Argyle's voice is soft, broken. He is standing so close that his warm breath fans across Jonathan's face, making him shiver.

Jonathan takes a half step back, leaning against Argyle's van. "I know," he says, choking back the sob pushing against his chest. "You can't. You shouldn't have to be more involved than you already are."

Argyle matches his half step, closing Jonathan in again. Jon looks up, staring into dark eyes searching his. "Come with me."

The sob finally leaves him as he offers Argyle a watery smile. "I can't," he says, reaching out and gripping Argyle's biceps. "My brother, my mom, Jane. I can't leave them. They'll need me, for whatever comes next. I can't leave them."

"I know." Argyle steps forward again, pressing his forehead to Jon's. "I had to ask anyway."

"When?"

Argyle sighs. "Tomorrow? Dunno. I can't... I can't be here when shit gets real again, man. I can't."

"Okay."

"When it's done here, come find me in Cali."

Jon smiles, allowing himself to remember sunshine and laughter and Argyle's impossibly bright grin. Then that beautiful mouth is pressed to his, bringing him back to the present. He chokes out an embarrassing whimper, hands reaching up for Argyle's face. He kisses him back, desperately, wanting Argyle to feel his sadness and fear and hope and love. They part, but Argyle stays close, hands on Jon's hips.

"Stay with me tonight."

"'Course. Wouldn't wanna be anywhere else."

#bring argyle back you cowards #jargyle #argyle stranger things #jonathan byers #dyno writes #stranger things #stranger things s5

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he11fireclubtm · 6 months ago

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[[Ive noticed an influx of negativity lately and I want to counter that so I just wanna give some more love out :

@humanchewtoy - legit an amazing Stiles. Like for real. I love seeing all the amazing things that Lizard comes up with or seeing the shenanigans that stiles gets up to.

@filmdesque - NOAH~~ I love you, Jon, and Mike to bits and pieces. Our threads and your friendship means so so much to me. I’m so lucky to have you around.

@hellfireheroes - so many amazing muses here. So many wonderful ideas. And their Eddie? To fucking die for. Scribs is such a sweetheart

@bamsidsuperbitch - Top tier Sidney right here. And Splen is such a sweetie. The full package right here if you’re looking for great content.

@leadxxr - literally the embodiment of Dwight. I’m so amazed by their content and I would fight for them any day. I can’t get enough of Dwight or Max.

@breakcut - Atti is seriously amazing at every muse they attempt and I’m in love with their portrayal of Feng fr fr. Steve is smitten. I’m so thankful for them ❤️

@ferociium - WINTER~ love love love your ghostie even if I’m way too shy to approach a lot of the time. Loving all the ghostfield content and what you bring to the table

@dead-blondie - Tatum at her finest! Love all the shenanigans and fun ideas. Plus getting to talk to you about ST? So much fun!

@snnynatural - LUMI, you know I forever love Sonny in all fonts, seriously. You and Sonny are rays of sunshine that I adore

@greedaeye - CEEJAY, my child. Love you to the moon and back. And all of your bbys. You still wow me on a daily basis with all the lovely content you come up with

@malka-lisitsa - Queen Katherine herself. Literally Katherine Pierce and fierce leader of the digidestined. Thank you for always having my back and continuing to slay ~

#&& roll the dice! [ooc]#&& positivity with the dungeon master

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youngbounty · 6 months ago

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Injustice DamiKara is Basically Earth 0 DamiJon

Kind of a hot take, but I’ve noticed within the DamiJon and Damian Community that whenever I bring up Tom Taylor’s missed opportunity with Damian and Kara, nobody says anything. I think it’s because most Damian fans never gave Injustice 2 a fair shake. Many are surprised that Damian actually reformed or is different in Injustice 2 from Injustice 1.

Let me start by saying that Damian doesn’t have a Jonathan Kent. There’s no Super Sons or a World’s Finest with Chris Kent. Damian doesn’t have that ray of sunshine in his life, especially since Superman has become the thing he hated, except for one… Kara Zor-El.

In Injustice 2, Kara Zor-El is released from her spaceship by her cousin and Wonder Woman. She is being deceived about Batman and his team being evil without knowing what is really going on. She’s being deceived, manipulated, lied to by her own family. She has no one to go to or trust… except one called Damian Wayne or Nightwing.

During the most confusing and vulnerable time of Kara’s life, Damian pushed her to finding the truth herself. Damian knows doing this will mean she may turn against him, but he does so because he knows what it’s like to be imprisoned with lies. Even he had followed similar deceit from Superman and Ra’s, including himself.

Just like Jon, Kara sees so much good in Damian even though he sees none in himself. She sees that despite being from an evil family, Damian a good man wanting to do good for the world. Her words encourage Damian to continue his pursuit for good while she continues her pursuit to find truth and Justice.

Kara was able to bring Damian back to the path of good when he thought it was too late. I consider this a straight DamiJon, since their relationship feels similar to DamiJon with a shorter meet.

For anyone wishing to check out the comics to see what I’m talking about, check out Injustice 2 issues 25-26, 29-32, 41. I’ve only found one Injustice DamiKara fic in AO3 besides mine here. If no one will write any, I guess I’ll just have to do it my damn self.

#dc comics #dc #dcu #dc universe #injustice 2 #injustice gods among us #damian wayne #nightwing #supergirl #kara zor el #damijon #Damikara

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tothesoundofthefreakyclock · 3 months ago

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Era IV - V Ghouls HCs (part 2)

Color shows who made what hc - reblogs are appreciated!

Cirrus

She/they/zir

Summoning day is April 4th, 2016

Favorite animal is kookaburra because of their laughter

MY WIFE OMG I LOVE MY WIFE SO MUCH

Wine aunt 2

Cat girl

Point to the fucker that hurt you, she'll take care of them

The sticking out tongue thing usually seen at Rituals is actually a habit even off stage. She doesn't even know how it first started

Definitely protective of Cumulus when the two were first summoned

Owns one of those cat pianos

Would hunt you down in the woods in the middle of the night while Leave It All To Me from ICarly plays in her head (you will not make it out alive)

Catgender

Huge fan of Avril Lavigne, Paramore, and Evanescence

Swiss [Quintessence, fire, and air]

Any pronouns. Mainly he/him, they/them, and /xe/xem/xyr

Summoning day is June 24th, 2015

Favorite animal is snow leopards because how silly they can be and how high they jump

The ADHD™

One of my three weed smoking girlfriends

“wtf is a gender lmao” (agender)

An accidental summon

Feral before being summoned. Took a much longer time to get him to calm down and learn the human world.

If he had a full legal name it would be Swisstopher Robin

Swiss would bring in prey from hunting and torment play with it before finally killing it

Has three favorite Rustycage songs (Family Friendly Noose Song, Jump Off The Trampoline, and The Cuss Word Song)

Second suspect of Smoke's torment. Sometimes teams up with Aether to be annoying.

Nearly killed someone when first summoned.

Any time someone takes away his phone he always manages to find extra, old and crappy phones that barely work, but he still uses them for gits and shiggles. Nobody knows where he keeps finding these old phones.

Has a “it's is my life - Jon Bovi” tattoo. Smoke fucking hates it.

The embodiment of those “never let them know your next move 😈😈” videos

Steals the ministry’s money to spend on mobile game currencies

Loves attention. He’ll mess with people just to get it

He would go into a different room, scream really loudly, and then come back into the room that he was previously in

Always has his hair in different, crazy colors and the colors change each day

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Sunshine [Fire and air]

She/it

Summoning day is October 12th, 2018

Favorite animal is penguin because of how curious they are and how they slide on their bellies

Transfem (mtf)

Went back to the Pits when done. She loved every second of it, but she also missed her packmates

Girl really is a ray of sunshine. There's no way you can't smile when she is around!

Knows how to trick vending machines with fake money and the good ol "dollar on string" trick

Pokemon fan! Assigned everyone a Pokemon

Does everyone’s nails

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Aurora [Air and fire]

She/they/it

Summoning day is February 15th, 2020

Favorite animal is rainbow lorikeet because of their color feathers and the different sounds they can make

The ADHD™

Also a Disney princess

You wanna learn makeup? Please ask her, she will teach you EVERYTHING.

Aurora has also done the whole "get fingertips wet and pretend to sneeze on sibling" thing with Phantom when younger. Probably still does to this day.

Must run around to let out energy. Down the halls, in a room around in circles, or outside is ideal. She gets zoomies the most and more intense than the others

Play bites the most

Has tiny wings since she’s not a full air ghoul

Hyperfixated on space and stars

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Phantom

They/he/it

Summoning day is February 15th, 2020

Favorite animal is the maned wolf because of their uniqueness and their rare “roar bark”

The ADHD™

I know damn well he'd be a master at dodgeball

Please don't leave him unsupervised, especially with Aurora. It's guaranteed that something expensive is going to break

Expert at Clone Hero - he can play blindfolded

Tried really hard when first summoned and during the first few weeks of his first tour to fit in with the others, but he grew more comfortable being himself over time.

Puts band aids all over himself just for looks

Loves the laser pointer

Link to the first post!

#the band ghost #ghost band #ghost bc #our headcanons #nameless ghouls #cirrus ghoulette #swiss ghoul #sunshine ghoulette #aurora ghoulette #phantom ghoul

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baambastic · 2 years ago

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Am I the only one who finds it weird that in “Battle of the Super Sons,” Damian is the only character who calls Jon by the shortened version of his name? Everyone else calls him ‘Jonathan’.

#even his mom and dad only call him Jonathan #idk it just seems kinda backwards #battle of the super sons #super sons #superman #damian wayne #jon kent #batman #superboy #dc robin #jonathan samuel kent #bring back Sunshine Jon #dc #dc comics #🐍

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star-dust-stuf · 1 year ago

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The Beatles period comfort hcs

warnings: mentions of blood, vomiting

a/n: again, me being a hopeless romantic may it spread through the scrolls of tumblr bcs why not?! Not my gifs, as always, enjoy loves!

Gogi

oh nawww!

it would break his heart to see you in such a situation

he never wants you to feel as though you can’t talk to him about it and never wants you to think any lower of yourself

he always brings you blankets and a heating pad

he’d help you in the bath, make the cramps go away

he understands the pain and knows it’s absolutely horrid

baby tries his best to fill you up, keep you hydrated

mood swings, he goes on with them never gets mad if you tend to start a fight or if you just need a good cry

dear lord this man is over the moon for you, rubbing your belly through your cramps

singing his song to you, soft voice and slow guitar “here comes the sun and I say, it’s alright”

he can’t help but be a bit snappy when you ask if you’re fat “babe, it’s okay to feel that way, you’re bloated!” or “eat whatever the hell you want!”

“here, squeeze my hand, love” he’s never been around real pain before, seeing you in it breaks his heart and he tries anything to help you relieve it

queue the clap for baby gogi because girls, admit it he is the painkiller

Ringooo

he’s so proud when you make it through each day

he’s never really seen anyone in any physical pain so if he’s a bit shaken up to see you crying in a ball, tell him it’s alright

little bean has it bad for you, so bad he wishes he could take all your pain and put it in a jar

he may not look it, but man’s would beat up anyone who’d make fun of you for your period or say that it can’t even hurt that bad

he hums to you through the nausea and if you do end up puking, god this man

he rubs your back, tummy, puts your hair up, *crying*

he makes you comfy, sings you tunes and hums louder through each aching cramp

“keep a hold of my hand and just breathe.” *screams*

he makes sure you’re hydrated and fed well. he understands if eating is the las thing you want but he got you chocolate ice cream… so

“I’d like to be- under the sea” he sings as he rocks you in his arms, your in his lap and just being there makes you feel ten times better

cramps are not fun and he knows, he knows because of that face you make

he laughs when you make jokes “do you need anything, love?” he’d ask “a gun” you’d reply

he lets you play with his fingers and his rings as his hand rests on your belly

high expectations and that’s ok, pain isn’t worth the shame keep on, keep on

Jon

he is your sunshine, your only sunshine

he knows it’s that time when you walk out of the bathroom with a giant ‘diaper’ on

“come here sunshine, get warm!” He snuggles you, makes you feel loved

this man- this man is the reason you don’t mind having a period anymore, he makes it less sucky

he makes you a warm bath to sooth your aching body, he sits outside the tub, hand in yours

hes the type of guy to put your pad in your underwear before you get out, few it’s just too much work!

If you are having bad pms let me tell you, he’s head over heels

pms, he knows it’s all mixed up inside and he comforts you even if it all comes out in clumps

he sings to you of course “i love you, yeah yeah yeah, I love you”

sleeping with pain sucks so he lends himself for your body pillow

throwing up is the fear, but he’s there, coaching your breathing, holding your hair back, putting a wet cloth on your neck

you play with his hair as he puts his head on your stomach hoping the pressure will help the cramps

top it with a cherry, kiss him

Paulie

bby is so good with that time of the month

he gets you anything, anything! pads, tampons, hot water bottle, blankets, snacks

he knows what you’re thinking, “am I fat?” he’d go absolutely crazy

“eat whatever, and how much you want!” he’d make sure you’re hydrated too

he also sings to you, of course, nice and soft, he knows you have a headache, “oh darling, please believe me- ill never do you no harm”

he makes you a warm shower, or bath if you prefer, he helps you in and out

he’s the kind of guy to light some candles, perhaps do some yoga if your feeling it teaches you some tricks to help the pain

he’s not squeamish, if he sees some blood where it shouldn’t be he won’t get mad at you “darling, it’s out of your control, don’t cry!”

in a snap of a finger he has you spilling your feelings, he doesn’t want you to bottle it up, it will only make your mood swings worse

feeling nauseous is the worse, he understands but he keeps you busy, focusing on something else, like playing with his hair

if out of the sudden you just grab his hand, leg, arm he lets you do whatever to cope

baby loves you and is always there

#the beatles x period!reader #the beatles #fanfiction #x reader #fluff #x fem!reader #george harrison #john lennon #ringo starr #paul mccartney #cute #fanfic

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luvly-writer · 2 years ago

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“You are my sunshine”

Part 36: Thanks indeed

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Jason Todd x Latina! Reader

Social Media Au

Status: Finished

Warning: None

Author’s note: Part two of thanksgiving! WHOOP WHOOP.

Taglist: @lorosette @nanas-teatime @izukuisbaby @writing-for-the-hell-of-it @unofficial-jaytodd-wife @graywrites5567 @addictedtothefictionalworld @halleest @randobeetlehouse @prettyacademia00 @tamimemo @jasontodd-artemisgrace4life @mxtokko

Series Masterlist:

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All eyes turn to you once you are both down and you hide behind Jason, blushing because of all the attention. Jason smiles and moves out of the way to present you. He takes your hand and pulls you towards Diana, who you were looking at in pure awe. “Aunt Diana, this is YN, my soulmate. She is a big fan of yours.” He presents you sweetly, placing you in front of her and your cheeks grow hot. “Pleasure to meet you, Miss Wonder Wo- I mean, miss Diana!” You say making her laugh. You want to die of embarrassment. “Well it is true what they have been saying, you truly are blessed with beauty! The pleasure is all mine, child. Do tell me, are you sure you are not a lost child of Themyscira? Artemis was right in saying that you look the part.” She responds making you giggle and shake your head with a smile as an answer to her question. Diana smiles at you and waves as Jason pulls you away. You wave back and excitedly whisper to Jason, “omg! Jason! Did you hear that! She complimented me!” Making Jason laugh. “Rightfully so, love, now” he pulled you in for the of a red head boy and Artemis, “to formally introduce you,this is Artemis and Roy, part of the team of the Outlaws and my best friends” he says and Artemis laughs and smiles whilst Roy nods with a smirk. “Good to finally, ACTUALLY meet you, gorgeous” said Artemis with a wink making Jason scowl and mutter “behave” at her, causing both of you laugh. Roy takes your hand and shakes it, “Good to finally meet the one that finally cuffed this dumbass, good luck dealing with him” he says making you smile and nudge Jason, who rolled his eyes at his best friends and says, “ok ok, we do not need to scare her away”. The four of you laugh and engage in small conversation as Jason brings you closer to a hug. Before you can get too comfortable in his embrace, Bruce calls you over and Damian takes your hand and pulls you away. He brings you close towards the Kent’s, who are all standing there waiting for you to arrive. Once you get there, Bruce begins to speak, “Ah yes, this is YN, the newest addition to the family” and you can’t help but smile at the fact that they already introduce you as family. “YN, this is Clark Kent, his wife, Louis Lane, his kids, Conner and Jon, and his cousin, Kara.” You smile at all of them and wave, you fail to see Kara narrow her eyes at you. “It is a pleasure to meet you all” you politely respond and Lois brings you in for a hug. You hear Clark ask Bruce, “you adopted another one?!?!” And once Lois lets go, you see Bruce answer, “nah, this one is Jason’s girlfriend, not adopted” Clark smiles and teases Bruce by saying, “you do have a problem with that” to which Bruce retaliates with a huff, rolled eyes and a pouted lip, “I do NOT”. You laugh at the exchange and turn to look at the others. Conner extends his hand and introduces himself. Kara keeps on glaring daggers at you so instead, you look down at Jon and smile. Damian had stepped back throughout the whole exchange but now, he returned to your side and was looking at Jon, puffing his chest with pride. “Kent, this is YN, my new older sister.” He says with a smirk and Jon stared at you with awe. “Hi! My names Jonathan but you can call me Jon, I am Damian’s best friend” he says with a wide smile and you coo at the sight. Damian rolls his eyes and responds, “we aren’t best friends, Kent. Just close allies”. Jon laughs and replies, “that’s just a synonym for friend Damian” with a sing song tone and just before Damian can answer, Alfred interrupts and tells everyone that dinner is ready. You turn to find Jason and once you see him, you go towards him, hug his arm and smile at him. He smiles back and you hear Roy throw a comment about how Jason is whipped to with he shoot a middle finger towards Roy making you giggle.

Once you are all settled at the table, you stay quiet and observe everyone as the chatter stars again. Bruce is at the head of the table. To his left is Clack, Louis, Kara, Conner, Tim, Steph, Duke, and Cass. To his right is Diana, Artemis, Roy, Jason, you, Dick, Damian, and Jon. Finally, after placing all of the food at the end of the table, Alfred sits at the other end of the table. You all thank Alfred and begin to eat. It feels a little weird because you are used to doing a prayer before eating whenever you are back home, so you do a little prayer in your head and dig in. As you eat, you notice Kara continuously making eyes at Jason and glaring at you which confuses you so you tap Jason’s shoulder and lean in to ask him but before you get the chance to, Lois interrupts. “So, YN, I hear you are an architect.” You smile and nod, you love your job and you never mind talking about it. “Yeah, I am.” You answer and it is now Clark’s turn to ask, “Any of your works we might know?”. You think a little and then answer him, “Actually, yeah. Even though I work mainly in Gotham, Start city and Central City, there have been a few times I’ve worked at Metropolis. Do you know the New Stars Theater at 57th Shine Street?” everyone from Metropolis nods, all intrigued now that you were talking about their city. “Well yeah, that’s my design. The new owner of the theater district is an old friend of mine so she asked for my help when it got renovated and I delivered.” She finished explaining with a bashful smile. Clark and Louis were elated, that was one of their favorite placed to go with Jon and Conner on weekends, who would have known. Jon, who was beaming couldn’t help but say, “that is sooooo cool!” Making you laugh. Before you could respond, Kara decided to voice her thoughts, “That old thing was designed by you? No wonder it’s falling apart”. You are taken aback because it was a recent renovation. How could it be falling apart? You furrow your brows deep in though and Jon comes to your rescue, “No it isn’t! It looks great miss YN, don’t listen to her” to which Louis smiles and agrees, “yes, it is functioning amazing, maybe Kara was thinking of another theater.” And you ease up at that. Damian was frowning at Kara. He never truly liked her cause he found her obnoxious and now even worst cause she tried to offend your honor. So as a result, Damian decided to brag about your talents as to shut her up and said, “YN is the lead architect for Gotham’s new animal sanctuary, she has quite the talent for design. I’d know, she constantly takes me with her to visit” and looks directly at Kara. You smile bashfully at everyone, a little embarrassed at all of the attention. This is when Diana decides to chime in, “An animal sanctuary? Isn’t that just marvelous! Is it open?” You clear your throat and take a sip of water. “Not yet, we still are creating a few habitats. It is a really large space. So it’s still a work in progress, but hey! I’ll tell you when it will open.” You smile at her and Diana claps elated, saying she will take her for that offer. Conversation and laughter picks up again, but it is not long before Kara speaks up again and interrupts the nice vibe created, “So Jason, looking mighty good” At that, Conner rolls his eyes, Tim, Dick and Duke grimace. “Not again” whispered Steph. Jon facepalmed, Damian gave her a side eye and Cass let out a deep sigh. “Has me wondering, is this” she gestures to the two of you “legit orrrrrr…?” She carried on looking at him. Jason tensed up and cleared his throat. He looked around at everyone else. Everyone was waiting for his reaction, except for Alfred, who had changed chairs with Artemis, and the rest of the “adults”. They were all engaged in a conversation, already used to dinners filled with chaos, so they ignored them. Roy tried to hide his laugh in a cough and Artemis glared at him. “It’s pretty legit” answered Jason, and Kara let out a loud laugh.

“Please! Is this another ploy to make me believe you’re not single again? Babyyyy, that isn’t going to work this time” she said finishing with a sing song tone. To that you let out a laugh and she turns to look at you, “what’s so funny?” She asks, eyes narrowed and you answer, “hun, if someone has to create a false relationship in order to avoid you, Iiiiiiii don’t think they are the problem”. Roy let a soft chuckle, still trying to contain himself and Artemis gave you an approving look. Kara rolled her eyes and turned back to Jason, “When are you giving up baby? Like come on, you can’t avoid it, it’s in plain sight, we should be tog-“ Aaaaand you were now you were laughing incredulously. “Oh, Jason hasn’t told you it seems?” You interrupt. “Tell me what?” She asks with hostility, tired of you interrupting. “I’m his soulmate” you say smiling at her, smug look on your eyes. Kara’s jaw drops. Steph and Dick are looking excitedly at the situation, drinking the drama up. Cass smiles at her food, Conner nudges Tim to confirm and Tim nods. Jon is awestruck, and Damian is smirking at Kara (he truly found her annoying). Artemis raises her glass and tips it at you, smiling and Roy is looking at Jason with wide eyes. Kara scoffs and looks at Jason, who nods in confirmation and gets up, causing everyone to look at her. “I um I- if you excuse me, I’m going to the bathroom” she says with a tight smile and leaves. Roy, Conner and Dick bust out laughing, Tim looks up and says “it’s oveeeeer”, Damian is looking proudly at YN because she won (this boy loves to make everything a competition, excuse him), Steph starts to text Barbara on what she has missed and Duke and Cass keep on eating with small smiles. At the beginning, it was funny; seeing Jason struggle with letting her down softly and squirming but uncomfortably, but over time everyone grew TIRED of it. Sometimes she would make innuendos that made the rest gag and other times it was downright pitiful. They were glad you were here this time, and that you would stick around. Kara came back after a while and dinner finished shortly.

Stephanie, Tim, Cass, and Duke went back to the living room that had the consoles set and handed out the controls to Dick, Jason, Conner, Damian, and Jon. Kara seemed to not be in the mood for playing so she settled in one of the farther sofas, looking bored. You excused yourself in order to call you mom. You had promised that you would call her by FaceTime and see all of you family so that you spent a little bit of the holiday with them. You settled for one of the balconies of the Manor that had a sitting area. There, your family passed the phone around smiling at you, saying they missed you and that they can’t wait to see you on Christmas. You hadn’t mentioned that you were bringing Jason because you wanted it to be a surprise. You call Jason to come quickly and sort of introduce him to your family virtually. You cousins and tias absolutely ADORED him saying that you should bring him next time you visit. Jason looked at you confused and you placed you finger to your mouth, motioning to keep quiet and you winked. He caught on quickly that they didn’t know yet and he laughs. He hears his siblings call for him and kisses your head, saying goodbye to your family. You stay a little while more, just listening to your family and then hang up, promising your mom you’d text her when you got home. You stand up and lean on the rails. You will never get used to the view of the Wayne Gardens. you look over to the place where Alfred’s gazebo is getting built. Keeping him away from it has been a CHALLENGE and you giggle at the thought. You hear some steps behind you and turn around expecting to see Jason, only to find Kara. You tense up and turn back around. She stops next to you and turns to look at you without saying anything. You turn and smile at her politely, not knowing what else to do. “You truly do have the beauty of an amazon…” she says softly and you look down, muttering a soft thanks. She is still staring at you, almost as if she is trying to figure you out. “Definitely pretty, I mean pretty enough to get Wonder Woman to compliment you, smart, talented, and charming. Vigilante?” You shake your head, looking at her genuinely confused and curious, “no? Hmm, you look the part, wouldn’t have guessed” she says and you answer with, “I go to the gym, helps with anxiety” and she nods. She takes a deep breathe “you know, I have been chasing him for a few years now and not once has he looked at me the way he does to you. Lucky girl. Take care of him or else” she finishes with an obvious underlying threat there and frankly you got fed up. “Or else what, Kara? I am his soulmate and nothing is changing that, I would never hurt him and if you ever dare or even think of hurting me, this family, more specifically, Jason will have your ass so don’t make try to make threats that will not end good on your behalf.” You say looking at her dead in the eye. She steps back and says “and fierce, no wonder he loves you”. You both stare at each other, you looking at her directly in the eyes and her trying to avoid your eyes, until you hear some footsteps. You turn to see Jason come with two glasses and stops when he sees the two of you. Kara excuses herself and leaves, and Jason takes her place. “How long where you there?” You ask, suddenly embarrassed. “Long enough to hear you getting threatened and then you threatening her back. Honestly, I have absolutely no idea how you do it but you manage to win a stare down with Batman and a super. You sure you aren’t a wonder? We can check DNA” he jokes as he hands you the wine glass. You laugh and respond, “even if I do come from an island, mine is tropical and in the Caribbean. So sorry to disappoint, tienes tus islas mezcladas” you joke back and he laughs. Jason tugs you to one of the chairs and pulls you to his lap. You stay there in a comfortable silence, cuddling in the cool November breeze until you decide to break the silence. You sit up, still in his lap and look at him, “I’ve been meaning to ask you something…”

Jason looks up at you and smiles, caressing your arm, “No, Kara and I never dated. She has always had a crush on me, even back when I was Robin, but as she grew older, weeeeell she got bolder and well it grew even more annoying. You could tell by the reactions of the others. I normally ignore her and all, knowing it’s just a superficial crush, nothing deep. Even if it’s a little unnerving at times” he says and you laugh shaking your head. “It wasn’t about that” you say and Jason looks at you curiously, “then about what, preciosa? don’t tell me Roy scared you away with all of the stories, I am so sorry, I told him to behave but he listens with his ass so” he says and you laugh even louder. “Noooo, not about that, although now that you mention it, you should prepare yourself for all of the stories my family will have about me. There we will be even” you say and Jason smiles fondly, he was excited to go to your home and meet everyone. “I was wonderiiiing” you continue and he gives you his entire attention, “Since you practically live there already, iiiiiiif you’d like to move in with me?” You ask and Jason stays silent for a moment. You are nervous with his reaction. Was it too soon? Would this become a fight? What if- “I’d love to, mi amor.” He smiles brightly at you, takes both of you drinks, placing them at the table, and pulls you for a tight hug. “Love, I thought you’d never ask!” He says and you giggle.

You both decide to spend a few more moments together, cuddling and enjoying each other’s presence before Dick barges in, killing the mood. “As much as I hate to interrupt, we are going to play monopoly, just dance, charades, and clue aaand also restarting the Mario kart tournament so Bruce was wondering if you guys were coming?” You nod excitedly and the three of you headed back to where everyone else was. The rest of the night was filled it’s laughter, fun, and a lot of family time. You could get use to this.

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ineffabledragonfly · 3 months ago

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Ranking all of Ariana grande albums. For context im a huge fan, im 20 so was in that age range that essentially grew up seeing her career flourish and I’ve relistened to all of em. Theres a lot of music (particularly pop music because ive been through many phases of hating pop) that’s from my youth that i would never go back to, but never Ariana Grande she’s the artist of our generation.

Also none of them are bad

1- eternal sunshine- feels like a culmination of all of the different styles she’s done into one album, beautifully personal while also being optimistic and positive, even when the topic is sad. This one definitely grew on me when it first came out i liked it but it didn’t rlly have super strong feelings over it,but she recently dropped some live sessions of some of the songs and it RLLY blew me away, which caused me to revisit the album and appreciate it for what it is. It’s an album about genuine healing, whereas ‘thank u, next’ was projecting healing. The album art is simple and gorgeous. In terms of the concept, around the movie ‘eternal sunshine of the spotless mind’: this is my favourite movie OAT, always in my letterboxd top four. Its been a favourite since i was 16 and my initial reaction that she was naming the album after it was ‘eeee��’ just bc i cant help but be a gatekeeper and didn’t want all her fans making it their entire personality and acting like it’s their fav movie too😭. And tbf I didn’t see much of that so im cool w it now. I totally see how Ariana saw the connections between these songs and the movie and she’s also said so many times she’s a huge Jim carrey fan so i think it was a beautiful choice. Some have said the ‘concept album’ idea, creating a character ‘peaches’ (ref to clementine) is way to get around her divorce NDA, i dont rlly care either way. I’m a HUGEEE fan of the Jon Brion’s score/soundtrack for the movie listened to it so many times so i was hoping to get some of that soft, minimalistic, dreamy Elliot smith style. But the closest thing to that was probably the title track (where she sampled Imogen heaps ‘just for now’), and it’s so beautiful.

2-positions- its an underrated brilliant album which should’ve got way more hype that it did. It feels like an elevated, mature version of ‘Dangerous Woman’ and had some great features, her and the weeknd are always incredible and the ballad is beautiful. It’s a shock to me that people were underwhelmed by her and doja on motive bc it was so fun and always gets me movin. She also worked w Leon Thomas on ‘safety net’ which is one of her most magical, beautiful songs she’s ever done. Also she looked so good during this era no offense to her eternal sunshine style it’s so pretty and much more my style, but brown hair high ponytail 60s makeup suits her so well😭. I definitely think its a different experience listening to it post divorce, seeing a lot of the song are v sexy and giving honeymoon phase, but then ull hear lyrics like ‘acts so possessive and crazy, but ik its jus cuz u love me’ and songs like off the table and pov which show her vulnerability and insecurity. Idk if this is true but apparently someone commented on an eternal sunshine post saying positions is better and she responded ‘glad u finally like it! :)<3’ which i feel so bad for bc GIRL I WAS THERE. I LIKED IT.

3- dangerous woman- i was obsessed w her before this album but this got me OBSESSED. It’s a complete classic where she rlly showed her RnB skills with her pop skills and solidified her presence in the music industry. The songs are classics and for the most part aged pretty well. They bring you back to that era of music yet still work in this era and people love that. Like she performed into you at the met gala this year and its had a whole resurgence and reminded people of the pop star she truly is, like that fixed her image more than ‘yes, and?’ did. I will say there may be too many songs on it bc some of the pop songs are pretty forgettable. But when i say that know I NEVER MEAN JASONS SONG. That was a hidden gem of a diss track fr.

4- sweetener- sweetener and thank u next had always flip flopped for me in rankings but this recent relisten has made me realise yeah this has totally aged super well. Pharrells producing is super cool and unique and she’s definately implemented that style going forward, even though fans weren’t super receptive of it it doesn’t feel dated at all. If anything she was ahead of the curve. Girl literally started everyone typing in just lowercase and the upside down thing, all style and fashion choices she made during this time ud catch girls in school doing it too including me she was unstoppable. REM is iconic, and theres underrated gems like her cover of goodnight n go, and borderline. Also i wanna say people joke abt the song pete davidson abt how she shouldn’t have called it that, but like hearing the vibes of the song and the fact that theres so many jokes abt Pete Davidson being a women magnet it’s genius. Like imagine a small indie artist singing that cute dreamy love song and calling it pete davidson it would be fucking hilarious.

5- thank u, next- ik this is her pièce de résistance and i think it’s a great album, you rlly do get the sense that its all her emotions that were overwhelming her that she needed to get out as soon as possible. The trap style is great, with ‘in my head’ being a standout, it’s evident comparing to the rest of her stuff it’s her equivalent to a rebellious phase. It’s superrrr personal, almost too personal, not for the listeners but for her considering she said she didn’t wanna put ‘ghostin’ on the album but scooter kept pushing it. Beautiful song, but so sad. I just dont find myself revisiting a lot of them apart from in my head bc they just feel so of that time and no longer my thing.

6- yours truly- rlly cute album especially for a debut beginning of her black and white yet feline and feminine aesthetic. Luvvvedd the tenth anniversary lives she did, The Way will forever be a classic. The right there mv was everything to me as a kid. Her n big Sean were so good together their songs always hit. Putting this low bc why was there random EDM breaks at the end of some song nOt necessary gurl. And also she’s improved SO MUCH since this and it was such a strong debut its crazy

7- my everything- dont get me wrong this is great album started showing us her rnb n hip hop side, love her songs w big Sean, best mistake is one of her best songs, also be my baby (she always killed it w cashmere cat). Just the songs aren’t anything super crazy or unique theyre just 2014 hit singles if she kept up w this style instead of maturing w dangerous woman she would not be where she is now. But remember when she started a whole challenge of trying to sit on a stool bc of this album cover? Shes always got people talking even when she’s not trying.

#ariana grande #music

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