#i like these outfits but jade's dress confuses me a little

[yaoisquidbob]

[solxamber]

So, reading that fashion disaster reader, I want to ask how would everyone else (seperately, if possible) would react to fashion disaster Yuu and to the Crewel's and Vil's reaction?

thank you for the request! I kept it a little short but if you want anyone's longer, just let me know <3 Characters: All NRC + Staff + Rollo Part 1 with Vil and Crewel here

Riddle Rosehearts:

Before: He’d be mortified, his eye twitching in disbelief. "Rule 203 clearly states: Students must dress with decorum! What…what is this?" He’d try to ban your entire outfit for being an affront to Heartslabyul’s order.

After: Relieved and pleased. "Finally! You’re within the bounds of fashion etiquette. You’re setting a much better example now."

Trey Clover:

Before: Trey would give you a gentle smile, but his eyebrow would twitch. "You look, uh… comfortable? Maybe Vil could give you some tips…"

After: "Wow, you clean up really well. Nice to see you let Vil and Crewel work their magic."

Cater Diamond:

Before: He’d be snapping selfies with you, hashtagging #BoldChoices #FashionDisaster #OMGWhatIsThis. But deep down, even he couldn’t handle it. "You’re killing me, but this is hilarious!"

After: "Now that’s a look that’ll get you trending for the * right reasons! Let’s get another selfie. #FashionGlowUp!"

Ace Trappola:

Before: "What in the seven are you wearing?! Are you trying to blind us all or is this some kind of prank?" He’d mock you endlessly.

After: "You actually look… good? Whoa, Vil really pulled off a miracle."

Deuce Spade:

Before: He wouldn’t know how to approach it politely. "Uh… You sure that’s…right?" He’d second-guess himself but try to support you anyway.

After: "Hey! You look awesome now. Nice job!"

Leona Kingscholar

Before: Leona would look at you, groan, and then roll over to take a nap. "You look ridiculous. Do whatever you want, herbivore. I don’t care."

After: "Huh, didn’t think it was possible, but you’re less of an eyesore now."

Ruggie Bucchi:

Before: He’d laugh until his sides hurt. "Heh, are you doing this on purpose? This is hilarious!"

After: "Vil and Crewel got to you, huh? Well, you definitely don’t look like a clown anymore. Nice upgrade."

Jack Howl:

Before: Jack would be confused. "Why are you dressed like that? Isn’t that… impractical?" He wouldn’t get why anyone would wear such an outfit.

After: He’d nod approvingly. "Now that’s better. More efficient, too."

Azul Ashengrotto:

Before: He’d adjust his glasses, hiding his discomfort behind a business smile. "Perhaps you might be interested in a makeover contract. For a modest fee, of course."

After: "Ah, much better. Consider this an investment in your future…image."

Jade Leech:

Before: Jade would smile his eerie smile, but his eyes would narrow in curiosity. "What a… unique choice. I trust there’s an explanation for this?"

After: "Ah, a significant improvement. You look quite presentable now."

Floyd Leech

Before: Floyd would crack up and nickname you something like "Clownfish." He’d tease you every chance he got. "Hahaha! What kinda sea creature are ya trying to be?"

After: "Boooo, now you’re no fun. You’re too normal now."

Kalim Al-Asim:

Before: Kalim would be completely unbothered. "Wow! That’s such a fun outfit! I love all the colors!" He’d probably compliment you

After: "You look so stylish! Did Vil help? He’s amazing!"

Jamil Viper:

Before: Jamil would pinch the bridge of his nose. "You’re attracting too much attention. Please… just tone it down."

After: He’d breathe a sigh of relief. "Finally. I can look at you without getting a headache."

Rook

Before: "Oh, mon cher! Such daring, such avant-garde!" Rook would dramatically praise your boldness, though it’s unclear whether he genuinely liked it or was just entertained.

After: "Magnifique! You now embody the very essence of beauty and grace!"

Epel Felmier:

Before: He’d be torn between finding it hilarious and hoping Vil didn’t see you like that. "Whoa, what’s that getup? You really don’t care what anyone thinks, do ya?"

After: "Hey, look at you! Now Vil won’t roast us both."

Idia Shroud:

Before: He’d wince and immediately pull up his hoodie, wanting to avoid eye contact. "Uh… Yeah, that’s… something. Did you lose a bet or…?"

After: "I guess Vil’s magic worked. You look like a normal NPC now, congrats."

Ortho Shroud:

Before: "Oh! That’s such a cool outfit! But maybe Vil might have some better ideas?" He’d try to be polite.

After: "Wow! You look so amazing now! Big brother was impressed!"

Malleus Draconia:

Before: Malleus would be unfazed, possibly curious. "You wear strange garments, but I suppose it suits your unique aura." He might think it's some sort of fashion ritual.

After: "You look more refined now, though I did find your previous attire… intriguing."

Lilia Vanrouge:

Before: Lilia would love your odd fashion sense, probably find it nostalgic. "Haha, you remind me of the old days when we wore whatever we could find!"

After: "Ah, you’ve grown into a more elegant butterfly! Though, I will miss your… eccentric flair."

Silver:

Before: Silver would be confused but wouldn’t judge too harshly. "Is this normal fashion? I… don’t really keep up with trends."

After: "You look good now. Vil and Crewel really did a great job."

Sebek Zigvolt:

Before: He’d be outraged. "HOW DARE YOU DRESS LIKE THIS IN THE PRESENCE OF MALLEUS-SAMA?! Have you no shame?!"

After: "Finally, you show some respect! You are no longer an eyesore."

Rollo Flamme:

Before: Rollo would be horrified. "How could you walk around dressed like this? This is an affront to decency and modesty!"

After: Reluctantly approving. "At least now you don’t look like you’ve descended into madness."

Crowley:

Before: Crowley would overreact, saying something like, "Ah! Such tragic attire! Fear not, for I shall personally oversee your rehabilitation, even if it wasn’t my fault to begin with!"

After: "Ah, what a stunning transformation! I knew you had it in you all along, of course."

Mozus Trein:

Before: He’d shake his head, muttering something about the younger generation. "I cannot understand these choices. Please, for the sake of my old eyes, change."

After: "Much better. At least you now resemble a student who takes their education seriously."

Ashton Vargas:

Before: Vargas would shrug it off. "As long as you can run laps, I don’t care what you wear."

After: "Lookin’ sharp! Just don’t let it slow you down on the field."

Sam:

Before: "Well, well, look at you! I have some accessories that might make that outfit pop even more!"

After: "Ah, I see Vil’s had a hand in this. You’ve got the look now!"

Grim:

Before: "Nyahaha! What kinda weird stuff are you wearing?! You look like you got dressed in the dark!"

After: "Wow, you actually look good now! Guess you’re not as hopeless as I thought."

Masterlist

[poppurini]

him as a private tutor

leona, jade, malleus, lilia & gn reader

magicless au, platonic, for fun

˖ leona kingscholar

“Just Leona. Let me see your textbook.” no introductions or anything, just straight to the point. probably doesn’t ask for your name since he already knew. yes he didn’t prepare anything beforehand, no flipping through your syllabus before the actual tutoring because this man just skims through your textbook under twenty minutes and started teaching. yes he’s good at it. unfair, really. sometimes he’ll get a generational shock at the current syllabus though. “The hell are kids learning these days.” “Do you even need these in real life.”

he may seem like an indolent man (and he is) but it’s honestly so impressive of him to be able to understand your syllabus the moment he reads through them and being able to teach you about it.

strictness is 4/10 he doesn’t really care if you didn’t do the homework he assigned bc he’s not gonna be the one failing those exams that determines 70% of your future. yes those were his exact words. he might nag you a little but after that nothing’s on him. clocks off right on time.

˖ jade leech

this mf whips out a whole stack of 9cm tall worth of exercises for you because he thinks it’s funny. eerily friendly. might unintentionally make you feel a little dumb when he does that little inhale and tilts his head slightly, looking genuinely confused as to how you could get this question wrong. wears glasses (i know what jade leech stans are) occasionally. yes those attractive thin framed ones. only when you’re halfway selling off your soul to deal with the mountain of exercises he’s telling you “Oh, you needn’t get all of them completed today.” with that very innocent smile.

strictness is 7/10 he’s scary when he’s strict. might let you off the hook once or twice with incomplete homework (only with valid reasons tho) but afterwards that service smile drops and questions why you’re so reluctant on doing homework. it’s just a 2k word essay. also clocks off right on time even if he’s about to finish teaching a topic he’s not going to provide free labour.

˖ malleus draconia

this man is INSANE literally not one day does he wear a casual outfit to your sessions it’s always professional wear with him. yeaah i’m back with my dress pants dress shirt along with vest plus neat tie malleus only this time he doesn’t have his collar unbuttoned and sleeves rolled up sob sob gotta look clean. intimidating asl but that’s just bc he’s bad at connecting with the younger generations (or anyone, really) however it’s very sweet of him to still try and crack some academic related jokes with a straight face (it’s up to u whether they’re funny or not) hoping you’ll laugh. look he really wants u to open up to him so that u can absorb knowledge better instead of being constantly on edge around him ok

strictness is 9/10 oohlala much like jade he’d close an eye if it’s not a frequent occasion but he demands respect and you constantly putting off the works he assigned to help you clearly shows you don’t think of him as anything. he is patient and nice but only when you deserve it. also he’d delay a maximum of twenty minutes of your time after class ends just to finish talking about the topic.

˖ lilia vanrouge

DEADASS the most fun tutor ever. he’s all malleus ever want to be. bought drinks or snacks on his way and decided to buy you some too (just take it even if the flavours are weird). this man makes you comfortable around him instantly and teaches better than most of your teachers in school. definitely checks out your stationary while you’re suffering in doing matrixes. you can hear him mumbling to himself sometimes “Broo we didn’t even have these back then.” and it’s a squared glue stick. “Can you link me where you got this.” also THE most patient tutor and he won’t even let you feel bad for making him explain the same thing for the nth time. his job is to teach! not scold.

strictness being a 2/10 he’ll still advise you to do your homework but not in a scolding manner. he’ll really gently talk you into doing them for your own good unless you’re outright being disrespectful then the rate changes :p will ask if you want him to continue when the clock strikes end of session. if you don’t, okay! he’ll get back to it next lesson.

[jester-lover]

A Sunday Kind of Love

Twisted wonderland characters with a girlfriend who wears suits

feat- Trey, Jade, Floyd, Jamil, Rook, Lilia, and silver

cw- fluff, stupid gender roles being destroyed, very flustered boys, insecurity (not from the reader), talks of gender roles/identity, whoever reads this is so cool, reader is so hot and confident (did I mention she’s so hot)

Trey

Mmm domestic baker boy

He is so enamored with your confidence and classy attitude

For the first time in his life, he’s genuinely flustered by the sheer presence of another person

You two tend to both keep Riddle in check, him with his calming attitude, and you with your gentle sternness

The place where he comes from, women are expected to be more subservient, so he likes to think of you like the Queen of Hearts herself, a headstrong woman capable of taking control of her own destiny

Trey loves when you allow him to help you with your outfits, like buttoning up your jacket for you

He was probably a little intimidated by you at first, with your powerful aura and sleek aesthetic, you brought intimidation with you wherever you went

Another thing Trey loves is order and cleanliness, your clean and sublime aesthetic keeps him stable

Househusband material, no explanation needed

“Sweetheart, your lapel needs fixing, do you mind if I get that for you?”

Jade 

The both of you have such staunch, serious aesthetics, with such caring, passionate personalities behind them

You value the way you dress and look in a way Jade admires greatly, he knows the value of dressing well to create an image for yourself

Jade understands the trust you can earn from people when they deem you to be elegant and professional

You two revel in the looks of both awe and confusion, hand in hand

No matter if you're wearing the most outlandish colorful suit, he’ll find an accent color to incorporate into his own outfit

It's a small way for him to show people that he’s taken

His air of confidence is often left on his coat hanger, knowing that the both of you have a shared sense of comfort with one another always makes him smile

Jade knows what it feels like to not entirely fit into a societal mold, he himself is a literal fish out of water, and he understands that he needs to support you as a young woman accidentally portaled to an all-boys school

You two find unity and connection in your differences

“Dear, would you like to share a cup of tea after my shift is over?”

Floyd

Floyd enjoys fashion and business-type silhouettes, even if he tends to loosen up his own

Seeing that you are a young woman, and Floyd is (begrudgingly) respectful of your personal space, he’ll always ask before squeezing you

That is until you start squeezing him first

He loves a woman who takes initiative!

Floyd absolutely adores all of your more fancy outfits, especially during galas

He finds those fancy events so boring, until you show up and blow everyone out of the water

Floyd finds it especially funny when irrelevant little guppies try to make fun of your traditionally masculine attire, and you just laugh at them

You two share a similar aloofness towards the opinions of others, and it just brings you closer together

After a while, he is sorta wrapped around your finger, grinning and going pink at every wink you send his way

“Shrimpy’s dressed all fancy, is it just for me?”

Jamil 

Jamil tends to prefer more casual clothing for himself, but the allure of you in a full suit is powerful to him

You probably meet at one of Kalim’s parties, where your aura of grace and androgyny catches his attention

If he finds time to talk to you, he’ll be stuttering over himself constantly

Why would a strong, successful young woman like you want him? Why would you settle for second best, when you could have Kalim and by extension everything else?

You did want him though, you appreciated his tough work ethic, and his dreams to better himself beyond his condition

Jamil usually finds dressing or taking care of other people to be tedious, but when it's you, he can’t refuse

He loves helping you style yourself, especially if you let him do your nails to match

Small moments of time shared between the two of you, helping you tie your tie, or do your makeup, keep Jamil going

Another one who’s prime househusband material

“I-I’m not blushing, now would you let me paint your nails in peace?”

Rook 

Rook is very curious about you when he sees you, sure, he knows about feminine men, but he has yet to converse with a masculine woman!

Oh but when he does, Rook finds himself startled

He has never met someone with such effortless charisma, such power and dominance in language alone!

Our poor little french boy has a crush almost immediately

He writes you poetry about your beauty, about the gorgeousness of your androgyny and loving spirit, slipping the notes into the shaky mailbox outside Ramshackle 

Rook thought he would get away with it long enough to confess, but you were too smart, and figured out it was him, his red face during that conversation was delightful

With Rook as your partner, you often take long walks together, hands placed snugly in your suit pockets

His favorite accessory on you is a pair of cufflinks, which he gets you often as gifts

“Mon ange, you look absolutely brilliant, the two of us will be the talk of the town!”

Lilia 

Lilia is often considered to be a feminine individual by strangers, he knows what it's like to break gender norms

You have a certain air of power around you he has never seen on a human, so he often jokingly questions if you are human after all

It's almost impossible to make Lilia blush, the closest you’ve ever gotten was during a dance, when you spun and dipped him

Lilia often goes clothes shopping with you

Especially if you enjoy a more vintage aesthetic of suits, who’d be better to ask then someone who was actually there?

He loves your confidence most of all, Lilia is very comfortable in his skin, so of course he’d want a partner just the same

You know you’re hot, he knows he’s hot, it's a match made in heaven 

“Beastie, your tie is shifting, won’t you allow me to tuck it in for you?”

Silver 

The moment you walk through the portal, Silver has his eyes on you

You love flustering him, he’s such a sheltered person after all

Pulling him in by his collar to kiss him, wrapping your arms around his shoulder in pictures, and so much more

Silver is enamored by the way you dress, it feels so mysterious and yet so open and kind

Besides teasing your poor little boyfriend, you also love being affectionate towards him, like slipping your blazer over his sleeping form whenever he falls asleep in inconvenient places

He saw you then, with your blazer off and your vest slightly unbuttoned, and he knew he saw beauty in its purest form

Silver may be shyer when it comes to romance, but you’re naturally dominant nature helps him push himself forward with you

Everytime he buys you a bouquet of flowers, he makes sure to tuck one into the pocket of your suit, so you can keep a bit of his love with you at all times

“I saw these black petunias, and they reminded me of you, I hope whenever you look at them you think of me too.”

[davekat-sucks]

(Found this image on Twitter)

I really don't like the Omega kids. I take them as seriously as I take the alphasprites, they don't exist to me. Hearing you guys talk about these little mistakes feels like watching everyone talk about a hypothetical scenario or dream some guy had once... which is the Homestuck experience now.

I dislike them, but it's not just because their stories stem from terrible couples, it's because they're so over designed but there is no meaning to anything.

It's cute Tavros has a bow tie and that Harry has a bandana but those feel like little trinkets that should have been added on later after we get used to seeing them. Show me their personalities first before you overload a character with this much clothing. Yiffy is the worst of these. It's too much. For some reason Eridan feels like a simpler design than this avril lavigne clone. There is something less cohesive and more busy about these designs than the original cast. Maybe it's because it has too many different grays and blacks. She looks more like a vast error character than a Homestuck one.

Look at how simple the character designs start out as, and then they purposely make their own outfits that fit their interests and personalities. Dirk may be a bit of an exception here actually, he changes his clothes right after he is introduced. Which introduces him as anal.

There is meaning here. There is a purpose that the story shares throughout it's run. Look at Rose's dress it was made from the velvet pillow introduced when her mom one-upped her and Roxy's outfit here clearly being a reference to her mom's love of knitting. There is a reason Jade wears blue and John wears green even though that isn't their colors. Dave's shades are a gift from John. John is wearing a bootlegged slimer shirt. I'm not saying the Omega kids need every article of clothing to have a backstory, but if they wear this much clothing it doesn't tell me much.

Why does Yiffy wear cleats if she was hidden away from the world? Did she run around in a backyard like a dog or something? I don't even remember if that is her story or not, I forgot so much about her because I was more focused on how she was a child that Rose had behind her wife's back. They're overloaded with drama too.

To add to that. I haven't placed much thought in it but I don't know what the Omega kids color scheme is supposed to be. I assume the Beta kids colors come from basic web colors. If you invert the beta kid's colors you get the Alpha kids color scheme.

The Omega kids just feel scattered and unorganized. It makes them feel even more meaningless because they don't fit in. If that is the point then why not have five kids to really fuck with the system here? The writers should have really ran with the whole "we're flipping the script and subverting expectations" thing.

I also don't give a shit if this is nitpicky, I'm sure you guys can all see there is something off about the omega kids.

I agree about the accessories doesn't really show they are connected with the Beta Kid adults. If the bandana is suppose to be like a replacement to how Roxy wears a scarf, then let the boy wear a scarf and not a stupid gay bandana. You think that Kanaya, who is a fashionista herself, would be critical of what her daughter, Vrissy wears. And if you are saying she would never reprimand her daughter because she looks like her crush, then that brings up a worse implication that she really is grooming her to be like Vriska by enabling her bad habits. What confuses me is Tavvy's overshirt has the matching color of Gamzee, the one who MOLESTED HIM. You think after his death, he would never wear that color and be disgusted by any shade of purple that's within his sight. Unless him still wearing that purple vest now is still symbolizing he is still bound by Gamzee or can't move on after what he did to him.

But yeah, nothing about the Omega Kids designs makes sense. And I still am on the side that laughs at Yiffany looking more like Nostalgia Critic.

[xstrawberryshiftsx]

How I met my better cr s/o PT3

(This song represents our relationship so well omg)

PART ONE/PART TWO

Caster:

Cindy:

Min-jun

Jade:

James:

Bell:

that night they stayed outside for hours, laughing and talking-something changed between the two of them. They still hated each other and they where always at each others throats but something was different, the tension between the two became something different. It wasn’t very noticeable but it was there

Dove sipped her chai latte listening to Min-Jun speculated and people watch on the people outside the cafe going on their daily lives.

‘I think she’s secretly in love with her-‘ Min-Jun pointed to a girl who was walking alongside another girl, they where laughing and chatting and both had far away looks in their eyes.

humming in agreement Dove put down their coffee and added in.

‘who knows maybe they’re already together’

‘hmm…maybe? Or they secretly both hate each other’ he said reaching over and taking a sip of Doves latte.

the store bell jingled and Clay, Cindy and Jade walked in.

‘hello my loves’ Cindy cooed sliding in the booth next to Min-jun

‘hey mates’ Jade chimed in

‘you all look like shit’ Clay lovingly added.

they chatted for a while before the conversation was steered into the Halloween party Clay was holding.

‘so what are we wearing for Halloween?’ Jade asked as she fiddled with Doves hair

‘I’m going as Draculaura obviously’ Cindy was obsessed with monster high-it was how she and Dove became friends in the first place

‘Me and Clay are going as the Lorax and the o’hare’

‘Me and Jade are going as a white and black angels’ Jade had been planning the Halloween costumes for ages she adored Halloween and her parents where rich so good costumes where never an issue

Caster looked in the mirror and groaned

‘Jesus why are you making me wear this?’

it was a half open black shirt and black pants, he had on black horns and was carrying a-you guessed it-black trident.

‘ooh! It’s so cute omg!’ Bell squealed, she was wearing a hello kitty outfit-slightly diffrent aesthetics.

‘Mhm okay…remind me why again I’m doing this?’

Bell grinned and giggled

‘That’s a secret! But you do have TV rights for a week…so keep that in mind’

‘two weeks…?’

she paused

‘two weeks.’

To Jades credit the costume was cute-super cute.

Clays house was filled to the brim of people and everyone was somehow touching everyone. But it was fun and she was with her friends.

‘oh my god this is amazing’ Cindy laughed pointing to the kitchen, jade confused by her outburst looked over and gasped.

‘this is to bloody good’ Clay laughed nudging Min-Jun in the ribs.

‘no no no no omg please no’ Dove groaned because over by the kitchen next to the drinks was Caster…in a matching devils costume

‘Awww you guys are such a cute couple, literally goals’ Min-Jun grinned.

‘I will kill you.’

…

She was wearing a short white dress and white corset, they had matching wings and a halo. it was definitely…something, Caster felt his face redden and he looked away. so this was Bells plan…great

He took a swig of his beer and groaned running his hands through his hair, what was going on with him lately?

…

‘are you going over?’ Jade half whispered in Doves ear

‘what no of course not! That’s-that’s so-so stupid hah…’ Cindy raised an eyebrow and Jade giggled

‘mhm sure okay baby whatever you say’

An hour later and everyone was gone, Jade was passed out on the front lawn, Cindy was making out with some dude from year 12, Min-Jun was playing darts and Clay was…Clay was somewhere…alive hopefully

Dove was alone and a little tipsy but happy, alone but still happy. To be honest she didn’t really know but the music was good and she felt hot so all was well.

Caster had long abandoned the kitchen and was dancing with some girl he didn’t know, she was pretty and blonde, she almost looked like Dove, Which did not matter…at all.

‘this is so fun!!!’ She squealed

‘we should like *hic* do this like *hic* way often cassiepoo’

what was her name again? A part of him felt guilty but the music was loud and she was nice to look at and everyone seemed so free

‘so-sorry Cass I think I might be *hic* a bit drunk’ she giggled loudly and touched his hair

he smiled back at her and laughed, everything was so fun right now! So fun.

‘oh shit I think I’m about to vom-‘ and with that she ran away presumably to the bathroom leaving Caster alone.

he looked around feeling a bit like a fish out of water until he saw her…Dove she looked pretty, so pretty like a doll-that was wearing an Angel costume that was also like a teenage girl, that was also like so so pretty.

why was she alone? Pretty girls should never be alone-wait no Caster hated Dove and people that were hated aren’t pretty right?

‘Hey Dovie…why’re you alone? Have all you friends finally realised your just a big dumb…dumby?’ he snickered at his joke trying and missing at giving her a high five

‘are you drunk?’ She squinted her eyes at him and giggled

‘Nuh uh im the opposite of drunk-not drunk’

Dove raised her eyebrows and nodded, her cheeks flushed slightly, dove was so annoying why was she so annoying? If she wasn’t annoying he’d totally be into her,

‘I’m going outside see you later Cass’

she called him Cass, why did her voice sound so nice all of a sudden?

…

Dove breathed in the fresh air and sighed as she sat down on the patio couch taking out her vape

‘wow vaping should’ve guessed’

huh…Deja vu

they stared at each other for a second before Caster asked

‘do you wanna dance’

(A/N: real subtle Cass real subtle, bro wasted no time)

‘huh?’ Why did Caster wanna dance with her?

‘do you…wanna dance?’

the music was muffled from outside but it was still there… and apocalypse by cigarettes after sex was playing.

‘sure I guess’

she stood up at caster took her by the waist- she felt he heart jump as he mumbled in her ear

‘I think your right’ he sighed, his breath on her neck making hers hitch

‘about what?’

‘I am drunk’ he said matter of factly as he laid his head on her shoulder as they swayed, his hands wandered around her waist line never going above or under but they were definitely…there.

Finally they landed on her hips.

‘uh huh and what made you finally realise this?’

he didn’t answer but his fingers trailed down to the hem of her dress

‘this dress is so pretty’ he breathed in her ear sending chills down her spine

‘god…your so pretty’

her heart was beating fast-that couldn’t be normal right? Surely this was a safety hazard.

‘yeah-I must be drunk’ his hands slowly rose to cup her face

‘because I think this is a good idea’

and then he kissed her

PART THREE IS DONE

@gaiaexploreslife @zipperrants @starrihideshere @catschasingstars @creatorsmelody

THE BUTTERFLYS I GOT WHEN WRITING THIS

IVE NEVER BEEN MORE EXCITED FOR A DR

[bluejaysandblackbats]

The Flames That Burn The Brightest

Fandom: DC Comics, Titans (Fab Five), Arrowfam

Summary: Donna Troy is working as a teacher at a high school, and to her surprise, she comes face-to-face with an old flame who just so happens to be the new guidance counselor.

Chapters: 3/?

Characters: Donna Troy, Roy Harper, Jade Nguyen, Lian Harper, Garth of Shayeris, Dick Grayson, Wally West

Relationship(s): Past DonnaRoy, Past CheshRoy

Additional Tags: Teachers AU, No Powers AU, Donna Troy-centric, Platonic Soulmates Dick & Donna, Parent Roy Harper, Lovers to Friends, Friends to Lovers, Romantic Fluff, Reunions

Chapter Three: First Day of School (Donna's POV)

I started my day an hour earlier. Waking up before the sun gave me time to think. Introduce myself to my students, reviewing the roster, and my lesson plans for the first week. It was all I could think about. High school. I was in my late twenties, struggling to redefine myself, and Garth mentioned something about a shortage of instructors at his school. He made the kids sound so sugary-sweet. I told him to count me in before I had time to think. But I’ve done nothing but think about it since then.   I used to photograph models for a living. Teaching teenagers wouldn’t be anything like that. 

I fed Figaro dry cat food and a little bit of raw salmon before I made my breakfast. He looked up at me with his big gold eyes, probably confused about our early breakfast time. “Eat up, Figgy. Today’s a special day,” I whispered. I tried to hope for the best, but I was frightened. 

He rubbed his cheek against my ankle. It’d been the two of us for a while. The tea kettle whistled, and I poured the hot water over my silicone tea bag. I made the blend the night before—hibiscus and orange with tiny tinges of green tea. I didn’t take sugar in my tea. I used a spoonful of honey and a drop of lemon. I twirled my tea with a spoon before taking it to my bedroom. I lay my outfit out on the bed before taking my towel and caddy to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and showered. My morning routine was strict. I did everything in the same order for over a decade. Make my tea piping hot, brush my teeth, shower, moisturize my face, check my emails, curl my hair, get dressed, and do my stretches while I watch one of my VHS tapes. I watched the same ten movies on VHS in my living room. Dick hates it. This morning, it was the 1996 Romeo and Juliet . I rarely watched the whole movie in one sitting, but this morning I had extra time.

A fitting choice, because I’d be teaching first and fifth-period freshman English classes. My main subject was Photography. Garth said the principal would let me structure the class however I wanted to. My alarm went off shortly after the credits rolled, and I grabbed my bag, camera, and keys. It was a fifteen-minute drive across town, and it took every second of those fifteen minutes to prepare myself for the walk to the front office. Garth was on the phone when I arrived, so I checked my mailbox and headed to my classroom. I spent the better half of two months decorating it and rearranging my seating charts, so I was proud to see my vision perfectly actualized. I placed a syllabus on every desk along with an icebreaker worksheet. Garth stopped by and knocked on my door. “Hey, Donna. I had a little something for your first day. It looks great in here by the way,” Garth smiled as he hugged me and set a little box on my desk. 

“Can I?” I asked. Garth nodded excitedly as I opened my gift. It was a little blue walkie-talkie that hung from a lanyard. It was a lot like the one I had when we were kids. “Oh, Garth, you’re too much.” I laughed as I put it around my neck. 

“Just a reminder that you’re among friends,” Garth smiled, “It works. Oh, and—.” He plugged in the charger and set it on my desk. “I almost forgot to give it to you.” 

“And look… Here’s the best part. You can change the settings depending on the range you wanna reach,” Garth explained as he showed me on his walkie-talkie. “Have you seen Roy yet?” 

Roy? Garth never said anything about Roy being there. Not once. “You didn’t say Roy would be here,” I whispered.

“I didn’t? Do you guys have a problem with—?”

“No, I just—. I had no idea he worked here. Did you mention it to him at least?” I questioned. I loved Garth. Don’t get me wrong, but… How could he glaze over something like that?  

“Um… No… I meant to, but we had summer tryouts for sports and conditioning… He’ll be here late today. Are you guys gonna be okay working together?” Garth asked. 

“Uh-huh. Yeah, we work—. We’ll work great together,” I stammered. Garth nodded. 

“Dee wants to have you for dinner this weekend if that’s okay,” 

I nodded and smiled. “I’d love that,” I answered. 

Garth left me to set up. The first bell rang half an hour later. A few freshmen poured in, instinctively looking at the board for the seating chart. “Good morning, I’m Ms. Troy… And like most of you, this is my first day here,” I smiled, “Welcome to English 9.” 

One of the boys in the front started poring over the first few pages of the syllabus. I nodded. “Ms. Troy, what is your policy on food in the classroom? It doesn’t say anything about it in the syllabus.”

“It’s first period, so I’m sure some of you missed breakfast. Don’t make a mess and there won’t be any issue… Oh, and no nuts,” I answered, “Great question, Luca. That being said… Do you guys want to do the syllabus first or the icebreaker? Show of hands. Everyone who wants to get the syllabus out of the way raise your hand.” 

I had an alright group of kids for the first class. The kids seemed like they were half-asleep, but they did their best to participate. “Okay… Icebreaker it is! Feel free to walk around—.” 

One of the girls came up to me and asked me if I had a pet. It was one of the questions on the worksheet. “Yeah, his name is Figaro,” I answered. She smiled and nodded as she wrote ‘Ms. Troy’ on her worksheet. 

The icebreaker perked them up while I set up the slideshow for the syllabus. “Pass them up and return to your desks,” I gently commanded. After we settled, I explained the classroom rules, and we wrote a journal based on a prompt. Some of the kids read theirs aloud. One of the girls wrote a compelling short story about a bird that people-watched. It was a solemn tale of loneliness and miscommunication. It was a beautiful start to my teaching career. 

The dismissal bell rang, and I let them leave. During that time, I immediately set up the next class’s syllabi and seating chart. Photography . My wheelhouse. I looked through my photographs and smiled when I came across a photo of Garth, Roy, Wally, and Dick when we were kids. A candid picture of their happy faces from a simpler time. I had several copies of that photograph. It was one of my favorites. The guys had the same picture. We’d been through so much together. A few of my students poured in. All different ages and one of them entered holding a teddy bear. I quietly sat in the seat in front of them and tapped their desk. “Hi, I’m Ms. Troy… You must be, Adrian. How are you today?” I whispered. They nodded.

“D—? Do I have to put him away?” they whispered. I shook my head. 

“I’m nervous today, too… The icebreaker isn’t graded. It’s just something you can do if you’re comfortable. It’s not for everyone,” I reassured them. They handed me a note. 

“I’m a boy… My dad’s still getting used to it, so he calls me a she a few times… But—.” 

I looked at him and nodded. “Understood… Should I read it now?” I questioned. 

“Mhm,” Adrian whispered. I smiled and nodded. 

“I’ll give you some space while I read your father’s note at my desk. Is that alright?” I asked. Adrian nodded.

[apollo-gate]

YEAHHH!!!! VANESSA FLUFF LETS GOOOOOO!!! I'm genuinely not sure if it's me you're referring to but I'll do anything for Vanessa Fluff. May I have all 3 pls 🥺 I can wait since you're driving and all. Also, may I pls have a pic of your fur baby?

In return I will say that V was the most popular nickname of the many my friends gifted me which included Van, Vanny, and Batman.

Oh, that is so cool. I want the story of batman one. Did you like to dress up in like all batman stuff? That's cool I was like that growing up and star wars too. I let you in on a secret my room as a kid was decorated with all batman stuff.

Shoot I could just imagine someone shouting "HEY BATMAN." everyone would be confused but you would know. hahaha but Id defiantly would call you V but only after permission. Then again I would probably say your name as it's a good name.

So I have three. I hope you like them as this is the first time I did something like this. And I can get better the more I do them.

Each is an event with Vanessa.

The second one is pure fluff while the first and the third did happen.

My fur baby is at the very end. 👀🤭😁

This one is early on in the story so 4 years before the main story starts. (Atlas is 20 in the current story.)

You look at the time it's 9:30. You pull into the tower's garage. A part of you just wants to go home. You get out and head inside. The garage is empty besides the staff who stays to watch the students. As you enter the lobby you see the receptionist speaking to a young girl. She can't be more than 13. You step towards them.

"What's wrong Stacy." Stacy looks at you. "She's not answering my questions." You look at the girl. She's half-starved and filthy. Stacy would have asked those stupid questions. You sigh and kneel. "Do you know who I am?" She nods. "You came here to be a hero yes." She nods to this. You look up at Stacy "Get the paperwork going I'll take her upstairs." Stacy does not say anything but starts the process of a lot of paperwork.

You stand straight and look at the girl. "Follow me little one." You hit the elevator button.

As you walk into the elevator the girl follows in. She pulls the coat tighter. "I will be filling out your paperwork. As I'm doing that there is a shower and a dresser with fresh clothes. Pick what you like. Dont worry. It's yours now."

The girl looks up at you. Her face is filled with relief and hope. "Thank you," she mumbles. The elevator opens. You walk towards your office. When the elevator opens you lead her to your office.

The door opens and you let her walk in first. She walks in very slowly taking in your office. "The room and bathroom are here. You walk towards the bedroom. You turn the lights on. She walks in after you and you go to the shower and get it running. As you walk out you see she is looking at the clothes.

You leave her in there. You walk out and head to the kitchen area. You remember when Jade suggested the kitchen and it helps. You start to make some food for the girl. By the time you are done, the girl walks in. Her eyes focus on the food. She sat at the table and devoured the food. When she's done you push some more food toward her.

"I know you didn't tell Stacy your name downstairs and that's ok. I don't need that but can you give me a name or maybe what you want to be called now." When the little girl looks up her eyes are sad but you get the feeling it's about something else. Then she gets a thoughtful look. "Atlas," she says hesitantly.

Atlas. An interesting name. "I like it." Atlas beams at you. "So Atlas you got an idea of what you want to wear or the type of mask you like.

Atlas shakes her head. So you give her some ideas for masks. As the outfit will come in time and she can change later.

Atlas perks up at a reflective face shield with a pink band and outline. It will cover her entire face. You also find out Atlas is actually 16 and that she does not remember her family. Your only hope she can grow into the person she wants to be and have the family she deserves.

The Second one. Vanessa and a very tired Mc. (Totally fluff but something similar might happen 😉)

(Vanessa Pov)

You and Mc have been in Meetings back to back. You are exhausted and you notice so is Mc. When you check on them they say they're ok.

You know they are lying. When the last meeting is over you both get in your jeep. As your Driving, you noticed Mc is asleep. You can't help but smile. They work hard for their age harder than most. You do admire their dedication to helping people with power issues.

You notice the grey storm cloud floating above. It starts to rain. You look at the clock. You don't have to be anywhere and Mc could use the sleep. You pull the car over and shut off the engine. As it turns off the rain turns light rain not heavy but just right.

A part of you can't help but get giddy. You step out and shut the door gently. You move and put your hands out and spin. As you spin your dress trails up. It soaked in seconds. The rain gets a little heavy. You get drawn out of your head when you hear the door open and see Mc stand out. Their face is mixed with concern and amusement.

You don't say any words you just freeze in place. You feel the heat in your face. You haven't felt that in years. Mc just walks towards you. You wonder what they are thinking. After all, you look like a dead wet rat. Your skin must look worst than usual.

You then hear a slight giggle leave their lips. "Will you show me how to dance like that?" You can't help but stare. "Yes," the words slip out of your lips before you can think. You want to dance in the rain with Mc.

It's not romantic or at least you don't think so. The splashing of your movements and the way you both do is wonderful. Your eyes never leave them. You do notice Mc looks at you as a person, not as a cold-hearted person or a monster yet. Maybe you can have a friend a best friend again.

The rain starts to pick up. You both run back to your jeep As you get in you close the door fast. Mc isn't far behind. You soaked and so is Mc. You both stare at one another and bust out laughing. You look down and are so glad you didn't wear white or you would be way more embarrassed.

"So what's next" Mc leans over the middle console with a friendly grin.

You can't help but return the smile. "Well how about dinner?" Mc is about to say something till their stomach growls. "Ok, I can eat."

You laugh "As much as I can take us to a restaurant we are not appropriate so you get option two."

Mc pouts. "What was option one."

You move your hands to start the jeep. "Uptowns Gala." Mcs eyes widen. "WHAT how would we get in they don't just let people in."

You laugh at their slur of wording. "I may or may not own it." You turn into the next lane. It's just dead silence nothing is said for a while. You stop at the red light. You look over and see Mcs eyes shining. "That's so cool," they mumble. Your sure they said a dozen other things but that stands out.

Mc clears their throat. "So what option two." You hum and tap on the stirring wheel. "Well, dinner and a shower. I'll cook and you can shower." You're busy turning on your blinker and turning but you're sure you hear Mc gasp and say something.

The rest of the drive is quiet besides the radio on with some news announcements about the cold cases on the Butcer are back. You turn the channel. You check on Mc and see they are looking out the window.

You pull into the underground garage and park near the elevator. "Come on." You get out and feel excited. You haven't had someone over before it's weird. Then a moment of panic hits you. Did you put everything up? You walk faster to the elevator. Mc is right behind you and you run through a list of the items. You put it all away yes you did.

"Oh Mc the elevator goes straight to my apartment so don't worry." As you both enter Mc is leaning heavily on the wall. The elevator goes past many floors. It finally stops at the 80th floor."

Mc walks in and is in awe at your home. You get them into the bathroom and lay some dry clothes for them. You hope they don't mind borrowing yours.

You grin when you start cooking you know what their favored food is and hope they will like it. When you have it almost done they walk in drying their hair. They grin at the food. "It's almost ready to go get the Tv ready." Mc takes off to the living room. You walk in and see a sappy rom-com on. You sit beside them and start watching it. After a while, the food is gone and the movie is off. Mc is leaning on you fast asleep. You smile at them and feel something new and it scares you.

What will they do when they see the real me will they still let me comfort them. You pull them closer. You will enjoy it till it last.

The Third one

This would be roughly 2 years before where the main story starts. So you are DEAD/MISSING still. And Vanessa meets lovely Miss Sloane. this woman might make an appearance later. And what Vanessa feels later well all I'm just pocketing it for later.

Vanessa walks into the training room. After the shitty day, she just needs to get out of the frustration.

Vanessa already got rid of her armor but still feels some blood on her she should shower but it doesn't matter.

As Vanessa turns the last corner she hears grunting in the room. As she walks in she is annoyed someone is there. She figured it is empty with classes being in session.

Vanessa is taken aback by the woman who is running the training bots down. Vanessa catches herself staring at the woman her body is covered in sweat. She shakes her head and decides to start up a session.

Vanessa pulls out two short swords and starts crashing through them. When the session is over Vanessa feels she's being watched. She turns and sees the woman staring at her.

She starts clapping. "That's Impressive but what did they do to you." Vanessa tilts her head. "Sorry." She gets closer "Well by my guess those guys will be prepared in a month." Vanessa rolls her eyes. "I guess you wanted to burn that stress you have." Vanessa smiles and nods. "I did." The woman walks to the free matt. "How bout me."

Vanessa is taken aback. "You want to fight me." The woman shakes her head. "No, I want the famous Ice Queen to fight me." You grumble. You hate that nickname. You're nice it's just that everyone treats you differently now after, after what happened.

Vanessa walks towards her. "Alright, what's your name. I don't recognize you." The woman smiles sharply. "My name, My name can be whatever you want it to be. Cutie."

Did she just, Fuck she did. Great, she's like what half my age. And why am I getting hot? "Cat got your tongue." You sigh "You should stop that." She tilts her head as you step on the mat. "Why would I. Your hoy and I like what I see."

"You don't even. Just get ready" you stammer out. "Alright, So you want to get sweaty and on top or maybe bottom." She teases as she gets ready. You then see her body turn into glass.

"Don't worry Ice Queen you can use that wonderful ice it won't hurt me." You don't get a chance to think before she jumps at you

You throw up an Ice barrier. But she gets a hand through. She then morphs her arm into a sharp blade. You form ice gauntlets to catch it.

Later

Your equal matched. You are both panting for breath. You on one end she on the other. You try one more time as you move you feel it. Your eyes widen in panic. You double over in pain. As you fall you hear the women. Shout. You try to warn her but she touches you. Your ice shoots out. Her eyes widen. "I got you." She pulls you close tightly. All the ice that would overwhelm you goes to her. You hear her grunt but she pulls you tighter. You feel her heart beat its racing. You feel your vision get dark. You lose consciousness.

You wake up to being rocked . You feel safe something you've never felt before. When you look up you see her smiling. She's no it’s impossible "Aspen." you mumble out. She strokes your face and your vision clears. "You ok Ice Queen." You look at her she has such striking silver eyes. "Yeah, I'm ok." You become aware of your position cuddling into the women. And become very hot you pull away. She pouts.

"Aww I was enjoying the cuddle." You flush. You also notice a light flush on her as well. You sit up. "So your um." You nod. She looks away "That sucks. If it gets worse you should see a doctor." You scoff. You look at the time. You need to get to a meeting.

You stand to leave. "So you're just going to leave." You nod. Before you get to the door. "Sloane!!!" You turn to look at her. She's flushing hard. "What?" She moves towards you. "My name is Sloane. And maybe we could meet later." She puts her hands up. "I know you are busy. But I do think you're cute and I want to have the chance to know you." You smile it hurts your checks. You turn and get the door. As you touch the door and walk through the door you stop. "Dinner at 6. Ask the front desk. They will tell you where to go."

Say hello to Gracie.

[wkandaforever]

im obsessed with the whole idea of namor strategically planning to get shuri on his side but not in an evil captor kinda way but more like... in a namor-thinks-he's-so-damn-cool-but-is-actually-kind-of-a-dork kinda way

like he wanted shuri to come visit talokan. but he wanted her to come willingly. he offers her the shellphone but when she doesnt call he specifically instructs his his people to bring her to his kingdom as soon as she even hints that she wants to meet him

then he goes ahead and puts on his best outfit, gets a custom-made royal garb for shuri, invites her to his royal chamber while he's chilling pretending to look busy signing random documents with his fancy-ass quill, strategically places the jade bracelet on the conch so it's the first thing shuri notices, shares his tragic backstory and love for his people to make shuri curious about who these people even are. and as soon as shuri asks the question - BAM. time to drop the funniest joke he practiced with his people multiple times and when no one laughed he still went ahead with it

namor: "well, you can't go in dressed like that." (because i made sure to dress you in the most delicate garb, ensured attuma took off his mask too so there's no way you can breathe underwater - tee hee)

namor: "the hypothermia will kill you instantaneously, your blood will become toxic, and the depths of the ocean will break every bone in your body." *glares*

shuri: *visibly disturbed*

namor: ".... or you could wear a suit! we have some! come on!" *laughs to himself and mentally high fives himself at the immaculate delivery*

like i can just imagine him scrambling to get everything ready, make himself look perfect for the princess' arrival, role-playing with his people like

namor: "and then i'm gonna pause for a sec and then go like 'or you could wear a suit!!!' how's that? wouldn't it be absolutely hilarious???"

talokans: "my king, that's a little too much for a first encounter don't you think?"

namor: "no no it would be perfect! i know the princess her humour is violent! the first time we met she pointed a spear at me!" *chuckles at the memory*

talokans: *confused*

namor: "don't you get it? she wanted to turn me into a fish skewer! do i really have to spell it out for you?"

talokans: *blank stares*

namor: "it was a meat-cute!"

[haruniki]

Haunted House

what's it like in a haunted house with them- Genshin Impact pt. 1

Characters: Hu Tao, Shenhe, Beidou, Ningguang

a/n: this is part of my Halloween event!! you can find it here! I will do my best to update it as i write characters!

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Hu Tao

Probably not the best to go to a haunted house with

Hu Tao enjoys going to them! It's the most popular date option during October for the both of you.

Loves dressing up and going to them! She prefers matching costumes too! You've both ghost, zombies, and vampires before!

Scares the scarers back

Has been banned for some haunted houses for being too scary

Her favorite part of the haunted houses is going ahead of you and hiding, waiting for you to approach

And when you get close, she jumps out to give you a scare

"BOO!! Hahaha! You should see the look on your face! You're as pale as a ghost! Hmm? Aw, come on, don't give me that face, you know i was just joking right? Come here for moment."

Gives you as many hugs and kisses as she can because she feels bad about spooking you, only a little bit though!

Shenhe

Doesn't really understand them

She still goes to them, not because she wants to protect or anything, just wants to experience it

Shenhe most definitely doesn't get scared, mostly just confused by some of the decorations or costumes of the scarers

Tries to eat a fake spider

If you get scared and grab onto her, she turns beet red

Doesn't dress up but she might if you beg her too

She'd most likely just wear a witch hat or the devil horn headband

Keeps a hold on you so you don't get lost or wonder off

Somehow, she wonders off herself and now there's people looking for you to come collect your girlfriend

"..." "So how did you- " " I would rather not speak about.."

Overall, Shenhe will protect you and comfort you if you get too scared! Just be a bit careful about showing too much affection, she might over heat!

Beidou

Objectively one of the funniest ones to go to a haunted house with

She'd boast about how you can grab on to her if get scared and the first jumpscare to happen, she'd jump in surprise (totally not scared at all)

Tries to laugh it off and say it was just a fluke

A lot more careful to pay more attention to her surroundings afterwards

I think Beidou would wear a costume to these but like a really funny one. Like a banana costume or something similar

holds on to your waist and holds you close to her so you don't get lost through the haunted house

If she feels you flinch at anything, she tightens her grip just a bit and pulls you into her side a bit

cracks jokes if things are too dense

if it gets too boring, Beidou will start a eye spy game to see how many random decorations you both can find

steals a spider decorations

"So, we might need to run back to ship." "what? why?" " heh, i may have stolen a decoration."

Cue to you both running

atleast you both have a new decoration for the crux

Lifts you up so you can place it up above the captain cabinet door.

Also gives you a very passionate kiss to make up for making you run

Ningguang

absolute queen

takes getting frightened like a champ, and laughs it off with pride and joy

Doesn't dress in a costume but does wear a nice outfit to go with the theme of the evening

Was mostly invite to it as a guest for a fundraiser or something similar

Thoroughly enjoys watching you interact with everything, and smiles gently when you get spooked by something

Ningguang keeps a hand on the small of your back so she can wrap her arm around should the need arise

Might get annoyed if people walking by gawk at the both of you

Might have to schedule a private visit for just the both of you

Enjoys the decorations and the ambience of it all

Afterwards, she definitely takes you out to eat foods that match the season.

"My gem, are you enjoying yourself? I should've tried to schedule a private event for us, i wasn't expecting so many people. "

Afterwards, Ningguang takes you back to the jade chamber for a bit of pampering and quality time together

[floral-poisons]

Characters - Idia, Rook, Jade and Malleus

May I request his reaction when he catches a glimpse of your room and sees several clothes on your bed while you are busy checking how an outfit looks in the mirror. When he enters and asks you about it, you tell him that you were just choosing an outfit for your date later.

Thank you Flora if you decide to do it. Sorry if this was a confusing req 😅

hey lyza!! of course i have no problem doing this tee hee. it wasn't confusing at all!

MALLEUS DRACONIA

first dates were rough. they were always so nerve wracking, especially since you had a date with a prince.

malleus seemed pretty relaxed. though that was probably because of his older age. he’s probably done a lot more nerve wracking stuff than you have ever done.

he stopped by ramshackle, ready to take you out. but when the door opened, it was grim.

“(Y/N)’s still getting ready. you can come in in the meantime.”

malleus stepped in. he was rather interested in the interior of ramshackle since he’s only really wandered around to look at the exterior. but as he was wandering around, he could hear your voice. you were busy talking to yourself, which was a cute habit.

he was courteous enough to knock and heard your footsteps suddenly scramble to the door. “malleus!” you exclaim.

“hello (y/n).” he glances at your bed, seeing a variety of clothes strewn across it. it looked like you just went shopping.

“i’m so so sorry!” you say. “i’m going to make us late because i’m so busy choosing an outfit.”

“well we’re only seeing a movie and getting dinner. it doesn’t have to be anything elaborate.” he smiles.

“i know. but i still wanna look good, you know. first dates and all.”

“maybe i can help?”

“malleus, no offense, but you wear a lot of black and i want something with color. and from what lilia has told me, you aren’t the best with color palettes.”

ROOK HUNT

rook had arrived early. with flowers! such a romantic was he! of course he looked sharp. vil would not permit him to leave the dorm if he didn’t go on your first date together looking nothing less than perfect. it was casual but a smart casual.

he was expecting you to open the door but there was grim instead. “(y/n)’s still getting ready. you can go to (y/n)’s room. they’re just trying on outfits. (Y/N)! ROOK’S COMING!”

grim did not spare anyone’s ears.

“THAT’S FINE! LET HIM IN!” you exclaim back.

rook walked to your room, still holding the flowers. you were busy looking at yourself in the mirror with the outfit you just chose. today was slightly chilly so you dressed warmer than usual. “my, my trickster. did you just go on a shopping spree?”

“i did actually. a few days ago. a lot of my clothes were all tattered because of the overblots and stuff.” you sigh. “cute clothes. all gone!”

“well i for one think you look cute in anything!”

“what about this?” you turn around. rook’s face said everything.

“maybe let’s not do patterns clashing with one another.”

JADE LEECH

jade was innocently holding a box with him. you had frantically texted him to come asap about ten minutes ago. you were going on a date later but the outfit you chose was a little big and you needed some pins. this wasn’t his first rodeo with outfit adjustments though.

“oh jade.” grim had a blank look on his face. “is that a sewing kit?”

“technically yes. but (y/n) said they only needed pins.”

“is he here?” you called out.

“yeah he’s here.” grim exclaims.

“my savior!”

jade walked up the stairs and knocked on your door first before you let him enter. “i have your pins. what do you need me to do?”

“i just need you to help me adjust these straps.”

“okay got it. and then afterwards do you wanna head out?”

“yeah of course! so exciting to go to dinner with you! it’s at the mostro lounge either way but it’s better than going into town. at least for today.”

IDIA SHROUD

it had taken way too much energy for idia to get out of bed. but he was insistent on taking you out for your first date. he had spent the last few days trying to calm his anxiety for going out.

it was enough being outside of ramshackle though. the next date he was definitely asking if it could be indoors and the two of you order in food or something.

he wasn’t expecting grim to open the door though and idia felt himself jump.

“fire guy. you’re here for the date?” grim raised an eyebrow. was this tiny creature really about to interrogate the idia shroud?

“of course...why wouldn’t i be?” he whispers.

“ugh. (y/n)! your date’s here! still awkward as ever.”

idia shuffled his way inside. he heard your voice coming from your room. he walked over and knocked on the door. “it’s open!”

gently, he pushed open the door. you were busy checking out your outfit. it seemed like too much effort to put in for a small dinner date. “are you...ready?” he glances at the clothes on your bed. a good haul he would say.

though he’s more of a fan of darker clothing.

“yeah i’m finishing up.” you smile at him. “you look nervous.”

“that’s because i am.” he whines, his face going pink and even his hair started to turn into a bit of an orange tint.

“awww. well you’ll do great when we go out, okay?”

“yeah...”

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

what about the raven herself?

Welp, I didn’t expect this one 😅 but since you asked, I’ll provide!

***Standard disclaimer: These are just my personal opinions of the character(s); regardless of what I may think of them, sharing my thoughts is NOT meant to offend or to shame anyone that thinks differently.*** Do I really need to slap the standard disclaimer on a character opinion bingo about my own OC??????

Raven 🥺 my child............................. .. . ....... . .... . .. . .. ......... . . . . .. . .... .. . my birb dotter........... . . . ..... . . . .. ..... . . . .. ... ... . . . .. . . .

WAHAHAHAH I’m very obviously going to be biased with my thoughts 😌 so I hope you’re prepared for that—

When I first had the idea for a “blog mascot” in late spring-early summer of 2020, I had no idea just how attached to Raven I would be. Contrary to popular belief, she’s not meant to be a self-insert or a Yuusona; she’s an OC with her own lore and she exists entirely separate from Yuu. While Raven isn’t a self-insert, she happens to share the same name as my online alias (which I know can get confusing 💦), and she’s also the type of character whose struggles I can relate to. I only put bits and pieces of myself in Raven, a trait or two here and there—just enough to let me comfortably project my issues onto her. She has difficulty expressing her feelings outside of writing, and she longs for the freedom to do as she wishes, to live without restraint… and to understand herself. She feels small and helpless in a world that’s dark and confusing to navigate. In a way, writing Raven gives me a chance to explore and to cope with similar real world issues, so she brings me a sense of comfort and hope. (If you’re interested in hearing a little more about my OC creation process, I’d recommend checking out this post!)

I had many different inspirations when I was designing her looks, personality, and backstory for a cohesive character. What was most important to me was creating an OC that is both layered and “makes sense”. For example, I think a lot of people would describe Raven’s personality as “tsundere”—but why is that? Why is her personality “tsundere”? Because she doesn’t believe she deserves nice things, and she doesn’t think she belongs among humans. Because she’s been betrayed by someone she once trusted, and this reaction is the only defense mechanism she knows. Because her curse may punish her for ever getting too close to anyone. Even her design speaks to who Raven is; she’s trying so hard to emulate Crowley (but more mature), because she doesn’t have a clear sense of what her identity is or what her place in the “story” is anymore, so it’s easier to try and be like someone else. That’s what makes it really fun to design other outfits for her; it feels like Raven’s finally allowed to dress how she wants instead of having to live up to someone else’s legacy. This is totally me playing favorites, but Raven’s really deep 😌 and I hope that more people come to appreciate her for that. (Why not check out this post for more about her? Read the Tale of the Cursed Raven—)

I have the most enjoyment writing Raven interacting with other characters. She takes herself so seriously and tries to act like a refined lady, so it’s amusing when that plays off the callousness of her peers and it forces the childishness she often hides to come out. Jade is particularly interesting to write with Raven, because almost every conversation between them turns into a battle of wits and seeing who can outsmart the other and get them to break and lower their guard Kaguya-sama: Love is War style. I’d like to think that they’re both getting free entertainment from it 😂 With other characters, it’s fun to draw contrasts (Kalim’s/Rook’s/Cater’s cheer vs Raven’s reservedness, Crowley’s immaturity vs Raven’s sense of responsibility, L*ona’s laziness vs Raven’s hard-working nature, etc.), as well as parallels (she and Silver are both adopted, she and Ortho are both students enrolled under “extraordinary” circumstances, etc.). I’m weirdly proud that I cam write Raven with the other students and interacting with them all so differently, because it makes me think she’s as “real” and as fleshed out as the main cast are; it makes me feel like a mom watching her kid make new friends on the playground with the other children 😌

I know that people usually like to see Raven engage with the Usual Suspects (J word, Rook, L*ona), but I would like more opportunities to have her engage with others in the student body as well. Interacting only with “potential love interests” makes a character seem flat and like they were invented solely to be shipped with someone else, so I want to expand on Raven’s platonic relationships and friendships. I don’t want her to be defined by who she loves, but by who she is as an individual. After all, finding “herself” (aka having faith in herself and in her identity) is a big theme of the Tale of a Cursed Raven, and the “self” isn’t defined only by who someone loves, right?

Sometimes I feel guilty about writing Raven and posting it publicly, because she’s a personal character and not a canon one (the latter being what most people come to my blog for). With time, I think I’ve slowly become more comfortable doing it 😌 because seeing my friends and my mutuals share their own OC creations gives me more confidence. I hope I can share more of Raven with the world.

[translations-by-aiimee]

The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chapter 22

Original Title:  二哈和他的白猫师尊

Genres: Drama, Romance, Tragedy, Xianxia, Yaoi

This translation is based on multiple MTLs and my own limited knowledge of Chinese characters. If I have made any egregious mistakes, please let me know.

Chapter Index

Chapter 22 - This Venerable One's Shizun is Getting Angry

When Chu Wanning heard this, he was so angry that he could barely keep himself from retracting Tianwen and slashing the Chen couple. But he couldn't open his eyes to confront them. Once he opened his eyes, the barrier would be broken. The Return to Truth barrier could only trap a ghost once. If his interrogation was interrupted, he wouldn't be able to listen to any more of Luo Xianxian's story.

All he could do was contain his overwhelming rage and continue listening to Luo Xianxian.

After she died, her soul entered the underworld, unaware and confused.

The only thing that she could make out was a woman wearing red and green robes with facial features that resembled the Master of Ceremonies Ghost enshrined in a temple. The Master of Ceremonies Ghost stood in front of her and asked her in a soft voice: "You and Chen Bohuan couldn't share a bed in life. Would you like to share the same grave in death?"

She hurriedly agreed: "Yes. . . Yes please!"

"Then I can let him come join you right away. What do you think?"

Luo Xianxian wanted to blurt out a yes, rushing to agree, but suddenly remembered something and froze. "Am I dead?"

"Yes. I am the Master of the Underworld Ghost. I can give you the destiny you deserve and fulfill your long-cherished wish."

Luo Xianxian was startled: "Then, if he comes to join me, will he. . . also die?"

"Yes. However, if loves persists in the afterlife, life and death are irrelevant. What difference does it make?"

Chu Wanning heard this, he thought to himself that he had been right; this Master of Ceremonies Ghost would persuade others to make a wish so that she could reap the benefits. This immortal was truly diabolical.

Although Luo Xianxian died unjustly, she hadn't yet become a malevolent ghost, so she repeatedly shook his head: "No. It wasn't his fault. You can't kill him."

The Master of Ceremonies Ghost smiled compassionately: "And what did you get in return for this kindness?" It didn't force Luo Xianxian to do anything. As an immortal being, they could persuade someone to make a bad wish, but they couldn't force them. Its figure gradually faded away, its voice becoming hazier and hazier.

"Return to the world in seven days. During those seven days, go and see how the Chen family is faring. After that, I'll ask you again if you still have no regrets about your decision."

Seven days later, the day arrived.

Luo Xianxian's soul returned to a conscious form and returned to the world of the living.

Following the old road, she eagerly walked towards the Chen house to see her husband for the last time.

Unexpectedly, the Chen house was decorated with lights, and outside the courtyard, there were fireworks. Bridal flowers were decorating the halls. and a big "double happiness" banner was hanging in front of the main hall. Madam Chen was radiant, not appearing sickly in the slightest. She was smiling and instructing the servants to wrap the bouquets with red silk.

Who. . . was having a wedding?

Who. . . were the bride and groom?

Who. . . no one was engaged, what was going on?

Who. . .

She walked through the busy crowd, listening to the sound of people in the world of the living.

"Congratulations, Madam Chen. Your son is getting engaged to the daughter of the county magistrate. When's the wedding?"

"Madam Chen, you're so fortunate."

"Yao Qianjin is truly the lucky star of the Chen family and they aren't even official yet. Madam Chen, you look so much healthier already."

"Your son and Yao Qianjin are a match made in heaven. I'm so jealous, hahahaha."

Her son. . . Her son. . .

Which son?

Which one was marrying the daughter of the Yao family?

She shuttled back and forth across the familiar front yard, growing more and more frantic, looking for that familiar figure in the midst of all the laughter.

Then she found him.

In front of the peony flowers in the back hall, Chen Bohuan stood with his hands behind his back with a haggard face and sunken cheeks. However, he was dressed in red. Even though it wasn't a traditional wedding outfit, it was a Caidie Town custom. When a prospective son-in-law comes to propose marriage, he should wear this type of red gown.

Was he. . . going to propose. . .?

The decorations in the whole house, the strings of gold and silver beads, was it all. . . was it all from Chen Bohuan, her husband, as a dowry for the daughter of the Yao family?

She suddenly recalled the time when they got married.

There was nothing but two people that shared one heart - nothing else.

There was no master of ceremonies, no bridesmaids, and no dowry. The Chen family weren't wealthy at that time and didn't even own a decent set of jewelry. He went into the yard and picked a delicate orange blossom from under the orange tree they had planted together and carefully tucked it behind her ear.

She asked him: "Does it look good?"

He said it looked beautiful. After a moment of silence, he stroked her hair with some sadness and told her: "You deserve so much better than this."

Luo Xianxian smiled and pursed his lips, saying that it didn't matter.

Chen Bohuan told her that when he married her three years later, he would hold a lively wedding banquet. He would invite people from all over the world. He would have her make a grand entrance on a large sedan chair. He would give her gold and silver to wear, and the dowry gifts would fill the entire main hall.

Those vows still echoed in her ears. Now, all those promises have come true, the hall filled with gifts and guests.

He was getting married, just not to her.

A monstrous flame of anger and sorrow surged through her. Luo Xianxian screamed, trying to tear at the hanging red silk in the room.

But she was a ghost; she couldn't touch anything.

Chen Bohuan seemed to vaguely notice something. He turned around, staring at the silk moving despite there being no wind. His eyes were dull and hollow.

His little sister came over, a white jade hairpin clipped on the side of her bun. She didn't know who she was secretly mourning by wearing it.

She said: "Big brother, go to the kitchen to eat something. You haven't had a proper meal in days. You have to hurry up and go to the county magistrate's house later to propose. Your body won't hold up."

Chen Bohuan suddenly asked without thinking: "Sister, did you hear someone crying?"

". . . What? No, brother, I think you're still. . ." She gritted her teeth and didn't finish her thought. Chen Bohuan still stared at the fluttering silk sheets.

"How is my mother? Is she happy? Has her illness been cured?"

". . . Brother."

". . . I'm glad she's feeling better." Chen Bohuan stood there, muttering to himself. "I already lost Luo Xianxian, I couldn't live without my mother."

"Brother, go eat something. . ."

Luo Xianxian wailed. She yelled and bawled with her head in her hands.

Don't go. . . don't go. . . please don't go. . .

Chen Bohuan said: ". . . Alright."

The tired figure disappeared around the corner.

Luo Xianxian stood alone in a daze, large tears rolling down her face. Suddenly, she heard the brothers of the Chen family who killed her approaching. The second eldest brother and the younger brother were whispering to each other.

"Mother is finally happy. Finally, things are going our way."

"Right? She pretended to be sick for half and year. Now that that cursed bitch is gone, how could she not be thrilled?"

The younger brother tsked and said, "How come she died? We wanted to force her out, not kill her. Was she really so stupid that she couldn't even find someone to help her?"

"Who knows. She was weak, just like her rotten father. It's not our fault that she died. Even though mother pretended to be sick to get rid of her, our family has its own struggles. Think about it, when the options county magistrate’s daughter and some pauper girl, only a fool would choose the latter. Besides, even if Yao Qianjin is a brat, she's got enough money to go around."

"Yes, she's so dumb. She didn't want to live so she let herself freeze to death. No one could've saved her."

The words drifted to her ears.

After Luo Xianxian died, she finally understood the so-called "Divine Fate". She was completely broke and couldn't compare to the county magistrate's daughter who was so noble and honourable.

Only a fool would choose the pauper girl.

She finally snapped.

She returned to the Master of Ceremonies' temple full of hatred and resentment.

She died there. Unlike how weak and helpless she was when she died, she returned with overwhelming hostility.

She used to be such a kind person, but now, all the hatred and evil that had been built inside her while she was alive came flooding out. She roared, her eyes turning red, her soul trembling.

She said: "I, Luo Xianxian, would like to give up my soul and follow the path of wickedness. I only ask you to avenge me! I want the Chen family - I don't want you to kill them!!! I want. . . I want to let my beastly mother-in-law kill her sons by her own hand! All her sons!!! I want Chen Bohuan to go to hell with me!!! Let him be buried with me!!! Do it for me!!! I hate them! I hate them!!!!"

The eyes of the clay sculpture on the shrine shifted and the corners of its mouth slowly raised.

A hollow voice echoed through the temple.

"I have heard your prayers. It will be as you wish. As an evil spirit - kill all those that you resent -"

A piercing blood-red light flashed, and Luo Xianxian couldn't remember anything after that.

However, Chu Wanning already what happened next. After that, the Master of Ceremonies Ghost manipulated Luo Xianxian's spirit to possess Madam Chen and force her to kill each member of the Chen family.

The red coffin on the top of the mountain, the reason why Chen Bohuan was dug up, naturally, was because the Master of Ceremonies Ghost was fulfilling Luo Xianxian's greatest wish - "Let Chen Bohuan and I be buried together." Moreover, it deliberately placed the coffin on the property of Chen Bohuan and his new wife as an act of spiteful revenge.

As for the floral scent in Chen Bohuan's coffin, it was the scent of the butterfly fragrance powder that Luo Xianxian had worn before her death. The resentment and fragrance in the coffin were both extremely strong because Luo Xianxian's soul was resting alongside Chen Bohuan inside it.

Luo Xianxian had no family. According to the customs, if a person like that dies, their bones should be cremated instead of buried. Therefore, she had no physical body and could only be contained within the coffin by the Master of Ceremonies Ghost. That's why, when Chu Wanning opened the coffin with his willow vine, Luo Xianxian had escaped the coffin's containment. Her soul flew away, and it was difficult to recapture. It was a situation of "a closed coffin being heavy with resentment but an open coffin being light".

But during the illusion, why did other people have dead bodies as their partners but Chen Bohuan only had a paper-mache ghost bride?

Chu Wanning thought for a moment and figured out this much:

The Master of Ceremonies Ghost didn't break its promise. The paper-mache bride was the "physical body" that it gave Luo Xianxian. It was a vessel so that Luo Xianxian could be buried with Chen Bohuan.

Everything was clear.

Chu Wanning looked at the weak and helpless girl in the barrier. He wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

Elder Yuheng wasn't particularly good at comforting words. He couldn't think of anything, so he stayed silent, not having anything he could say.

The girl stood in the vast darkness with her soft round eyes open.

Chu Wanning looked at her eyes and couldn't bear it. He wanted to leave. He didn't want to take another look. He was about to open his eyes and leave the Return to Truth barrier.

Then the girl suddenly spoke.

"Lord Yama. I. . . I have something else I want to tell you."

Chu Wanning: ". . . Alright."

The girl suddenly lowered her head, covered her eyes, and cried. She said softly, "Lord Yama, I don't know what I did after that. But, I. . . I really didn't want to kill my husband. I didn't want to be an evil spirit. I really. . ."

"I didn't steal the oranges. I really am Chen Bohuan's wife. And I truly, truly didn't want to hurt anyone either."

"I truly didn't want anyone to get hurt. Please believe me."

Her voice choked and trembled, her words breaking.

"I. . . didn't lie. . ."

I didn't lie.

Why is it that, in this life, almost no one believed me?

She sobbed and screamed. Chu Wanning's voice sounded low in the darkness. He didn't say much, but he said it with conviction.

"Okay."

Luo Xianxian was shocked.

Chu Wanning said: "I believe you."

Luo Xianxian wiped her tears with her hands indiscriminately but couldn't hold them back. Hiding her tearful face, she lowered her head and bowed her head in his direction in the darkness.

Chu Wanning opened his eyes.

After he opened his eyes, he didn't say anything.

Time in the barrier wasn't the same as in reality. He had stayed there for a long time but, for the people waiting outside, it had only been a moment. Mo Ran hadn't returned yet. The few remaining people in the Chen family were still looking at him with bated breath.

Chu Wanning withdrew Tianwen and said to Madam Chen: "I'll avenge you. You can find peace."

Madam Chen froze and opened her blood-red eyes, and suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, knocked out cold.

Chu Wanning raised his head again. His eyes swept across Chen's face then landed on the youngest son. His voice didn't waver, and it was still frighteningly cold.

"I'll ask one last time." He said each word slowly and decisively. "Did you really not recognize whose voice that was?"

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[thesunmeltedthegrayaway]

The Twin Snakes Chapter 6: Daniel Larusso x OC

ANY IMAGES, GIFS, Lines from the movie, And Karate Kid Characters used in this series DO NOT belong to me.

Certain plot points will be changed.

Chapter 6: The Shower Curtain and The Angel

Halloween, it was one of my favorite times of the year. I didn't know what it was about Halloween but I always seemed to be slightly happier than I normally would be. Maybe it was the fact that candy was a little fresher, or that I could be dressed up in a ridiculous outfit without being judged (well at least for one night). But I always thrived around this time. The week flew by and before I knew it, Friday had rolled around.

Classes we finished for the day, I was walking with Ali and Susan, we talked about the Halloween dance that was happening tonight.

"I'm not going to tell you what I'm going as, all I'll tell you is that I'll need a lot of purple hair dye." Susan hinted coyly.

"Sounds intriguing," I replied with a smirk. "I'm going to be wearing a lot of glitter. Everything I own will probably have a speck of glitter on it somewhere."

Ali laughed before adding in on the conversation. "I'm not doing anything too crazy this year. My costume is simple."

"Smart decision," I say.

"Boring decision." Susan teased making Ali bump into her playfully.

"Alright, you two. Save your fighting until after we finish making the decorations for tonight, okay?" You ordered mockingly.

"No promises," Susan replied as she gave a comical glare to Ali.

Ali tried to keep up a pseudo-tough demeanor. But it faltered almost immediately making all three of us laugh.

"What am I going to do with you two?" I say through laughs as we entered the gym which had gotten turned into a workshop of sorts.

"Girls," A slightly stressed-out voice called out to us. "You three are on balloon duty." The man managing all the decorations took off before we could reply back to him.

"Alright ladies, let's see how many of these balloons I manage to accidentally pop," I spoke up as we began to open 3 out of seemingly a hundred bags of balloons.

"I'm guessing 10," Ali replied, a slight giggle followed her sentence.

"That's way too generous Ali, I'm saying 50," Susan spoke with a smirk. She winced slightly when she saw me inflate the first balloon.

"Thanks for the confidence in me you two, I appreciate it," I say plainly.

I suddenly felt a small tap on my shoulder making me turn my head. Ali pointed across the room, my eyes followed the direction she was pointing. Daniel stood in the back of the room looking around nervously. I smiled and attempted to wave at him but he quickly walked away before I could. So I just stood there for a few seconds with my hand slanted to the side. I felt incredibly ridiculous as I lowered my hand back down. When I turned back around I saw Ali staring at me weirdly.

"What was that?" She asked, she seemed thoroughly confused.

I rolled my eyes before reply. "Daniel's just being weird because we got into a small "argument."

"About what?" Ali inquired.

"Just about him not going to the Halloween dance because Johnny was going to be there..."

~~~

Flashback

"Daniel you cannot avoid doing things just because my brother is going to be there."

"Just drop it Jade it's fine." I could tell Daniel was getting more annoyed the more we talked about Johnny.

"I just think-"

"Jade." Daniel interrupted.

"You need to deal with him eventually," I say finishing my previous sentence.

"Look you deal with him your ways, I deal with him in my ways. I gotta go, I'll see you later." Daniel ranted tensely.

He began to walk away faster leaving me in the dust.

"Daniel-"

"Get off my case, Jade!" He shouted back before walking away.

End of flashback

~~~

"What a jerk." Susan huffed out.

"Oh, the fight was nothing. But he's acting like he set fire to my house or something. He can't even look me in the eye anymore!"

"Well good, I don't like him if he's going to treat you like that," Susan said bluntly making me bite back a laugh.

"Susan, he's going through a lot with Johnny right now. I know wouldn't be too happy if I was in his shoes." I explain softly.

"Whatever," Susan muttered as she angrily opened another bag of balloons.

"Don't worry Jade, I'm sure Daniel will come back around soon," Ali spoke kindly.

I sighed as I inflated another balloon. "I hope so because him avoiding me all the time sucks."

A sudden pop filled the room making all three of us scream.

"And there one goes!" Susan announced cheerfully once we recovered from our initial shock.

"You only have to pop 49 more Jade!" Ali added with a giggle.

"Screw you both..."

~~~

I had to admit, I thought I did a pretty good job on my makeup. My eyes and cheekbones had dainty gold glitter splayed across them. I thought it complimented my costume pretty well. Though I had to say, the angel wings I sewed onto the back of my dress were a bit of a pain to get through doorways.

"Jade! Ali and Susan are here!" My mom yelled from the hallway.

"Get your ass moving already!" Sid added making me roll my eyes.

"I'll be down in a second!" I answered back. I quickly slipped on a pair of white flats before running out of my room.

"Alright bye see you later," I say quickly.

I almost made it out the front door but my mom's voice stopped me.

"Now now wait a second, I want a picture!"

"Mom," I whined. "It's Halloween, not prom."

"Just a quick one." She promised, her eye already peaking through the camera's viewfinder. I fought the urge to wince at the bright flash that filled the room.

"Okay mom I really gotta go," I said as a horn echoed outside.

"Alright honey, love you!"

"Love you too."

I was greeted by the sound of compliments from Susan and Ali.

"Thanks, you guys look great too." I greet with a smile as I got into the backseat of Ali's car.

Tonight was going to be a fun night...

~~~ "Gross! Johnny, you know the rules no PDA in front of me." I complained.

I should've known Ali would attach herself to Johnny the second they saw each other.

"Oh shut it, Jade, it was just a peck." Johnny snapped rolling his eyes.

"Yeah sure tell that to her lips that are stained with your black lipstick," I reply moodily. "I'm going to walk away now whilst I still have an appetite," I added indignantly before going toward the small arrangement of candy and chips in the back of the gym.

After grabbing a bottle of water I leaned against the cool wall. I scanned the crowded gym, some people danced slightly uncomfortably. There is hardly any room for everyone to dance normally. As I observed all the different people and costumes, one suddenly stuck out from the rest. It was a floating, pink and white polka-dotted shower curtain.

"Oh my god," I muttered to myself. "Daniel you are insane..."

I grabbed a sad-looking flower that rested on one of the snack tables before making my way over to Daniel. After muttering a few "excuse me" and apologies I stuck my flower-clad hand in the curtain.

"Help help me! My flower needs water." I call out in faux worry.

The curtain was pushed back, Daniel's usual grin was plastered on his face. "Hey, you've come to the right place angel."

He closed the curtain behind me once I was fully inside.

"I have to admit, I've never danced in a shower before."

"Mr. Miyagi made it for me." He explained with a smile.

I giggled before replying. "He's funny."

"Yeah, he is," Daniel said in agreeance.

"Well, I'm glad you're not hiding from me anymore," I admitted quietly.

"Wh-what? I haven't been hiding from you." Daniel spoke, I gave him a skeptical look making him sigh. "Okay, maybe I was hiding a little."

"Yeah, you have. I just figured you were still mad at me."

"No, I'm not," Daniel replied softly.

"I understand why you got so annoyed before, I was pushing you too much."

"I understand where you were coming from, I know I can't run away from things forever. I just needed a little reminder." Daniel carefully draped his arms on my shoulders being sure not to hit my wings. "So thanks for the reminder."

I smiled gently as we began to sway softly. "You're welcome." I leaned into Daniel's embrace, I ended up resting my head on his shoulder. I closed my eyes due to how relaxed I suddenly felt.

"I just wish he could leave you alone," I spoke up after a bit.

"I'm starting to get used to it... a little," Daniel admitted making me feel bad for him.

"That's sad... you shouldn't have to deal with him at all."

"Things could be worse," Daniel said in an optimistic tone.

I leaned my head off of his shoulder to look at him. Our noses lightly bumped against one another. "How?"

"I could not have you around," I couldn't help it, my cheeks began to flush at his compliment.

"Thanks." I spoke the first word that could come to my mind.

He just gave me a smirk before lightly pulling me back into our original embrace.

"So, do you want go outside and rejoin the living?" I asked after we had danced for a bit.

"Hmm..." Daniel pulled back again before answering. "Alright, you convinced me."

"Good." Daniel pulled open the curtain to see a very scary-looking chicken mascot egging people.

"That chicken is terrifying," I said honestly making Daniel laugh.

"It's using real eggs!"

The person in the chicken suit must've heard us, it approached us almost immediately.

"Uh oh, you shouldn't have said that!" I exclaimed.

Daniel seemed to realize his mistake but before he could react fully he got an egg smashed right onto his hair. I laughed at his annoyed state, he couldn't help but bite back a smile.

"Okay so... after you wash the egg out of your hair. You maybe want to get a bite to eat or something?" I asked hopefully.

"Sounds like a plan," Daniel said with a slight nod before walking off to the bathroom.

The night seemed to be going well so far...

[elianaroselight]

@winterpower98 I hope you are ready to kick off your new year with this final snipe from me. (At least for 2021 😉)

The Finale!

DATE PT 3

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As Bai and Beng near the festival area, Beng pulls them to the side of a building, out of everyone's veiw. "Forgive me, princess. I almost forgot to transform?" Bai looks at her father confused as he closes his eyes to focus. "Transform? Oh!" She gasps as she watches him change into his human form. She could easily see the resemblances between herself and her Baba. There was no doubt in her mind about that now.

He grins at her surprised face. "No worries. It is still me, lily." She giggles. "I know. I just wasn't expecting it. Now I understand the boots." Beng laughs. "Yeah. Didn't think I should walk around barefoot as a human." He holds his arm out for her to grab before they made their way into the festival. There were fathers and their daughters dancing in the dance area, getting food or already eating from different stands and even some standing to the sides laughing as they drink their alcoholic beverages. Bai He was a little overwhelmed.

Nearby, Macaque, disguised as a human while dressed in a deep reddish purple tangzhuang suit with silver designs of the Moon and monkies on the top, turned his head towards Beng and Bai He. Just enough to see them in his peripheral, but not enough to give him away. He takes a deep and drinks more of his coffee, (which had notes of hazelnut and mango). Next to him, Mei peeks over his shoulder to watch the new arrivals.

She was wearing a Jade green cheongsam with a black, long and flowy underskirt. Embroidered on it were a silver dragon and underneath was a peach tree holding two monkeys. One monkie was golden and the other a rich purple. There were also silver trimmings detailing the edges. Her hair was pulled up into a bun with two decorative hair pins, one with a peach design the other with a mango. Macaque had gotten flustered when he had seen the outfit and refused to say anything about it outside of 'Its beautiful.'

"Wow. They really knew someone who can sew." Mac hears Mei say softly and he chuckles. "Finish your tea, Jade. We have a job to do, remember?" She pouts slightly. "Fine. But we are going to have fun, too." She says in a very final manner that tells him he has no way of getting out of it. He was starting to regret asking her for help with this.

Beng decided to walk the stands with his daughter first, buying her dinner. When they went to sit down, he made sure to pull the chair out for his little girl. He meant it when he said he wanted to treat her like a princess. Bai He was giggling and smiling widely. She truly felt special and Beng couldn't be more pleased. They laughed and joked as they ate, which gave plenty of opportunities for Mei and Mac to discreetly snap some photos before getting some food themselves.

As Beng and Bai were finishing, Beng reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny satchel. He sets it in front of Bai to open. She looks at him curiously. "Is this for me?" Beng nods a soft smile on his face. She delicately opens it and reaches in to pull out a necklace. Attached to the soft twine was a wooden carving with a red bead on one side and a blue on the other side. As she looked closer, she realized it was a carving of a gibbon holding a pear. The pear was painted with liquid gold and there was a painted heart on the chest of the Monkie. Tucked in the ear of the wooden gibbon had been carved a lily. As if the gibbon had tucked it to protect it as it gathered the pear.

She gasps softly and looks at her Baba. She knew he carved; she had been told about the wooden monkie statue already. Beng chuckled softly. "Baba? Did... Did you carve this?" He nods. "Yes, my sweet lily. I did. For you. It is symbolic of who you are, what you are and what you like. But also a way of connecting you to your mother and I. Just as I have carved and painted gold the courting jewelry your mama and I wear, so too, have I carved and painted gold the necklace that you now hold. No matter where we are in the world. In this one, in Heaven or in Yama's Domain. No matter what we look like and whether we remember it or not, we are connected to each other. Okay?"

Bai nods, wiping away tears that had slipped from her eyes. He smiles softly and pulls her into his lap, holding her close while she gathers herself. Bai leans in and hold the necklace close while listening to her Baba's soft purrs. After a few minutes, she has collected herself enough to sit up and kiss her Baba on the cheek. Beng grins and hugs her close, purrs growing in intensity for a moment, leading to Bai He giggling. Finally he let's go and ties the necklace on for her. She grins happily. "Come on, Baba. Let's go dance." "Gladly, my little lily."

He helps her up and gets pulled to the dance floor by his daughter. He can't help but laugh. It was almost as if nothing had ever happened to her. That she had always been with him and it was good to see her come into her old self a little more. When they arrive, he takes her in his arms and they start to dance to the music. He could stay like this forever. Only way to make it even more perfect, was his amazing wife dancing with them.

Less than 2 minutes later, a large shadow covers the two of them and they look up to see a group of 4 burley demons looking down at them. The one in the front, the leader looks at Bai He in particular. "You. You are that Bone Demon's girl aren't you!?" He growls loudly, causing Bai He to gasp. She looked ready to run in absolute terror, but was pulled close to someone. It took her a moment to realize she was in her baba's arms and he was growling loudly. She clings to him and looks up at his face.

His eyes, normally full of softness, love and joy, were hard. Almost steely. Even the blue of his iris had someone how hardened and looked deadly. She could see his teeth slowly reverting back to his fangs as he bared them threateningly at the four. He was holding her so gently and yet could feel the tenseness and strength he held. He was like a bow string. Ready to snap at a moments notice. He was watching all four of them and yet held the eyes of the leader, challenging him.

"Don't you DARE! Touch my daughter. If you try, I promise you will not be the ones to come out of this alive." The leader laughs. "Oh yeah? And why should we believe that, Little Man?" Beng mouth quirks up a slight bit. "Mess around and you'll find out exactly why Sun Wukong made me one of his generals." That got the demons to stop. They did not want to mess with the infamous Monkie King. Let alone anyone tied to him. So the fact that this demon transformed human was claiming to be one of his generals, which not many actually tried to do, said alot about the power of the the demon. The leader growled and turned around, leaving the party behind. His posse follows suit, watching their backs to make sure the demon wasn't following them.

Beng watched them leave for a minute or two before taking a deep breath and nuzzling his daughter's head to comfort them both. Bai He nuzzles back, a soft purr eminating from her. She chirps softly, without realizing at first, too concerned about feeling safe. Beng pauses before breaking out into a wide grin, chirping back. This was what led to Bai realizing what she was doing as she immediately chirped back at his call. She grins happily, remembering the conversations about chirping she had with MK and Mei.

Beng sways them gently to the music, chirping and purring happily with his daughter in his arms. Bai He was so glad he baba was there. She hadn't felt so safe in public as she had right then and there. She didn't have to be afraid of being attacked ever again. Not if her mama and baba had anything to say about it, (not including the rest of her family, of course).

Macaque looked at Mei. After watching (and filming) that whole interaction, he was glad Bai He was in safe hands and couldn't help but feel the desire to protect his own daughter. He listens to his brother and niece purring and chirping at one another and before he could stop it, a soft chirp of his own came out of his mouth. Mei looks at him surprised as she responds softly herself. After a moment of looking at each other, Mei pulls her grumpy old man into a hug, smiling happily and enjoying his warmth. Mac sighs and let's himself smile softly especially as Mei wasn't able to see it.

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Ba stood in the doorway of the house, clutching her heart. She had heard Beng and Bai walking towards the house and went to go meet them. She wasn't expecting (but honestly, probably should've) to see her husband gently carrying their precious daughter in his arms with smiles on their faces and Bai He clutching the necklace Beng had worked so hard to make whole trying to not fall asleep. Ba could hear purrs coming from them both and could help but join them.

Beng grins at his wife and kisses her gently before handing Bai over. Ba takes Bai He to her room and helps her change while Beng worked to remove the shoes he wore all evening. By the time Beng walked into his daughter's room, Ba had already laid their baby girl down and was tucking her in. Bai He looks towards the doorway and sees her baba standing there. She chirps for him and reaches out. Ba blinks away the surprise and watches as Beng comes closer, still looking human. He bends down and kisses his daughter's forehead.

"Sleep well, my little lily." She nods slightly with a soft smile and gives a noise of affirmation. She looks at her mama. "Mama?" "Yes, sweet pea?" "Do you have a human form too?" Ba nods her head, a bit confused as to the question. "Yes I do, why do you ask?" Bai He yawns, snuggling into her pillow more. "I wanna see it sometime. To see.... How much I look like you..." Bai He falls asleep as she finishes talking.

Ba looks at Beng shocked. She hadn't even thought about how Bai He hadn't seen her human form yet or even the possibility of her wanting to see their relation physically. She had to admit, it was tough to when one was in their constant human form and the other wasn't. She had some things to think about now. But, before that. She looks at Beng, smiling softly as she receives one back. They lean in and give each other a sweet kiss, happy to be reunited as a family.

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James and Iris are perfect couple goals!🥰 and also what their first arguement was like?

Their first argument was most likely something extremely stupid. They did meet when they were 3 and 4. But I'm assuming you mean big argument. James is such a laid back guy, but Iris has a lot of anxiety issues, and has for a long time. So as far as the first BIG argument, they were in high school. These two hardly argue, and when they do, it's because Iris gets in her head.

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Me and My Arm

Summary:  Iris gets mad at James

Pairings:  James Rogers X Iris Drysdale

Rating:  high school drama

Warnings: mildly implying sexual activity, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  650

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Iris slams her locker closed, holding her books close to her chest as she turns to walk away.  James watches his pretty little girlfriend set off without him, and not even asking to be walked to class, that Cheer outfit a bit too short for her to be wearing for anybody but him.  With a look down to his own arms, he realizes that she walked away mad at him.

“What did you do?” Carter asks with a laugh, swatting at his friend’s jersey-ed chest before the two of them head to class.

“I...I don’t know.  She...she walked to class without me, and I’m not holding her books,” Carter lets out a chuckle, scratching at his head when the two head to class.  When they walk in Iris turns her head to look the other way.  “Ris?” he whispers to her seeing the teacher walk in, but she pulls out her book, ignoring him.  “Iris Jade.”

Her body turns back to look at him with a furrowed brow, “Do not full name me, James Carter,” she looks at Blair who walks in.  Her hair perfectly styled, uniform just barely in the dress code, and her perfectly perfect headband.  Giving James a smile and a wave, which he returns.  Iris scoffs spinning back around in her desk.  

“Ris,” James taps at her shoulder, “Do you have a pencil.”

“Ask Blair,” she responds without turning around.

James throws his hands up confused, but Carter covers his mouth stifling his laughter.  He now knows exactly why Iris is pissed off, and it has to do with the perfectly dressed Blair that now is sitting in Iris’s usual seat.  

Iris’s thumb spins around his class ring on her finger, hers now on a necklace around his neck.  Even though she’s mad over his ‘flirting’ with Blair, she still needs her to know, that Jamey is hers.  Slamming her left hand down on the desk, she rests it awkwardly in a way that Blair can see the gleaming green stone, but still the girl taps on James’ shoulder.

“Jamey, can I borrow a pencil?”

"Sorry, but I don’t even have one.  And my girlfriend won’t give me one,” he gives Iris another tap, but she refuses to look.

“If I were your girlfriend I would make sure to give you one.”

Iris takes a deep breath.  Her eyes wide at that comment before she turns around to glare at the other girl.  “You will never be his girlfriend.  You are nothing but a delusional trust fund baby, that thinks you can flirt with my boyfriend.  And Jamey, you need to stop being so nice to her, so she doesn’t get the wrong idea.  Blair, sweetie, he’s not flirting.  He treats my sisters the same way.  He’s just being nice.  Now, if you could please keep your slutty little hands to yourself, and get out of my damn seat.”

“Iris Drysdale, office now,” Iris huffs out a puff of air, turning to glare at her teacher.  Her hands grip her books tightly as she stands up.  “I expected better from you.  Mr. Rogers, do you need to join her?” she asks when James goes to stand.  Iris stops to look back at him, pleading him to go with her.  Her mind racing of how this is going to be on her record, and won’t look good for college applications.  With a quick nod, he follows her out of the office.  Grabbing ahold of her books, before wrapping his arm around her.

“That was the hottest thing I have ever seen.”

“Jamey, stop it.”

“That’s why you’re so pissed off at me?  Ris, you know you’re the only girl for me.”

“But she...she touches your arm, and you don’t say anything.  That’s my...” her words stop because she can’t bring herself to say it, but James smirks down at his little baby doll.

“It is.  It’s yours.  And later on tonight, I’ll let you claim my arm.”

“Jamey!”

“Leave your scent behind, that way when she touches it, she’ll know exactly who me and my arm belong to.”

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