#coco covers six

[queer-cosette]

Since Rabbie Burns Night is coming up, I figured what better time to post this remake?

It was really fun singing in my own accent - there aren’t a lot of musicals that allow actors to use accents that aren’t American or RP, but when I saw SiX back in June 2022, the actress playing K Howard sang and acted using her own Glaswegian accent, and she was absolutely amazing. It made a song that already meant a lot to me even more personal <3

I really hope you like this version of All You Wanna Do! As I said on the last version, trigger warnings do apply - the lyrics contain many references to experiencing grooming, underage sex, dubious consent, and sexual assault. Self care comes first!

[deathfeigning]

PSA: don't keep blue death feigning beetles on crushed walnut substrate !

i didn't know it was bad while i was doing my research and it seemed fine for my lil bugs at first, but it's not good for them at all :')

they try to eat it but can't, so it ends up sticking to their mouths and preventing them from eating proper food. when they do manage to eat it, they have trouble passing through their body.

so unless u want to spend 20 minutes carefully using a paintbrush to pick off grains of crushed walnut from beetle mouthparts, don't use this substrate.

this is probably a very specific problem that most people won't encounter with their beetles, but i'm sure at least one person out there can benefit from the mistake i made

[osamucide]

⊹ LOOKIN’ FOR THE ONE THAT WANTS TO MAKE MY NAME A TATTY!

cw: multifandom (bsd+jjk), suggestive, name tattoos!!! all around questionable? feral and whipped and lovesick and possessive and stupid stupid hot men

reid: down bad for this concept and these mfers anyways stream aggy by coco and clair clair

⊹ ⊹ ⊹

Who would get your name tattooed on them?

This SCREAMS GOJO. He’s so shameless—he’d get your name tattooed on his asscheek if you asked. He’d let you do it. He’d let it be Comic Sans for the meme. Not because he doesn’t take you seriously—quite the opposite, actually! His six eyes know he won’t ever regret this—he loves you so much and there’s hardly anything in the world he wouldn’t do to put a smile on your face even if it’s dumb. But really, tell him to be for real—suggest along his bicep in a pretty script font and consider it done <3

SUKUNA’S probably going to do this under one condition—he gets to mark you as his too, and this does not necessarily mean you also get a tattoo. But let’s say you do! I think he wants yours between your tits on your sternum running vertical, and he’ll probably get his in the exact same place—exact same font, exact same color. . .there, or down his spine, or if he’s feeling especially soft the day of the appointment, across his Achilles tendon, for obvious reasons—don’t make him say it.

If this screams anyone else on this list, it’s TOJI. He won’t even hesitate; he’s not exactly the most responsible guy around, but you like him, and he thinks you’re perfect—why the hell shouldn’t he have your name wrapped around his upper arm like a cuff, especially if it means your eyes light up and you flash him that gorgeous smile? Just don’t be too surprised when you find his baby mother’s name haphazardly covered up/half removed somewhere else on him.

I can see NANAMI doing this a few years into marriage, maybe, but doing it nonetheless. Look at him—he’s the dictionary definition of a keeper, and this is hardly any different to him than never taking off his wedding ring (and believe me, once you’ve got him on lock I mean he never takes it off). Matching ones would be especially alluring to him—you’re his one and only, and he hardly gives a thin and subtle sans-serif tattoo of your name on his upper thigh a second thought. What’s more is he’s enamored with kissing the spot where you get his name <3

This may or may not be me pushing my tattooed CHUUYA agenda but whatever. I think he’d be SO down for this. He’d probably make a little date out of it—drive you to the nicest tattoo shop in Yokohama under the guise of wanting to pay for whatever piece you want on yourself—tattoo or piercing—and sit patiently while you get it done, and then ‘decide last-minute’ that he’ll get one too, what the hell, and tell you not to look until it’s finished. Some elegant, masculine script font behind his ear that’s visible when he pulls his hair back <3

TACHIHARA is so grounded in what he loves. I’m 100% willing to bet he has a tattoo for his brother. Your name, too, tattooed on the outside of his shoulder, is like a badge of honor to him—everything he does, he does with you in mind. His only regret is how every uniform he wears covers it; he truly would’ve gotten it on his neck just above his shirt collar or on the back of his hand if it wouldn’t make him so easily identifiable. I can see him liking a traditional calligraphy font—only the prettiest for the love of his life <3

Funny how the man who knows nothing he desires can be permanent gets your name tatted on him. I think the prospect of having your name in his skin forever is just so hot, so romantic to DAZAI—there’s poetry in it however your relationship ends up unfolding. He knows he’s in love with you. In some way or another, no matter how he might end up driving you away, regardless of if you end up hating him for the monster he really is, even if you end up dying hand in hand like he hopes for, you’ll always own a piece of his heart and it’s evident in the pretty serif font he got buzzed across his hipbone <3

I include NIKOLAI in every one of my unhinged headcanons but I just can’t see him being anything less than ENTHUSIASTIC TO BOOT in a relationship. He is all in! You put up with his crazy, you drive away his sadness, you hold him so sweetly—the way you love him truly makes him feel on top of the world. And in true Nikolai fashion, I think he has your name in a font of your choice tatted right over his heart. Kiss it, bite it, trace it, lick it—he loves letting you know he’s all yours <3

[ja3hwa]

Hey, can you write a cup of hot coco on matz just fucking reader hard while the others watch?

thanks

Thank you for joining in on my 4k event, my darling ♡ Check out the other requests here.

Now for your request, hehe:

I was thinking of an idea where Seonghwa has persuaded you to come over to his dorm. It was for some cuddles and such. But when you found out Hongjoong was going to be there, you knew it was going to be anything but sweet.

They would have taken you in almost every room of the house before ending up back in the lounge room. You'd be on all fours completely blissed out of your mind before you could notice the other six men walking in through the front door.

Hongjoong was ball deep inside your abused cunt when they all noticed what was going on. And Seonghwa cockily smirk while telling them all to leave or join lit a spark in every one of them. It was only a matter of minutes before Hongjoong had you bouncing on his cock, facing away from him as you held his knees for support.

This gave all the men a perfect view of your tits bouncing in time your hips and your fucked out expression as you moaned lewdly in front of them. All of them had his cocks out stroking them in time with your thrusts, only being able to imagine what your pretty pussy must feel like wrapped around them instead.

Hongjoong would bring his fingers to your button, circling it roughly so he could get you to squirt so beautifully all over him. It would drip down onto his lap, couch, and floor. This would cause groans and whimpers from all the boys.

"Get on the floor angel. On your knees for us." Seonghwa cooed while giving you a strong, dominant kiss.

Hongjoong patted your ass so you could shakily get on the floor in the middle of the room. All the boys quickly shuffled around you into you were incased with tall legs. You looked up seeing all the boys stroking themselves quickly. You couldn't help but touch yourself at the sight.

And with a few more strokes all the boys were coming undone, emptying their loads all over your sweaty body. San and Wooyoung aiming for your face, Yunho and Jongho getting their cum all over your back. Mingi perfect squirting on you tits. And yeosang letting it in your lap, watching the white cream drip down between your thighs.

Safe to say you were covered in your boyfriends friend's cum from head to toe.

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[imthegayone]

The Goliath

Summary: Roller coasters were never your favorite but when your girlfriend wants you to ride one, how can you say no?

Warnings: mentions of anxiety of riding roller coaster, passing out on a roller coaster, and not the best writing

Author's Notes: I'm very new to writing, but @wol-fica asked for this and tho someone said they had it covered I wanted to give it a try :) I've also never been on the Goliath but I looked up a video and its a hard no for me. But I hope you enjoy and I hope your next cup of hot coco is exacty how you like it 🩵

(p.s. I'm also kinda new to crushing on Jenna so if she's a bit ooc I'm sorry)

Word Count: 892

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When you suggested a trip to Six Flags with Jenna and her sisters, you imagined odd food and maybe a ride on the Wave Swinger. Not a ride that was so tall it struck fear into you the second you laid eyes on it. The Goliath, the name alone made you wanna speed walk in the other direction. Towards the food stand with tables to share a huge plate of funnel cakes with your loving girlfriend. 

The same loving girlfriend that was leading you to the long line of people waiting to experience the thrill of having their hearts jump into their throats. Maybe you were being a little dramatic but the impending doom you felt as you listened to the people scream at the steep drop overpowered any other thought. You were terrified, but the clear excitement Jenna was feeling made you believe that you could be brave enough for her. 

However, as the line shortened and the ride grew taller, you began to question why you agreed to risk your life. “Thank you, I know rides aren’t your favorite.” Jenna whispered as she leaned closer to you so no one else could hear. She knew that you were only doing this to make her happy and the way she looked up at you made you realize just how much you’d to achieve just that. 

“I just hope your sisters don’t realize how sweating my palms are.” You whispered back earning a chuckle as you wiped your hands down your pants for the 100th time. The feeling of her hand slipping into yours brought your attention away from the ride and back to her. A smile making its way across her face that made your heart quicken from something other than fear. 

The moment was broken as the teenager controlling the ride motion for your group to get on. You were feeling confident as love for your girlfriend surged through you but as the safety bar lowered to your chest all confidence you gained disappeared. Jenna grabbed your hand again, gaining a scared but grateful smile from you. 

Creaking as the cart started its journey on the track to the steep incline and your quickened heartbeat was all you could hear. The desperate prayer that the torturous wait would be quick was never answered. The slow trek up the incline felt like hours, the suspense making you nauseous. 

Reaching the peak you closed your eyes tight, the grip on Jenna’s hand turning ironclad. “Oh, fuck.”. 

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Your hands were still shaking as you entered your shared apartment. Your feet mindlessly taking you towards the couch. As you plop down onto the cushions you think you hear the sound of the kettle being put on the stove and cabinets being opened but think nothing of it. 

After a few minutes of staring blankly at the wall you see Jenna enter the living room with two mugs in hand and a hesitant smile. “Hi baby, I made you some hot chocolate.” Placing the mug into your hands she gives you a kiss on your forehead and settles in next to you. You take a sip of your drink, the warmth of her and the chocolate grounding you. 

“Thanks, J.” You sent a smile her way as her free hand played with the baby hairs at the back of your neck. All of the sudden the memories of the last hour come rushing back making you groan. 

“Do you think Aliyah will post that video of me.. passing out?” Jenna chuckles but it dies as she sees you frowning. ���She won’t.” The reassurance falls flat as she tries to hide her growing smile as your checks redden. “Oh my god she will!” You place your mug down on the coffee table and cover your face with your hands even more embarrassed than the moment it happened. 

The laugh she was trying to cover up bubbled out as she gently grasped your wrist pulling your hands away. “Baby please, it’s gonna be okay, I promise.” You knew there was more by the look in her eyes. You were gonna kill Aliyah, or at least beg Natalie to give you some embarrassing baby pictures of her in revenge. 

“She might've already put it on her story, only on close friends though.” 

“Oh god. I’m never living this down am I?” The responding laugh was enough to know you were doomed to have that video haunt you for the rest of your life. 

“Look at it this way, now you're truly part of the family. We all have some embarrassing things over each other. You saw the post my mom made when she learned I smoked.” That pulled a chuckle from you, remembering just how embarrassed Jenna was when she read it. She swore she wasn’t leaving the house ever again. 

“See I made it through so everythings gonna be okay!” Jenna says with a smile, pulling you into her until your head is resting on her chest and your body lays between her legs. Your hand slips under her shirt to feel even more of her comforting warmth against you. A hum escapes you both when she wraps her arms around your shoulder and kisses the top of your head. 

“Thank you for trying the ride for me Y/n, even though the Goliath took you out.”

[akookminsupporter]

Hi Rosie,

Your calm and logical explanation about Sapporo/Tokyo was excellent. ✨

I’m a Japanese expat and I was just in Tokyo for a visit. Trust me, I didn’t go stalking these locations, but as a former local, I recognize these places. lol

The restaurant photo of JM was taken at a curry restaurant chain Coco Ichibanya location in Shinjuku. Mind you, all Coco Ichibanyas have identical interior and they all use the same serving wares and signage/menu/decor but I saw some J-army did some sleuthing to identify the specific store (complete with cosplaying recreating the photo at the same table😳).

The Dior/Celine storefront photo was taken in front of Ginza Six, which is about 7 or 8 subway rides away on Marunouchi Line.

Assuming that Kookmin flew into Haneda Airport from Gimpo, above places are all easily explorable. Area is around 30 min car ride from the airport (if no traffic).

Not sure if Are You Sure is going to include their time in Tokyo (so far only Sapporo has been mentioned), but if I’m a betting person I’d put my money on Kookmin being together doing these activities in Tokyo—JK being behind the camera of the IG photo JM posted. Geographically, it makes sense. Mind you, I don’t know if either of them had any work schedules in Tokyo.

Also, Tokyo rarely gets covered in snow nowadays—especially in November. The 3 sec GoPro footage has to be from Sapporo.

Just wanted to share my proverbial two cents…

✨💜🫰💜✨

Oh, hello Anon! Thank you!

If I remember correctly, some fans went to the restaurant where Jimin took the photo, and one of the people there confirmed that Jimin was with someone. The description they gave of the person with him matched Jungkook.

The time they spent in Tokyo seems to have been mainly due to Jungkook's work commitments in the city. He was promoting his album, doing some interviews, recording a performance, and recording a visualizer for his song 'Hate You'. To date, we don't know if Jimin also had work commitments in the city during those days, so for now, it appears he was just accompanying Jungkook until they could travel to Hokkaido. Basically, same thing he did in the USA.

We will see if they include something from Tokyo.

[ravennaortiz]

August 28th A features Coco with the prompt "That outfit doesn't fit my dress code. Birthday suit only" requested by a lovely Anon. As always my stories are 18+

You were staring at yourself in the floor length mirror in your room when you heard your front door open. You looked fantastic, makeup and hair on point, nails done and a strapless black dress that barely covered your ass. Glancing at the clock you saw it was almost six. You smiled as you heard the sound of boots on your hardwood floors. Watching over your shoulder at your open bedroom door you smiled when you saw Coco appear.

You fixed a stray hair as you watched him lean against the doorway. His eyes roaming your body like a starving dog seeing its first bone in months. “Like what you see?” you called after a couple of minutes. Coco nodded before his eyes met yours in the mirror. “Yeah. Yeah I do Mami” he purred as he made his way towards you. “You look beautiful” he stated as he stood behind you. Placing his hands on your hips and pulling you back against him. His eyes were dark with lust as he licked his lips before leaning down and nuzzling your neck.

“We got a problem though. Well a couple” he whispered as he pressed his hardening cock into you from behind. Grinding against your ass as his hands roamed.”what’s the other problem” you whispered. His fingers shooting pulses of electricity through you as you bit your lip. You let out a small moan as he sucked and nipped at your neck before you felt him trail kisses back to your ear.

Your eyes locked in the mirror as he spoke. “That outfit doesn’t fit my dresscode” he stated pointing at the mirror at your reflection. You swallowed hard as you felt a slight tug and heard the sound of your zipper being pulled down slowly. Coco kept up a trial of kisses down your spine as he sunk down to his knees. You could feel heat pooling between your thighs as you watched him. “Birthday suit only” he stated as he tugged at the hem of the dress. The two of you watched it cascade to the floor around your heeled feet.

You shivered as you stood in just your black thong. The one that Coco loved. It had his name in metal on the back and had little openings for easy access. Coco was breathing hard and he could feel precum leaking into his jeans. Planting a kiss to your ass he snaked his fingers into your dripping core. Your breath hitched as he entered you, curving his fingers just right to hit that sweet spot.

“Think I want to eat at home tonight” murmured Coco as he pulled from you making you whine. You watched him suck his fingers clean as your legs trembled and you continued to drip down your thighs. “What do you think?” he asked as he nudged your legs apart. “Sounds great” you stated as you watched him move to where his face was directly under you.

“Then get down here so I can eat” stated Coco as he tugged on your legs.

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[conartisthaiji]

[image description: 9 slides from a slideshow. The slideshow has a white background with black text in comic sans. Each slide is as follows.

Slide One: Witch Hat Atelier, by a little witch academia fan (sorry in advance)

Slide Two: Basic Overview

NOT to be confused with Little Witch Academia 

yes, they both have a cheerful bad-at-magic lesbian who is in love with a grumpy magic prodigy lesbian (...i think) and yes, the uniform features cute little hats and robes and yes they are at a magic school and yes the two main teachers have homoerotic tension and…huh.

Just don’t call it witch hat academia (<-has done that)

Next to the words is the cover for the first volume of Witch Hat Atelier, which shows a blonde girl, Coco, cheerfully jumping down.

Slide Three: Blonde Akko Kagari

She’s blonde 

Her name is Coco 

Very sweet looking like i bet she’s just the nicest 

Probably had something tragic happen to her i bet it’s qifrey’s fault

Oh my god maybe this IS little witch academia 

Next to the text is the cover for the first volume of Witch Hat Atelier.

Slide Four: Not Olruggio

Lesbian (my mutuals told me so) (okay actually one of them had Agott over a lesbian flag as their profile but that’s basically the same thing) 

I did confuse her with Olruggio wha but no, she is a lesbian and her name is Agott. 

Rhymes with fa-i am forcibly removed from the room.

I just know she’s emo as hell like she looks like everything thirteen year old me would LOVE. unfortunately I am in my twenties. 

See next slide for blorbo.

Next to the text is the cover for the second volume of Witch Hat Atelier, which shows Agott sitting in a chair and staring out with a bored expression on her face.

Slide Five: Richeh!!!!!!!!

Blorbo-in-law 

I mean, she’s gonna be my blorbo now.

Look at her i love her she can do no wrong.

Her eyebrows are my fave thing about her like they are so expressive

Next to the text are two manga panels of Richeh, one showing her eating noodles from a bowl, and one showing her cheering with her arms raised. Text behind her says, "Riche is sold out!" Next to these panels is the cover for the fourth volume of Witch Hat Atelier, which shows Richeh sitting on the side of a cliff.

Slide Six: The little pink one

She’s…pink 

I hate to say it but i do not know anything about her 

Not even her name

Sorry to all fans of the little pink one 

I bet she’s the energetic/upbeat one of the group though

Next to the text is the cover for the fifth volume of Witch Hat Atelier, which shows a pink-haired girl leaping gleefully into the air.

Slide Seven: Qifrey without a U

It’s QI-FREY. No u. 

Now why is he wearing a one-lens sunglasses. Sun monocle. 

It’s probably just the cover art sorry Shirahama

Gay and sad i just know it 

Honestly i got nothing on this man

Next to the text is the cover for the third volume of Witch Hat Atelier, which shows Qifrey holding a book in one hand. One of the lenses on his glasses has been darkened.

Slide Eight: Not a teenage lesbian

So Olruggio is actually a teacher.

Upon closer inspection i see that his hair is not curly. I truly thought it was. Sorry Agott.

Qifrey may be gay and sad but Olruggio is gay sad and tortured about it 

Whatever is wrong with him has nothing on whatever the fuck is wrong with Qifrey i bet

Why is this picture so fucking pixelated.

Next to the text is the cover for the sixth volume of Witch Hat Atelier, which shows Olruggio jumping with his cloak flowing behind him. The picture is far more pixelated than the other images in this slideshow.

Slide Nine: Ok the end because i don’t know who else is part of witch hat! But go read witch hat atelier! Or just wait for the anime but i’m gonna go read the manga (and maybe i’ll rewatch little witch academia too teehee) /end id]

so sorry wha mutuals i didn't pay enough attention to your wha lectures 🙇🙇🙇

[filmsmakkari]

LA Girl Magic

warren rojas x fem!reader

Summary: Warren Rojas always dreamed of Los Angeles. The clubs, the music, and the ridiculously beautiful women.

CW: Sexual-ish content but no actual smut, a little angsty at the end. As always my (Y/N) is assumed to be black and sometimes such is implied but definitely not enough that others can't read.

June 1979

Everyone always dreamed of Los Angeles. The warmth of the Californian sun, the waves crashing against the Venice shore, the palm trees lining the streets. LA was the land of opportunity. And when you wished on Los Angeles stars, it felt like they would always come true. LA was the dream. Endless sunny days, ridiculously beautiful girls, and freedom to do and be whatever you wanted.

Los Angeles was everything for a band from Pittsburgh, where the only options were the mill or the army. So when Billy Dunne asked Warren Rojas about the possibility, Warren immediately went out and bought a van so the band would be ready to make the drive. It more or less cost him everything he had. It was crazy, but he somehow trusted it.

And boy, he couldn't have been more right.

It didn't come immediately. Weeks of phone calls that lead to nowhere. Finally meeting Teddy Price, and then being put through the wringer by him for months, a canceled tour, and being so dirt poor that he had to steal toast from restaurants. Enter Daisy Jones. Look At Us Now comes out. Sold out shows, gold records, and more drugs and women tearing at his pants than he could have ever dreamed of when he was just some skinny, curly-haired kid in Pennsylvania. The Six were living the California dream. He always said Daisy had "LA girl magic." He even tried to get Billy to write a song about it. 

It was July 1st, 1979, the LA date of the Aurora tour. For Daisy, it was the hometown show, but she had always said she didn't have anyone in LA, no parents or extended family in the whole city. So everyone in the band was surprised when she said she'd have a childhood friend coming for the show. The shock became even greater when Daisy walked into the green room laughing and smiling with (Y/N) (L/N). 

(Y/N L/N) was the "it girl" before that term was coined. A gorgeous Hollywood starlet. An Oscar winner at ten, a Vogue cover at 15,  a sold out world tour at 20, and a star on the Walk of Fame by 21. She was currently working on her sophomore album, and the world was waiting to see how she'd elevate herself further. But in the meantime, she was staying on the public's minds with her new Chanel film being aired on every TV in America, in which she played a songbird stuck in a cage next to a bottle of Coco Mademoiselle. (Y/N) had the talent that made her the critic's darling and the incredible beauty that made her desired and hated.

Warren's breath caught when he looked at her.  (Y/N)'s hair, dark like a raven's wing,  tumbled down her back in long curls. She wore a pale blue Halston jumpsuit that made her skin shimmer, and diamond jewelry added to the effect. And her eyes… oh God, those brown eyes. Warren would bet that she'd be able to finish him with just her eyes.

His cheeks slightly heated up at his thoughts as he watched her introduce herself to the band members. She approached him last, wrapping her arms around his neck, saying, "Hey, it's so nice to meet you! I'm (Y/N)."

Warren stuttered slightly, removing his hands from her waist and looking into her eyes. "I-I know."

(Y/N) chuckled. "And are you gonna tell me your name, drummer?"

"Warren!" he rushed out embarrassingly quickly. "I'm Warren Rojas."

(Y/N) smiled. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Warren." 

Warren loved the way his name sounded on her tongue. He wanted her to say it over and over again.  He wondered what it'd be like to hear her scream it. 

These thoughts remained on his mind as he played as hard as he could that night, knowing she was watching and wanting her to feel every beat. Warren knew that people usually didn't pay attention to the rhythm section during concerts, too interested in the lead guitar or frontman to notice the lonesome drummer in the back, but just knowing there was a chance that (Y/N) was watching him, Warren played that drumline like it was his last night on earth.

Teddy was waiting as they all walked backstage, giving the usual pats on the shoulder and congratulations. 

"Hey, Rojas," Teddy called as Warren cracked open a beer. That is the kind of performance I expect from the best drummer in rock' n roll!" Warren had never received such high praise from Teddy, and the compliment made him swell with pride.

"Hey, call it the LA girl magic," Warren said with a shrug and a smile.

Teddy furrowed his brow, "I have no idea what you're talking about, son, but if that's what made you play like that, I need you to use it every night." 

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The afterparties in the bus were always wild, but tonight was different. The Six had just played one of their best shows of the tour, so they decided to rent out some random bar on Sunset to celebrate specially. Beautiful bodies of men and women were swaying to the sensual rhythms and blues blaring from the boombox, and there were pills and powders sprawled across the tables that could only be found on the dirtiest streets of the City of Angels. This night was on fire. 

Now, on a normal night, Warren probably would have grabbed a blonde with nice tits and a brunette with nice legs and taken them anywhere with a working lock on the door, but on this particular night, even the tightest skirts wrapped around girls just begging him to lift them around their waists and bury his face in between their thighs weren't the slightest bit tempting to him. Instead, all his attention was on a certain LA girl with dark features and the voice of an angel. 

(Y/N) and Daisy were currently standing on a table, swaying their hips in a way that could only come naturally to girls who were stumbling out of clubs like these in tight dresses and runny makeup when they were 14. All of the men stared at them hungrily. All the girls tried to emulate their movements. But none could mimic the harmonies they sang over the random guitar melody playing. Their voices were enough to bring the roof down. 

Warren was in fucking awe.

He'd gotten used to Daisy's voice. The power in it, the way she sang from deep in her belly and sounded like her voice was traveling over rocks to produce the sound. Daisy's voice was the pure essence of rock n roll.

But (Y/N)? Her voice was hauntingly beautiful. And in the teal shimmery dress she's changed into for the after party, with slits on either side, she looked like she'd come from the depths of the sea to lure men in with her siren call. Her voice was alluring but dangerous. It pierced its way through Warren's heart, and in that moment, he would've done anything she asked him to. 

"Huh," he breathed out. "LA magic."

"What was that, love?" asked the red-haired girl who'd taken it upon herself to wrap her arms around his neck and move her body against his. 

"Excuse me," said Warren, shoving her off and walking towards (Y/N). A sailor drawn to a siren, he approached the table and called her name.

(Y/N)' s eyes widened happily when she saw him. "Warren!!" She climbed down from the table and wrapped him in a tight hug. "You did so well tonight, congratulations! The drumline in "Let Me Down Easy" made the entire number- no one could have played it better!" she yelled over the loud music.

Warren exhaled and smiled. "It's just nice to know someone's listening." 

(Y/N) let out a giggle, folding her lips before turning back to the table. "Daisy-jay!" she yelled at her friend. Daisy had already found another way to occupy herself, playing some sort of game involving vodka and a chocolate bunny. "Yeah, (Y/N/N)?"

"I'll be right back! Save me a shot!" (Y/N) yelled before grabbing Warren by the wrist and dragging him outside the club. 

The pair heard Daisy yell out ",Hey! Don't have too much fun you two!"

(Y/N) exhaled a deep breath, taking a few steps forward and staring up at the sky. "It's a full moon tonight, Warren."

Warren stood beside her. "Yeah, no stars though."

They looked back at each other, brown eyes meeting brown eyes in a warm dance. 

"There are never stars here," (Y/N) said with a smile. "Something called light pollution, I think. From all the city lights everywhere."

"I love the city lights. Seeing them reminds me that we made it. That we're really here." Warren closed his eyes for a moment. "But some nights I miss the stars. Back in Pitt, I could always see hundreds of stars from my window. Started chartin' em like I was part of Apollo 11 or something," he said shyly, letting out a dry chuckle.

"That's amazing, Warren." (Y/N) smiled at him so beautifully and kindly. He knew she meant it.

"I didn't know you were from Pittsburgh," she said.

"Mmhm. Been friends with all the guys since I was a kid. But I was actually born in Botogá. Shot over to the U.S. when I was three."

"Colombia?" 

Warren nodded with a smile.

(Y/N) hummed. "I guess now's a good time to mention that I've always had a thing for foreign men. Only guys I usually like more are drummers in rock bands," she said nonchalantly, looking back at the moon.

Meanwhile, Warren felt like his heart was in his fucking ass.

He swallowed nervously. "W-well I have a thing for Hollywood girls."

"Oh, really?" she said casually. 

"Yeah," Warren said, building up his confidence. "'S part of why I chose to move here. I knew that even if the music thing worked out, I'd still be able to find a girl from the city of angels to take me to heaven." Warren pushed a stray curl behind her ear, and for the first time in the whole night, (Y/N) was the nervous one.

Warren felt the change in dynamic immediately and decided to take a risk.  He leaned in,  searching (Y/N) 's eyes for any sign of rejection. When he saw none, he closed the gap between them, seizing her lips with his in a passionate kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling the tall man downwards. He grabbed her by her waist, exposed by the slit in her dress, pulling her closer. (Y/N) let out a small moan at the feeling of his touch on her skin, and Warren took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth, increasing the wetness accumulating between her legs.

The pair finally pulled away for air, staring deep into each other's eyes silently. 

"Do you want to see heaven, Rojas?" (Y/N) asked breathily. 

Warren's lips were swollen, and his pupils were dilated as he spoke, "I'll follow wherever you go, angel." 

(Y/N) caught his lips in a quick kiss before walking over to the phone booth and calling the taxi company. She'd never felt so much embarrassment as when she had to stifle her moans on the phone with the operator as Warren had followed her into the booth and began kissing and sucking up her arm to her shoulder and neck. Once he quickly figured out her weak spot was in between her jawline and her neck, he just continued on with the spot as if he was a starving man and her skin was his last meal. That, along with his large hands traveling up and down her body, almost caused (Y/N) to drop the phone, tear off her clothes, and sit on his lap on the dirty street corner. 

When the taxi finally arrived, (Y/N) 's embarrassment only grew as Warren pulled her to practically straddle him and stuck his tongue down her throat. She could feel the discomfort radiating from the driver. But when he started playing with her panties… well, then she said to hell with embarrassment.

It felt like they'd been in the taxi for an eternity when they finally arrived at the large house in Baldwin Hills. The lovers stumbled through the large door, fumbling with each other's clothes and sharing messy, maddening kisses as they fell on the couch. (Y/N) sat atop Warren, staring deep into his eyes. The feeling of his hands on her waist was making her feel crazy. 

"I want you inside me, Warren."

She didn't need to tell him twice.

˖°🌊🎐𓇼⋆🦪₊

January 2000

"At some point that night, I had every part of me in that woman," Warren reminisced with a chuckle. "Shit felt like joining the swim team. Shit, sorry Jules." Warren Rojas had aged handsomely. His once sleek black curly hair had grayed, and he'd developed wrinkles around his eyes. His hands were now rough and calloused from years of being a successful rock drummer who achieved many accolades before being inducted into the Rock n Roll Hall of  Fame and retiring. He was the perfect picture of a had-been rockstar, a man now in his forties, tanned from days spent sitting out on his rusty old boat in the Marina. Some people might have pitied him, but he was content. 

"I forgot who I'm talking to. I'd appreciate it if you didn't keep that part in. I think Nina would die if she had to hear about her old man like that." 

Julia, now a woman grown and the spitting image of her mother with long, straight black hair and a camera at hand, was a far cry from the child Warren had known all those years ago. 

"Hard for me too, to tell you the truth," she said with a slightly awkward laugh. "So then what happened?"

"Well I think you know, kiddo. Love. War. Band called it quits." 

"With her, I mean."

Warren tensed up a bit. "Well, I loved her. Spent eight years with her, so I think he might've loved me too," he said with a smirk. "But we wanted different things, in the end. I wanted to slow down for a bit. Buy this boat, maybe have a few kids. I wanted success in the music world, but I wanted a wife and kids to share it with. She wanted to keep going. Being an "EGOT" at 24 wasn't enough, she wanted more. I've  always loved her for that. She has so much hunger for life. She wants to live. She nearly gave it all up to settle with me, but I loved her too much to block her dreams. And I loved her enough to let her go. Met Lisa back in '89, had Nina in '94. I'm happy with my life now. I feel like everyone thinks I'm this miserable, washed up drummer, but I'm happy with the life I built for myself."

"Do you still love (Y/N)?" asked Julia.

Warren smiled a sad smile and looked at his lap. "... I'll always love that girl. I see her in everything. I watch her life in pictures now. Hear her voice on the radio. You'll probably have to cut this out too… cause of Lisa, of course… but uh…"the man trailed off, and a haze fell over his eyes as if he was seeing flashes of the past.

"You know something? That night when I first met her, after… after we finished," he shot Julia a look, "I got up to get her a cup of water, and when I looked out of her kitchen window, I saw a shooting star. I'd barely seen two stars in my time spent in the city at that point. We'd just fuckin talked about it! But after that night with her? There one was, shooting across the sky."

Warren chuckled and shook his head. "Goddamn LA Girl Magic."

[prettytoxicrevolver]

omg from the holiday list! scenarios with a plot number 8 with sway and dialogue 21 bc i cannot deal that is so cute 🫣

im hoping I did this justice but like.... honestly this fic is so cute. enjoy!!

The first snowfall of the year was consistently your favorite day every single year. You loved the cold, loved the snow covering every inch of nature like a beautiful pure blanket, you loved snow angels and the memories of sledding and building snowmen with your family and hot cups of coco and a million other memories clouded deep in the individual snowflakes of your childhood. 

So, when your daughter experiences her first day off from school because of the snow you’re practically more excited than she is. You’ve been awake since six, curled up in your favorite chair next to the window rotating between watching the snowfall and becoming engrossed in your favorite book. 

It takes Jeremy another hour or so to get up, you listen as your husband stirs from his sleep and sits up to see the light glinting off the snow creating a halo effect around you. You pick your head up out of your book and turn to see the definition of a prince sitting in bed looking at you. Jeremy has one arm up and resting on top of his head, his body half reclined with tired eyes roaming your figure. The blanket on the bed has slipped so most of his chest is showing and the tired but loving smile on his lips has you melting like the snow will in a couple of days. 

“Good morning,” he murmurs in that deep voice reserved just for you. 

“Morning,” you smile widely, a natural reaction around your husband. 

You place your bookmark inside your book before getting up and climbing back into bed with Jeremy. He pulls you into his side and you rest your head on his chest while his fingers trace lazy patterns on your body. 

“Do you have practice today?” 

“No,” he says, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. 

“Should we go wake up Livvy?” you ask, lifting your head so your chin rests on his chest. 

“No I think-” 

Your husband doesn’t get to finish his sentence, the words cut off by your daughter bounding into the room. She climbs up onto the bed and immediately throws herself down in the middle of you two. 

“Dad it’s snowing!” she squeals in excitement, tugging at Jeremy’s hand so he can look out the window. 

Your moment is paused from then on, your daughter dragging Jeremy to the window and eventually downstairs to eat breakfast and out the door for sledding. You join them as they start to make a snowman, grabbing all of the clothes your daughter asks for. She grabs them from you and starts to dress the snowman her and Jeremy have built. 

Jeremy steps back, making his way over to you and sliding an arm around your waist. You look up at him and he leans down to press a kiss to your lips. 

“Y’all having fun?” you ask and he hums in agreement against you. 

“Momma look!” Olivia calls and you turn to see the snowman dressed in a bruins jacket, a bruins baseball hat, stick arms, a carrot nose and a smile made out of rocks. 

“It looks perfect baby.” 

The three of you head inside for dinner and Jeremy offers to put Olivia to bed afterwards. You’re standing in the bathroom brushing your teeth when your husband sneaks in behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing his face into your shoulder. 

“Is she asleep?” you ask around a mouthful of toothpaste. 

“Out like a light,” he promises. 

He kisses your cheek before letting go and brushing his own teeth. The two of you talk for a bit before heading to bed, Jeremy holding you close while you drift to sleep. 

When you wake up, there’s a tugging on your arm and a quiet voice in your ear. Your eyes snap open realizing it’s your daughter and she has tears in her eyes as she looks at you. 

“Livvy baby, what's wrong?” you ask, sitting up in bed and dragging her into your lap. 

You pull her close, one hand cupping her head to your chest while the other fumbles for the lamp. Once it’s on, your free hand nudges Jeremy until he’s awake before you’re back to focusing your full attention on your daughter. 

“Dad read me a story about a snowman walking around town at night and stealing Christmas presents,” she chokes out, crying hysterically in your arms and you cast a glance at Jeremy who has nothing but regret on his face. 

“It’s not real baby, snowman can’t move,” you promise and your ever defiant daughter sits up in your lap and shakes her head. 

“Yes they can! I saw ours moving when I looked outside!” 

You sigh quietly before carefully maneuvering out of bed and carrying Olivia to the window and pointing outside. 

“They’re not moving baby,” you tell her but she’s still unsure. 

“What about the other snowmen?” 

So, that’s how you, Jeremy, and Olivia end up in the middle of the streets while it’s still snowing, taking a stroll to show her that snowmen don’t actually move or do anything at night. She gazes at them with fear in her eyes at first, but after seeing two or three, she’s moved on to being in awe of the Christmas lights decorating each house. 

The snow has started up again as you walk, and Jeremy pulls you close against him, a soft smile on his lips. 

“You got some snow,” he starts to say, brushing it off your hair and you smile up at him. 

“You look pretty covered in snow,” he starts to say and even after all these years you blush at his words. “Guess that’s why they’re called snow angels.” 

“Oh,” you drag out, dramatically bumping your head onto his chest. “You’re so cheesy.” 

“You love it,” he smirks. 

“I really do,” you respond and his smile widens. 

“Let’s get my girls home, yeah?”

[hadesisqueer]

Okay, doing a RWBY timeline for ages for some characters FOR MYSELF (take this like a grain of salt).

First, let's get the characters that have birthdays (some of them are not really confirmed or are just estimated or just headcanons by EC Myers, but I need something c'mon.)

Ruby Rose: October 31.

Weiss Schnee: May 15.

Blake Belladonna: January 19.

Yang Xiao Long: July 28.

Jaune Arc: February 29.

Neptune Vasilias: May 1.

Velvet Scarlatina: February 14.

Coco Adel: June 11.

Fox Alistair: November 22.

Yatsuhashi Daichi: January 6.

So, we don't exactly have a confirmation of how the school year works in Remnant, but volume 1 starts with them starting Beacon in the Spring semester, so we can assume that their school year works kind of like in Japan in real life. In that case, we can also assume that in a school year, students go from kids being born already during pring to people being born in winter next year, maybe until early March. So, if we're going with that, Weiss is the oldest member of team RWBY, then Yang, and then Blake is the second youngest, since she was born in January (this would change if the school year was confirmed to work from September to June, though, because then she'd probably be the oldest and Yang the second youngest).

Jaune would also probably be the youngest of his team if we took that birthday seriously (I don't really, but idk). Neptune would be one of, if not the oldest of team SSSNN. As to team CFVY, Coco would be the oldest, then Fox, then Yatsu and then Velvet would be the youngest.

Now, like I said, if the school year works like in Japan, then they'd start in spring, then they would have a long summer break, then the Fall semester would start, then they'd have a shorter winter break and then the school year would end and they would also have a short spring break before the next year starts. That somewhat fits RWBY's narrative, considering we know the Vytal Festival and the Fall of Beacon took place during the Fall Semester, which would mean the Fall of Beacon took place about six-seven months after the start of the show if they started in Spring, which if we're considering that team RWBY and JNPR were still First Years, seems the most likely.

So, volume 1 covers all of the Spring semester, and then volume 2 and 3 take place after the summer break and cover the Fall semester until the Fall of Beacon. If Weiss' birthday takes place in Spring, that means that she turned 18 at some point in volume 1, and Yang probably turned 18 between volume 1 and 2, which means that by volume 2 both Weiss and Yang would be already 18, Blake would still be 17 and Ruby would be 15 going on 16 already. By the time we fully see team CFVY, Coco would be 19 and Fox, Velvet and Yatsu would still be 18. Jaune (again, if we take that birthday seriously) would be 17 during the entire Beacon Arc, and I would say Neptune was 18 by the time we met him if it weren't because we actually don't even know if team SSSN were actually First Years or not: as far as we know, they could be CFVY's age.

In any case, we know Ruby turns 16 somewhere in that timeskip at the end of volume 3. And by volume 4, we know it's been several months since the Fall of Beacon, and it's already spring; therefore, Blake has already turned 18 during that timeskip between volume 3 and 4, and so has Jaune. We don't know Ren and Nora's birthdays, but we know they were about 18 too already. Weiss, on the other hand, probably turned 19 sometime during volume 4, if she hadn't turned it already when we saw her.

In volume 5, it's already summer, and the volume covers several weeks, which means that Yang turned 19 around that time as well.

Volume 6 takes place a couple of weeks after the end of volume 5, so it's already Fall (about a year after the Fall of Beacon), so Ruby is 16 going on 17 by that time. The Atlas Arc takes place over the course of several weeks as well; probably like a month and a half or maybe more; to them it's probably November now. So it's safe to assume that Ruby turned 17 by that time. Oscar is also estimated to be about 15 already by now, so he probably was born during the Fall season. Therefore, right now, Weiss is 19, Yang is 19, Ren and Nora are 18-19, Blake and Jaune are 18 going on 19 (well, Jaune's not anymore), Ruby is 17, and Oscar is about 15. Neptune is either 19 or 20 depending on what year team SSSN actually are in, and Coco is already 20, Fox is about to turn 20 as well and Yatsu and Velvet are still 19.

I would talk about Emerald and Mercury's age, but I also actually have no idea what year they were in when they were pretending to be students at Beacon; I know Cinder was passing as an upperclassmen, so it's likely that they were pretending to be upperclassmen as well, but they could have lied about their age just like Cinder did. But since Raven considered them kids, it's probably safe to assume that they're on RWBY's and CFVY's age range, 18-20.

Don't really take this seriously, though, this is just me interpreting their ages and the timeline right now. None of this is confirmed so, again, take this like a grain of salt.

[the-hinky-panda]

The Medic Series: Part I

Title: The Medic Series

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Johnny Coco Cruz x OFC (Morgan "Stitches" Fox)

Summary: Morgan Fox is a nurse who is looking for a fresh start. She leaves La Jolla the night before her wedding for a fresh start in Santo Padre.

Author's Note: This series takes place in the same universe as @bullet-prooflove's Community Series.

Everyone had warned her about taking the job at the Santo Padre Clinic. 

Morgan Fox had graduated at the top of her nursing class. She went through her Emergency Room training in East LA at one of the busiest trauma centers in the state of California. She could treat a gunshot wound blindfolded, find and administer narcan in under five seconds, and she’s enough of a scrapper to hold her own with violent junkies. 

She liked working in LA. She felt like she was actually making a difference when she sat with a prostitute who had a botched abortion and held her hand until the tears stopped. When she was the only nurse that would buy and stash electric blankets for addicts that were going through detox and wracked with chills. When a gang member was killed, she would sit with their family members and assure mothers that there was nothing more they could have done for their children. 

Her father, the CFO for Wells Fargo West Coast branches, had a heart attack and her mother needed help with his recovery so she returned to La Jolla. Unfortunately, survival was not in the cards for her father and a month later he died of a brain aneurysm. Her sister was already married to a megachurch pastor so it was just Morgan and her mother alone in the seaside mansion. The work in the La Jolla hospital was less than satisfying. Women recovering from plastic surgery and malnutrition from starving themselves to fit into expensive gowns for charity events didn’t bring much satisfaction. 

The only thing that kept her in La Jolla was the arrival of a new heart surgeon. He had been doing his fellowship with the cardiac surgeon that operated on her father. Shortly after her father’s passing, Dr. Jasper Wilcox was placed as the on-call heart surgeon and was spending his breaks down by the ER nurse’s station where Morgan worked. He would bring her terrible cups of coffee to hold her over until he could take her out to a five star restaurant. He came from old money and was not opposed to spending it. Morgan’s mother loved him so after six months of dating, a Christmas wedding was being planned. 

Then her world fell apart. She caught Jasper with another nurse in the locker room showers. That was when the rumor mill finally reached her, that Jasper had banged just about every nurse in the hospital. When she went to her mother with the revelation, her mother told her to look the other way. And if that didn’t work, look at his bank account and investment portfolio. But Morgan started looking elsewhere: another LA, another place in need of compassion. That was how she ended up getting the job offer at Santo Padre Clinic. 

It was Christmas Eve when she called the Santo Padre Clinic to let them know she was accepting the nurse position. She waited until her bachelorette party was over before packing her car with clothes and a couple boxes of belongings, and leaving under the cover of night. She left a note for her mother and Jasper, short, sweet and to the point about wanting something more than money and a sham of a marriage. 

She arrives in the bordertown Christmas morning, feeling very much like the refugee family of Mary, Joseph, and Jesus: scared and alone. However, there is room at the town motel and Morgan spends her Christmas day looking for an apartment online and ignoring the texts and calls that are blowing up her phone. She drinks a bottle of expensive champagne and watching re-runs of “The Christmas Story” on the TV. By six am the next morning, she’s dressed in her scrubs and sitting on the cracked concrete steps of the clinic. At 6:30, another woman arrives in faded scrubs, graying hair, and a tired face. 

“Are you Fox?” 

Morgan jumps to her feet. “Yes, ma’am.” 

She scoffs and unlocks the door. “You can drop the ma’am. We don’t stand on much ceremony here. I’m Fernanda. Most people call me Nan.” 

Morgan follows her into the building and helps turn on lights. Nan gives her the tour of the workplace. It’s small, outdated, and falling apart. Their supplies are minimal, the equipment barely functioning. Nan watches her with a skeptical eye. 

“So what do you think, Nurse Barbie?” 

“I think it’s perfect.” 

Nan laughs shortly. “I give you two weeks before you’re back in La Jolla.” 

[aki-bara]

Pokemon Trainer - Nico di Angelo

Absol - The Disaster Pokemon

Long ago, superstitions were spread about it, saying it brought disaster. This fed a hatred of it, and it was driven deep into the mountains. Although it’s said to bring disaster, in actuality, this Pokémon possesses a calm disposition and warns people of any crises that loom.

Absol is mistrusted because it is misunderstood. This reminded me a lot of how others view Hades and his children. Bianca's name is derived from the Italian word for "white," just like absol's coat.

I think this absol and Nico may have met when Bianca was still alive. Maybe she died in the disaster absol sensed and tried to help them escape. Absol probably stuck by Nico's side and helped him survive when he didn't have anyone else to rely on. Maybe it's weird to name your pokemon after someone else, but I think that Nico might do it as a way to remember Bianca and honor her.

Hydreigon - The Brutal Pokemon

It’s said that Hydreigon grew ferocious because people in times long past loathed it, considering it to be evil incarnate and attacking it relentlessly. This brutal Pokémon travels the skies on its six wings. Anything that moves seems like a foe to it, triggering its attack.

Hydreigon is known for it's brutality. Despite this, it's previous evolutions aren't known for being wicked. Deino, it's first form is noted as being blind and "constantly covered in cuts." Since it can't see, it explores its surroundings with its mouth instead. Maybe this made people start to think of it as particularly vicious, but I think if Nico found a little Deino he would just want to help it out.

Just like Absol it feels like a very misunderstood pokemon! It's second stage Zweilous is also said to "get stronger without needing to rely on others." This feels like something younger Nico would have strived for. That and the three heads and the reference to hydras in its name made it feel like a good choice.

Dusclops - The Beckon Pokemon

There are rumors that peeking inside its bandage-wrapped body will cause one to get pulled in through the gaps between the bandages, never to return. This Pokémon hypnotizes its foe by waving its hands in a macabre manner and by bringing its single eye to bear. The hypnotized foe is made to do Dusclops’s bidding.

Dusclops... I basically picked it because it's a ghost type and it has a skull motif. XD Obviously there are tons of ghost Pokemon to pick from, but duskull and dusclops felt like the right choice because of the skeleton elements and the cyclops element. It supposedly looks for and consumes lost spirits into a black hole inside it's body. If you look at it, it sucks out your spirit.

Most ghost pokemon have spooky entries like this, but the whole black hole consuming souls thing kind of reminded me of Tartarus and Chaos from Greek lore so it kind of fits for that reason as well. There's actually a third evolutionary stage for this pokemon, Dusknoir, but you have to trade the Pokemon away for it to evolve the third time. I thought Nico wouldn't want to trade his pokemon, so I kept it as a Dusclops.

Claydol - The Clay Doll Pokemon

CLAYDOL is an enigma that appeared from a clay statue made by an ancient civilization dating back 20,000 years. When they find others of their kind, they cry out loudly and gather together. Large numbers of them can be found in old graveyards.

Claydol is the pokemon I picked to represent the Coco Puffs. Its sort of an artificial pokemon since it was made by ancient people, so I thought that, mixed with its unusual body, fit for the demons Nyx created.

Originally I thought that claydol and its previous stage, baltoy, were based on Haniwa, ancient funerary objects found during excavations in Japan. This would have explained their association with graveyards. But apparently they are actually inspired by Dogū, which predate Haniwa by a LOT. No one really knows what they were for, but one theory I read suggests they were used as effigies, which would explain why they are almost always found with limbs broken off etc.

Either way, aside from the look and creation reminding me of the Coco Puffs, the mystery of the pokemon's source and its association with cultures long past feels fitting for Nico and honestly I needed to give him more type coverage. Just dark types is not a strategically sound decision and I think Nico would take that sort of thing into consideration when building his team.

Houndoom - The Dark Pokemon

It cooperates with others skillfully. When it becomes your partner, it’s very loyal to you as its Trainer and will obey your orders. Long ago, people imagined its eerie howls to be the call of the grim reaper. The flames it breathes when angry contain toxins. If they cause a burn, it will hurt forever.

Houndoom is clearly inspired by hellhounds, so this was a no brainer. It also has skeleton elements, so. /Shrug Perfectly fits for Mrs. O'Leary.

Mr. Mime - The Barrier Pokemon

MR. MIME is a master of pantomime. Its gestures and motions convince watchers that something unseeable actually exists. Once it is believed, it will exist as if it were a real thing.

This one is basically a joke reference to McDonald's. I really wanted to give him at least one fairy type, but mimikyu just felt super overused and I couldn't think of any that would work. I thought of a Florges named Pomegranate, or even a bounsweet with the same name. Gloom was considered. Muk too because you know. Dirt I guess?? Maybe even Abomasnow or Ceititan as a reference to Bob/Iapetus???

But none of them felt like a good fit and the idea of a clown on his team made me laugh. I almost named him Minos, but Ronald is more positive maybe? So he got that name instead.

[harleybeaumont]

Sneak Peek 👀👀👀

It's been a while since I posted but I thought I'd share some of what I have in the works!

Unintentional - Chapter 15

(It's been a long time so I hope you guys haven't forgotten about this one!)

Liam snuggled as close as he could to Max, while his hands were still cuffed to the bedpost. Last night felt like an amazing dream. Everything had turned out perfectly. Dinner, the boat ride, the blue lights he attached to the boat, the proposal.. And especially the amazing, intimate night the two of them had shared together afterwards. Life was good, great even.

Liam’s cell phone buzzed insistently on the bedside table, but without Max uncuffing him, he obviously couldn’t get it. Eh, let it go to voicemail. Liam sighed and rested his head against Maxwell’s, but before he could go back to sleep, his phone buzzed again. Then Maxwell’s started ringing.

“Hey.. babe, your phone.” Liam whispered, causing Max to wake up and look around in confusion as both of their phones continued ringing.

Max fumbled with his cell phone, placing it to his ear as he lay back next to Liam. “Yello?” He mumbled and rubbed his tired eyes. “What?!” Max shot up, gripping the phone tighter, looking back at Liam.

“What? What is it? Who is it?” Liam searched Maxwell’s stricken face. Clearly something horrible had happened. “Max! Is everyone ok?”

Maxwell blinked back tears, “Hang on a sec, Ri.” 

It was Riley… That means something awful must have happened to Drake! “Oh god, is Drake ok?!”

Max dropped the phone and quickly unlocked Liam’s cuffs. “Yes. Everyone is ok, babe.”

He grabbed the phone off of the bed and put it on speaker. “Hey Ri, Liam’s here with me. Can you, uh.. Repeat what you told me?”

Riley sighed deeply. “God.. I’m so sorry about this, guys. It looks like the world found out about your engagement already. The media is going insane.”

Mardi Gras Mayhem

(a collaborative fic I've been working on with a few other writers! I'm writing for Maxwell, Tariq, and Neville! Here's a bit of Max and Tariq's!)

Maxwell

“Tonight you are an honorary member of my bachelorette party and we are gonna make sure you have a good time.”

“Whoohoo!” Maxwell yelled as he jumped in the air with a huge grin. “I’m Max, by the way.”

The bride-to-be pointed to all the women in the group in turn. “Ginger, Allison, Mandy, and Hope. And I’m Jess.”

Max could barely contain his excitement. “How did Mandy get that adorable plushie!? I need one! Need!!!”

Mandy laughed, “Watch and learn! Ready ladies?”

Another float began making its way past and the ladies jumped up and down, screaming along with the crowd. Suddenly, the group raised their tight t-shirts again, exposing their breasts and shimming around. Maxwell watched in awe as the men on the float reached into their bag and threw cups, plushies, beads, and bejeweled flip flops right in their direction. Holy shit! The secret is.. titties!!

Tariq

“Ladies! Get out here!” Coco called out and several half dressed women emerged into the room.

“Oh dear! I’m so sorry!” Tariq covered his eyes and spun around, mortified. He had witnessed more nudity on this trip than he had ever seen in his life!

“What do we have here?” A deep voice asked curiously and Tariq lowered his hands. When he looked at the person in front of him he saw a six foot tall woman with broad shoulders, makeup, a wig cap, and a gold dress. To the left of them, a man was changing out of a button up shirt and into a rainbow halter top.

For the first time since he arrived, Tariq noticed how tall the waitresses on either side of him were. The more he looked around, the more he realized how tall everyone in the dressing room was. 

“Oh dear,” Rosy chuckled. “I think he just now figured it out!”

Tariq looked around, feeling embarrassed by his naivety. “This is a.. a..”

“A drag show, honey!” Coco laughed.

The Shower Slip Up

(I have been teasing this one for a while and I honestly have no idea why I haven't posted it yet! Gonna try to post this next week! This is a one shot from my fic Love Me The Way I Am with Maxwell x MC (Harley). I'm just gonna leave you with this one sentence 🤣🤣🤣)

If anyone had told Harley that stuffy, prudish Bertrand Beaumont would one day be laying next to her nude, she would have thought they were insane.

I am also working on the final chapter of Maxwell's Jolly Holiday, but so far it's only in my head so I don't have anything to share! 😆 😅 don't worry I didn't forget about it!

[romanxdrake]

@pxtitxrosx common room / dec. 10th

he'd asked charlie to meet him in the common room around six, giving himself enough time to ready things for their evening together. it had taken some time to figure out the large fireplace but several cuss words and some elbow grease later it was filling the room with a comfortable heat. he'd rearranged the room so the couch was closer to the fire and a small table sat near with two mugs of hot coco, piping hot and filled with tiny marshmallows the way he figured charlie liked it.

roman felt out of place sitting on the couch. his shoulders hunched as he fidgeted with the book in his hands, reading the front and back covers to give his mind something to do. he wore a dark sweater borrowed from the closet of the apartment he'd been staying in, the fit close enough to what he usually wore. his hair was growing thick on both his head and beard and he'd need to find a way to cut it soon but for now he enjoyed the added warmth.

his mind wondering, roman found himself unconfidently repeating the name of a recipe from the book he was now holding. "vi-vichy....ssssoise. vichysoi.... vychi..." his tongue seemed to refuse all attempts at pronouncing the french word.

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We finally have our teaser for THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE WAR OF THE ROHIRRIM!

I think it looks pretty cool. The backgrounds are absolutely gorgeous, and it's nice to see a big 2D animated film getting a wide release. J.R.R. Tolkein's Middle-Earth is actually no stranger to animation, as it has seen animated adaptations going back to the 1970s... You also had the still-pictures short put together by animation legend Gene Deitch in the 1960s that was never meant for release to the public, more to establish a trademark. Described as an "ashcan copy", this was when producer William Snyder's Czechoslavakia-based Rembrandt Films - where Deitch worked, and made all of his TOM & JERRY cartoons circa 1961-62 - briefly had the rights to turn the books into a feature, but it didn't materialize.

Rankin-Bass - in working with Japanese-based animation studio Topcraft - finished the first screen adaptation in 1977 with an animated TV movie called THE HOBBIT, and a year later, Ralph Bakshi rolled out his rotoscoped adaptation titled THE LORD OF THE RINGS. Bakshi's RINGS didn't lead to a sequel despite being a part one and also being a box office success, while Rankin-Bass HOBBIT got a follow-up in the form of THE RETURN OF THE KING in 1980.

But Peter Jackson really set a standard with his ambitious, visually resplendent adaptations. Not just for LORD OF THE RINGS adaptations, but also big-budget fantasy movies in general. Even his HOBBIT trilogy was thought to have fallen way short of that classic trilogy...

So where do you go from there? How does an animated version made nowadays do its own thing and sit nicely alongside the Jackson trilogy?

Warner Bros.' marketing seems to think that beginning the trailer with moments from the Jackson films is the way to go... And then wham-banging from those big budget productions into... An anime film that's noticeably a lot lower budget. I think that's not gonna go over great for a lot of audiences, who will be thinking after those first 30 or so seconds... "Wait, why is this a cartoon?"

And what's your explanation? "It was to keep the rights"?

I think it looks cool, then again I'm an animation fan. I gladly ate this up when they announced it a few years ago. I remember INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE getting that sort-of "wait, they're doing a cartoon now?" reaction before it came out. We already had the three big-screen live-action iterations of the character (Sam Raimi trilogy with Tobey Maguire, the 2nd Sony series with Andrew Garfield, and the MCU movies with Tom Holland), and we had VENOM just a few months earlier which was possibly setting up another distinct universe... So this was yet another Spider-Man movie, another universe, and it was animated...

SPIDER-VERSE opened okay in December 2018. $35m wasn't bad, per se, but not exactly great. That was lower than what, say, fellow Sony Animation movie HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA opened up with six years earlier. It wasn't anywhere near a more recent Pixar original like COCO ($50m)... But then something happened. Those who saw the movie raved about it. I know I sure I did, I caught it opening day. And the movie went to make over 5x its opening weekend gross and more than covered its $90m budget. $380m+ worldwide was pretty successful, though it was far below what the live-actions all took in. Even the more mixed Garfield movies, AMAZING SPIDER-MAN 2 made over $700m worldwide back in 2014...

Cut to ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE, which took in over $380m DOMESTICALLY last year, and $690m worldwide. INTO got by on being great and audiences discovering it... Maybe a similar leggy performance awaits WAR OF THE ROHIRRIM, if it's pretty good. It does face some screen battling with MUFASA and SONIC 3, along with... Coincidentally, Spider-Man villain movie KRAVEN THE HUNTER.

I'm very curious to see how it does, honestly. Do I think the future of wide-release 2D movies rests on its back? Absolutely not. An anime adaptation of a well-worn property that's really just a rights-grab is not some great decider, and shouldn't be seen as one IMO. If it does well, I think it'll just be viewed as a sort of one-time thing. Not absolute proof to executives that full-on 2D animation units MUST be invested in. If the occasional 2D SPONGEBOB movie or whatever can't, this certainly won't. It would have to take multiple 2D movies making FROZEN numbers back-to-back... Yeeeeah... I think a lot of 2D purists don't realize that are so many editorial, financial, and technical factors at play that keeps the wider American feature animation industry dead-set on just using CGI. Not cheaper, but easier in some regards, and it's also their way of not dealing with certain aspects of 2D production that they didn't have much control over.

Anyways, I hope this movie does well, and it's neat to see animation filmmakers playing in this particular sandbox. Showing that anyone can take a crack at the property once again. After all, director Kenji Kamiyama - in addition to having a history dating back to the '80s - did direct a STAR WARS: VISIONS short and BLADE RUNNER: BLACK LOTUS.

In general, I like this sort-of current wave of big screen animated feature adaptations of properties largely synonymous with live-action movies. Spider-Man, Ninja Turtles, Transformers, ya know. Movies that are more than just "Oh, and the cartoon." SPIDER-VERSE and MUTANT MAYHEM did such cool things with the medium and the properties they were adapting, and TRANSFORMERS ONE looks to do the same.

(Yes, I know, there was a CG TMNT movie in 2007. It made its money back, I know. It kinda just came and went, though, in the public conscious. Whereas MUTANT MAYHEM was acclaimed and it has a sequel coming. And I'm also aware of the 1986 TRANSFORMERS movie. It's why I said "largely synonymous with"...)

I wonder if more happen. I'd imagine it'd be for another franchise, though, not an animated take on a standalone live-action classic. Like, don't expect a really sick animated FRENCH CONNECTION film or something like that. Surprised Disney doesn't get the jump on an animated STAR WARS movie that's NOT a pilot for a TV series (yes, I also know the 2008 CLONE WARS movie exists). Warner Bros. was silly to not make that animated BATMAN BEYOND movie pitched a little while back. Maybe a horror mainstay could be next? Wasn't there an animated NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET in the works at one point? More animated horror would be neat, honestly.