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nectardaddy · 10 months ago

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hello dodger and a very happy self ship friday to you here are my self ship questions!! i am asking a lot of them bc these prompts are so good also im curious abt suga

pre: 1,6

general: 1, 9

love: 2, 8

domestic: 2, 13

self ship asks !

get ready for a novel molly ily <333

How did they first meet?

we met in a teacher prep program in college! most education majors have all the same classes together (especially at smaller schools) so we never really had a moment away from each other. he was either the only, or one of like two, men in the entire program. he was wanted by everyone who likes men in that gd major let's be real. we got assigned to do a project together to make a unit plan :))))

What was their "flirting stage" like?

our flirting was roasting the shit out of each other. HOWEVER he would do small things like get me coffee "just because he passed it" when it was most definitely out of the way. he would always compliment me in some way and it sent me to the stratosphere every single time. his flirting was more subtle unlike mine because I would full on short circuit and stumble out a compliment or ask about his day because I was down horrendously.

Who initiated the relationship, and how did they go about it?

he did (THANK GOD). sort of forward about it too? like not full on "do you want to go on a date?' but like asking if I wanted to do something and then tagging on "like a date" at the end. I also definitely see us going on a few dates and in his head we are already together so when he calls me his partner I'm so confused and he hits me with the "omfg did I not ask you??" y e a h

Who gets jealous easier?

I answered this from honee here! god I want to EAT HIM

What are their primary love languages?

suga likes giving words of affirmation and receiving physical touch while I like giving gifts (I am a trinket connoisseur like a fucking crow) and receiving physical touch as well. while it clashes sometimes, especially with words of affirmation (I am NOT good with words) we make it work by genuinely not leaving each other tf alone and constantly touching one another. he also has a whole little shelf dedicated to all of the bullshit trinkets I give him, probably has some at school too. I eventually conjoined both my love for giving gifts and his need for words of affirmation. he probably has about 20 rocks that came with the stupid ass note of "you rock" or some euphemism "you make me rock hard" I would totally do this and that makes me want to die

Do they prefer verbal or physical affection?

now this may go against what I said in the last one, it makes sense in my head though hear me out. we are both teachers. during the school week about 2 hours after we get home we REFUSE to touch each other. we are both so ungodly overstimulated and the thought of being touched and cuddled makes us both want to crawl in our own skin. those times are for verbal affection. anytime after those 2 hours it is most definitely physical affection (ig this counts as verbal affection as well) but I have moments where I self deprecate and I most definitely see him just yelling at the top of his lungs "STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT IM GOING TO THROW SOMETHING AT YOU YOU'RE PERFECT SHUT YOUR MOUTH" also the man to hold my hand and physically move me so he's on the side of the sidewalk that's closest to the street

If they get married, who proposes, and how do they do it? Would they change their surnames?

suga better fucking propose bc I sure as hell am NOT doing it lmao. that would make me throw up from anxiety, I think I would genuinely have a stroke if I even for a second thought I had to propose we definitly have a conversation about it before hand though, so he 10000000% knows if he proposes to me in public I'm punching him right in his fucking nose. bc THAT would make me so gd anxious I'd probably throw up before I said yes. but him, being himself, he would make it the cutest fucking thing I've ever seen and wouldn't be able to keep his mouth shut about it. he is also a gentleman and tells my stubborn ass to get my nails done before (I am terrible at this I let them grow out for so long) and I would hyphen my name (like it is now yayyyy) bc I'll be damned if I take a MANS name just to change my own. no shade to those that want to do that or have done that, it just doesn't sit right with me. so it would be (my last name) - sugawara. it would be long as hell and a hassle to anyone at the dmv but we ball

Do they have any "couple traditions", or family traditions?

THIS ONE IS MY FAVORITE!!! RAHHHHH IM YAPPING (also includes sexual themes** OOPS SORRY LMAO) so I celebrate pagan holidays (samhain, yule, solstices, etc...) he is wholeheartedly HERE FOR IT! the one that pops to my head immediately (and all practices are different this is just how I do mine) the 12 days leading up to yule (dec 21) you make wishes and burn them randomly each day, the wish you didn't burn on the 21 is the wish that YOU work on (all the rest will happen organically). he does this with me <3333 he makes his own wishes and everything!!! he gets really into it and tries to guess the wish I didn't burn before I tell him <33 **I also had the thought about celebrating ostara (spring equinox) and this may just be too foul for main BUT it's basically celebrating new growth, the start of spring, and....fertility. this man will wholeheartedly ask, EVERY YEAR, "should we fuck on ostara to really LOCK IN the vibes?" yeah...y e a h but a tradition that isn't apart of a holiday is just going on a date every weekend. we force ourselves to do SOMETHING on the weekend to combat stress from school. whether that's staying in and doing something or physically going on, we have to do something and it's written in stone at this point

#I didn't proofread this at all so good luck :)))#self ship <3 #ask <3 #molly !!!#mitosis twin <3

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tiramisiyu · 4 years ago

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【未定事件簿】Tears of Themis: Lunar New Year - NXX Group Chat

Or as I see it, MC being wholesome while the men act out a comedy.

See under cut!

Lu Jinghe: What do you all plan to do after eating Lunar New Year’s Eve dinner?

Xia Yan: Why’d you ask this all of a sudden?

Lu Jinghe: Casually chatting, don’t be on such high alert.

Zuo Ran: Is that so? I feel like your intent doesn’t seem to be very pure.

Mo Yi: Stop beating around the bush.

Mo Yi: Let me ask instead, do you have any other plans later? @MC

MC (Selection 1, Choice 1): A lot of relatives came to my house. I have to chat with them for a while.

Xia Yan: At the end of the chats, they probably won’t leave out the annual routine interrogation…

Xia Yan: If they ask weird questions again, then just use me as a shield.

Mo Yi: Interrogation?

Lu Jinghe: ???

Mo Yi: I’m just somewhat curious about such a situation.

Zuo Ran: A lot of relatives also come to my house every year.

Zuo Ran: Feels just like a trial where you have no way of saying anything in defense, and you’re standing at the defendant’s place.

Lu Jinghe: Thanks, I get it.

Mo Yi: Hearing you all say this, I am indeed able to imagine it.

Zuo Ran: … It’s about time - if there’s nothing going on, you can see the Lunar New Year’s TV special in a while.

MC (Selection 1, Choice 2): Lazing around is boring anyways. I was just planning to search for friends to team up and play games.

Lu Jinghe: No need to search anymore. I’ll play with you!

Mo Yi: It’s rare enough for everyone to all be available, so let’s go together.

Zuo Ran: Mm. Though I don’t usually play games, I can try.

Xia Yan: Looking at our battle lineup right now, I feel like the chances of us messing up are really high…

Mo Yi: Oh?

Zuo Ran: …

Lu Jinghe: Didn’t you say before that you could dominate the entire server? See it as a challenge.

Xia Yan: I’ll leave that blessing to you. I’ll just team up with her.

Lu Jinghe: Hah?

Lu Jinghe: Forget it, then. The headcount won’t be even like this.

Zuo Ran: … It’s about time - if there’s nothing going on, you can see the Lunar New Year’s TV special in a while.

MC (Selection 1, Choice 3): None, I was just preparing to randomly pass the time on my own…

Zuo Ran: On your own? Then I’ll accompany you.

Mo Yi: It just happens to work out – I’m also celebrating the New Year own my own this time.

Mo Yi: If it’s convenient, how about we walk around the Commerce Street together?

Lu Jinghe: Based on convention, what you’re celebrating probably isn’t the New Year…

Xia Yan: I’m also here this year. I’ll find you in a moment.

Lu Jinghe: …

Lu Jinghe: Stop, if we keep going on like this, we’re going to end up agreeing to celebrate the New Year at the base in a moment.

Xia Yan: That’s not necessarily needed.

Mo Yi: I feel the same. Forget it, change the topic.

Zuo Ran: … It’s about time. If there’s nothing going on, you can see the Lunar New Year’s TV special in a while.

MC (Selection 2, Choice 1): I feel like it’s more interesting to chat with everyone than it is to watch the TV special!

Lu Jinghe: Hehe, then chat a little while longer with me. I’ve got time anyways.

Mo Yi: I heard your professor say that you got a lot of homework for winter break. Have you finished them all?

Zuo Ran: Better to not chat. Since you’re a student, you should focus on your academics.

Lu Jinghe: ???

Lu Jinghe: When celebrating the New Year, my most important homework is having fun.

Zuo Ran: Then if you don’t finish it when time comes, you can bring it into the base.

Mo Yi: What, you all are prepared to help?

Xia Yan: Does helping supervise count? I feel like it would be pretty interesting.

Mo Yi: Mm, it’s auspicious do some things to make people happy when celebrating the new year.

Lu Jinghe: You all really don’t make any sense right now.

Xia Yan: I don’t know why, but I keep feeling like we’re doing a comedic dialogue…

Xia Yan: It would be good if you laughed a little more because of this – then this group chat can be considered to have a purpose. @ MC

MC (Selection 2, Choice 2): Sure, I feel like it’ll be pretty lively if we commentate while we watch!

Xia Yan: I guess that’s true. Sometimes commentating might be even more interesting than the show itself.

Mo Yi: Based on my experience, if we don’t watch, I estimate that we won’t be able to keep up with online topics for all of the beginning of the year.

Lu Jinghe: Indeed.

Lu Jinghe: Right, Zuo Ran, you probably don’t pay much attention to those topics that get popular online, right?

Lu Jinghe: When we were in the base, I seem to often see you swiping on your phone with a face full of confusion…

Xia Yan: So you saw it too.

Zuo Ran: That wasn’t being confused, I was just thinking.

Mo Yi: Look, the LNY TV special hasn’t even started, yet it’s already sufficiently lively.

Xia Yan: It would be good if you laughed a little more because of this – then this group chat can be considered to have a purpose. @ MC

MC (Selection 3, Choice 1): I hope that everyone can live every day happily in the coming year!

Xia Yan: Mm! Let’s spend next year together happily!

Zuo Ran: Thank you. I hope you can also stay far away from all troubles and always be happy in the new year.

Mo Yi: Then come visit me often.

Mo Yi: This way, I will definitely spend every day happily.

Zuo Ran: …

Zuo Ran: I remember that a psychology scholar shouldn’t bring up methods that advocate for overdependency.

Xia Yan: …

Lu Jinghe: …

Mo Yi: Seems like the two of you also have something to say?

Xia Yan: Nothing, I just thought of something happy.

Lu Jinghe: I just randomly followed the crowd.

Lu Jinghe: Though that old guy who helps the Board of Directors suddenly sent me a ton of messages, as if he set it up before.

Lu Jinghe: Managed to get jiejie’s rare blessings, but now my good mood has been destroyed with this…

Mo Yi: I suppose that he’s reminding you that you should send some New Year’s red envelopes.

Zuo Ran: Right, leave the New Year’s blessings to the clients to me. You can relax well, and you don’t have to worry too much. @ MC

MC (Selection 3, Choice 2): Good thing that you guys are here. I feel like this year will be a lot happier than past years!

Mo Yi: Thank you. To me, this is the best evaluation.

Mo Yi: As long as you hope for it, regardless of if for next year or the one after, I will continue to stay by your side.

Lu Jinghe: Whoa… it’s rare for your typing speed to be this fast.

Lu Jinghe: I also think this – good thing you’re here.

Lu Jinghe: I’m talking about you, jiejie~

Xia Yan: Seeing that you can be this happy, I’m also gradually liking this kind of New Year’s atmosphere.

Zuo Ran: This year will indeed be livelier than the past.

Zuo Ran: All in all, everyone has worked hard in the past year. Make sure to relax in this rare holiday.

Xia Yan: Seconded. Although, even though it’s a holiday, don’t stay up too late.

Xia Yan: Especially you, you better not get caught by me. @ MC

#tears of themis #tears of themis translations #weiding shijian bu #xia yan #zuo ran #mo yi #lu jinghe #未定事件簿 #tot translation #tot other #im here for the subtle roasts at each other #the four men together have such chaotic energy

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pumpkinpaix · 5 years ago

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Hi I don’t know if anyone has asked you this already, but do you find it strange that we are never given either of the Nie brothers’ given names nor Jin ZiXuan’s, when it’s common practice (at least in the show) to address yourself by your given and courtesy names?

Hey there! :D No, no one has asked me this yet, ahaha. <3

To be honest, I don’t find it strange, but that’s mostly because I think MXTX assigned names as it was convenient/as it suited her. I do think in some cases, you can try to find textual reasons, like limited POV (@hunxi-guilai made a post about how that might explain why Jiang Cheng is disproportionately referred to by birth instead of courtesy name here).

In the case of Jin Zixuan, I think that makes a lot of sense. Since mdzs and cql are largely from Wei Wuxian’s POV, and he clearly already knows Jin Zixuan, there’s no need for him to reintroduce himself, which is usually where we get people mentioning both their names. I don’t have any textual reasoning for the Nie bros’ lack of birth names ahahaha.

I will, however, use this as a springboard to mention a few things I find generally interesting about the way naming conventions appear to vary between sects/interesting points about address in general. There’s like no deep meta here, just like. “I noticed this thing, and I think it’s interesting”. (hope that’s okay /o\)

One: The Jin sect is the only sect that uses generational character markers (Guang, Zi, Ru). Establishing that convention makes Jin Guangyao’s courtesy name a massive slap in the face I think. (a, for giving him the wrong generational marker, which implies that he’s never actually going to be recognized as a son/that jgs really just didn’t care to even get it right, and b, for reusing his birth character instead of bothering to give him something new–every other character who has a birth and courtesy name gets two entirely unique names, but not jgy.) It’s a cool way of implying certain things about his status, how his father regards him without stating it outright, how others might see him because of that etc.

Two: The Wen sect appears to almost exclusively use birth name–in fact, the only two characters from the Wen sect revealed to have courtesy names are Wen Ning (Wen Qionglin) and…. Wen Ruohan. Well, and Wen Zhuliu, but he was originally Zhao Zhuliu, so idk if that really counts, since his courtesy name predates his induction into the Wen sect. Wen Qing, Wen Chao, and Wen Xu are referred to by birth name only by both themselves and everyone around them for the entirety of the story, which seems rather strange, given that all of them are high-ranking members of the family (Wen Xu is the heir??). Sizhui is not given a courtesy name by his birth family, but by Lan Wangji.

(an aside, it’s been mentioned before by others, but historically, courtesy names were bestowed upon adulthood; however, in CQL, we see Wei Wuxian picking out Jin Ling’s courtesy name before he’s born. it’s possible this is a practice that differs from sect to sect, but again, very little to no textual support for that speculation ahahaha)

Wen Ning’s courtesy name is used only once by Wei Wuxian in a moment of extreme distress at the Guanyin temple. It reads, to me, like switching registers to indicate the high emotional levels of the situation rather than anything about respect/social relations, in the same way that like, lwj switching between “wei ying/wei wuxian” can indicate moments where emotions are running high. I hc that the intimacy/distance of birth/courtesy names are switched in the case of Wen Ning/Wen Qionglin (ie, only people who are intimate with him would be expected use Qionglin) but that has absolutely zero basis in any fact, cultural convention, or textual evidence. I just like it because it warms my heart. feel free to roast me for it, i can accept that criticism.

Three: Both the Lan sect and the Nie sect address by courtesy name, even within their own family. (Lan Qiren calls his nephews “Wangji” and “Xichen”. Sizhui and Jingyi call each other by courtesy name. Nie Mingjue calls his brother “Huaisang”.) Why? we don’t know! We could maybe try and meta about it in the case of the Lan sect, I think (they’re more formal in general etc.), but we have so little knowledge of the Nie sect that I think it’s functionally pointless to try and dig there. I feel like trying to come up with any plausibly supported reason is going to be a stretch.

Four: A’Cheng vs A’Xian. Jiang Yanli uses Jiang Cheng’s birth name to form his diminutive, but uses Wei Wuxian’s courtesy name to form his. I’ve seen people ask why she doesn’t call him A’Ying, which would be more consistent, but I hc that this is because “Wuxian” was given by her father, so her using “A’Xian” is meant to strengthen that familial tie. “Ying” is from before he was part of their family. “Wuxian” is something given to him by the Jiang family, so using it, I think, is a subtle way of emphasizing how much she really considers him to be her brother. (If you’re curious, in the flashback when he first arrives at Lotus Pier, the audio drama has her calling for him as “A’Ying”.)

Five: Yu-fu’ren. I mentioned this on an addition to another post a while ago, but I’ll copy the relevant passage from chapter 51 here again:

虞夫人就是江澄的母亲，虞紫鸢。当然，也是江枫眠的夫人，当初还曾是他的同修。照理说，应该叫她江夫人，可不知道为什么，所有人一直都是叫她虞夫人。有人猜是不是虞夫人性格强势，不喜冠夫姓。对此，夫妇二人也并无异议。

Yu-fu’ren was Jiang Cheng’s mother, Yu Ziyuan. Of course, she was also Jiang Fengmian’s wife [fu’ren], and once cultivated with him as well. By all reason, she should be called Jiang-fu’ren, but for some unknown reason, everyone had always called her Yu-fu’ren. Some guessed that perhaps because Yu-fu’ren had a forceful temperament, she disliked taking her husband’s name. Neither husband nor wife raised any objections to this.

I think this is actually a pretty interesting microcosm of the themes of mdzs. We don’t actually know why Yu Ziyuan is called Yu-fu’ren; we’re given the equivalent of a rundown on local gossip and that’s it. I feel like it embodies a little bit of the “what people say about you becomes the truth and then influences your fate” theme that runs through mdzs. Did Yu Ziyuan WANT to be called Yu-fu’ren? Did she request it? Is her husband actually fine with it? The audience doesn’t get any of their internal landscape and is instead given a leading interpretation of the situation. How is our opinion of her then influenced?

To be clear, I don’t necessarily think that was necessarily the intention of this passage (maybe it was! or maybe mxtx just wanted to call her yu-fu’ren and realized she had to come up with some justification for it. i really couldn’t tell you); I just think that regardless of intention, its existence in relation to the larger themes of the novel can present a cool juxtaposition, if you dig a little bit.

Six: Song Lan, a respected cultivator, is more often referred to by his birth name, including people who are not intimate with him (normally, this would be rude), while Xiao Xingchen (who is intimate with him) calls him by courtesy name. Why?? We also don’t know. Does this lend support to my earlier headcanon about Wen Ning/Qionglin having a reversed intimacy/distance implication?? not… not really, but I like to think it at least kind of shows a precedent….. orz.

Seven: I find Xue Yang’s courtesy name, Xue Chengmei (成美), really fun ahaha. It comes from the phrase, 君子成人之美, an idiom that essentially means, “a gentleman always helps others attain their wishes”. Jin Guangyao gave it to him (not sure if this is canonical or extracanonical–i heard about it in an audio drama extra, much like how i get all my information orz) which I think is greatly amusing for obvious reasons.

Eight: Lan Wangji actually changes Sizhui’s birth name, even though you wouldn’t be able to tell just from hearing it. His original birth name is 苑, an imperial garden, but Lan Wangji changes it to 愿, as in wish (愿望) and to be willing (愿意), among other very beautiful sentiments. partially im sure to protect his identity, but also because. you know.

Basically all this is just to say, I think the naming/address conventions in mdzs are pretty weakly conceived, but you can find interesting things in them if you go looking! and we all know i love to go looking /o\

#the untamed #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #mdzs meta #the untamed meta #cql meta #mine #mymeta #wow this got long who's surprised -_-#sorry this isn't very coherent or like #well-thought out #it's just a jumbled collection of my thoughts #i didn't mean to spend too long on it but here we are #to be clear i am not an expert in chinese naming conventions #nor the ins and outs of the social implications of such things #so please take everything i say with a grain of salt #aaaahhh #Anonymous #asks and replies

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chocolate-parfait · 5 years ago

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Okay, I just got myself a tumblr account to ask for this Ikémen Vampire scenario, because the world needs this. Can you do one where the MC questions Mozart about his song "Leck mich im Arsch" (Ger. for "Kiss my ass" (lit. Lick me in the ass). I just can't imagine IkéVamp Mozart composing something like this so please be creative and do something funny. The song really exists btw. Real Mozart was a savage.

Started off serious, became trashy insults somewhere in the middle

Mozart being asked about his song “Kiss my ass” - ikevamp scenario (TW; mature language)

Thoughts are in italic

Bold AND italic is just me highlighting something

"Ugh, it hasn't even been a week and Sebastian is already burying me with work!" You mentally whined as you stretched your arms over your head. "Collect the sheets, wash the dishes, polish the shoes and wash the tablecloths..." each chore you listed made one of your fingers go up, and as the count reached ten you let out a deep sigh. You weren't even nowhere to be finished. "...ain't mama raise no weak bitch. Better get done with this before Sebastian yeets me into oblivion", you quietly spoke to yourself before going back to your full time slavery.

A lonely figure in the long corridor, you walked slightly bent forward for both the heaviness of the basket you were carrying and the mental and physical tiredness of your untrained body. As you took a turn at the end of the hallway, the lone sound of your footsteps found a companion. A sweet melody, a familiar one you had heard as a child, drifted through the air and waltzed its way to your ears. About ten meters from you there was the music room; you remembered it from Sebastian's tour of the house, but mostly because of the ever-so-friendly white haired composer that threatened you to stay kilometers away from him unless you wanted to be smacked to outer space. You had every intention of listening to him and avoiding any type of unnecessary contact with the man, but right now an irresistible curiosity pushed your feet to the prohibited door.

Was he composing something? Would he let you listen to one piece of his or play a modern-time song if you begged hard enough? somebody come git her she's dancing like a stripper If getting on your knees and throwing the last ounce of dignity you still had out of the window meant getting to witness Mozart's genius with your own two eyes --an impassable opportunity, too taunting to be ignored-- then someone better had to open up their purse and buy you some protective knee pads, 'cause ya girl was ready to crawl all around the mansion to get that P iano performance.

Inhaling some well needed air to get oxygen to your already malfunctioning brain in preparation of what was to come, you left the heavy basket full of dirty laundry and responsibilities behind and gently pushed the door open while peeking in with your head through the opening. As soon as he felt a pair of eyes on his back, Mozart abruptly stopped his magical fingers to turn to you, face contorted in an annoyed grimace.

Mozart: what.

MC: I- uh- uhm,,,, uhhhh- I... um

"Great job, chicken brain. The hero I absolutely didn't need right now"

Mozart: "I- uh- uhm,,,, uhhhh- I... um"...? I understand 15 languages and troglodyte isn't one of them. If you have nothing to say then leave.

MC: wait I-

Mozart: you didn't even knock. Are you really that impolite or did you grow up in a cave or something?

It hadn't even been 30 seconds and you had already been owned so hard not even a burnt Thanksgiving turkey could compare to this level of roasting, but there was no way in hell you were going to give up just for some edgy frail-looking man spouting some insults at you. You could probably smash him to the ground if you wanted, maybe... actually it would probably end with him snapping your neck like a twig, but at least the will to punch him was there.

You were ready to talk back with a savage comeback of your own, but before your mind could send the input to your mouth, his curt tone cut you off.

Mozart: Staring at people is a normal thing for future people? Makes me pity mankind. Get out.

...as kind as ever, the pianist! Kinda makes you want to kick him in the shins but you kept that thought to yourself.

As you were about to leave, two pair of footsteps got nearer to you from the corridor. Turning your head to the side you saw the clown duo making its way to the room, and you knew they were the ones who could provide you with the perfect chance to either succeed in your intent or bring you to a violent death.

Arthur: Oh my, what's happening in here? Is our wolfie making a move on our lovely MC before I can ask her out on a date myself?

Dazai: Good evening, Toshiko-san! Is something the matter?

And if this was your only opportunity, then you were going to use all your cards from the beginning. Mustering the best puppy eyes you could manage, you turned to the couple, and with a slightly whiny tone that resembled a half plea for help, you said:

MC: Ah, Arthur, Dazai-san! I just wanted to ask Mozart if I could listen to him playing the piano but he did nothing but be mean to me the whole time! I didn't even speak a word and he's already told me to leave twice~

Mozart: Which you didn't. So now I'm telling you a third time, leck mich. (=bug off)

Catching your subtle hint and feeling in the right mood to mess with the other fellow vampire, they decided to fan the flames of his annoyance by bringing in the discussion that one thing they knew he abhorred talking about.

Arthur: "Leck mich"? Why, Wolfie, you surprise me! You really haven't changed from your youth days, haven't you? My dear MC, did you know that the genius pianist here wrote a song called "Leck mich im Arsch"? A song about licking bums!

Dazai: Buttholes!

Arthur: Arseholes!

Dazai: Bungholes!

This was NOT the type of conversation you would've expected to have in a house full of historically important figures of such caliber, and foremost you were so close to bursting into a raging fit of laughter that only the scary aura of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart was preventing you to do so. Despite the amusement you were worried the vein on his temple would explode and show you something you did not sign up for.

Mozart: Haven't I already told you not to bring that up?

Dazai: My, what a chilling smile, Wolfie-kun! Keep that up and you'll scare all the ladies away~

MC: pft——— what ladies?

Mozart: What are you laughing about, dumbass

Arthur: Woah, woah, woah! That's not the proper way to speak to a lady, Mozie! Bad wolf, bad!

Mozart: Did you take me for a dog, you four eyed caveman?

The more the snow white haired man was filled with rage, the more the situation escalated into something even more ridiculous , so much that in the midst of it you didn't even mind the recent insult.

But something was nagging you at the back of your mind. Why did someone as much as a clean freak as him write a song about licking ass? Though you realized Arthur probably gave you the literal translation just to be more direct about his bullying, you guessed it still was something pretty vulgar for someone like him. although you had to admit that the gracious idea you had of him crumbled away the second he opened his mouth

MC: I would've never expected someone like you to write such a song...

Mozart: What are you talking about?

MC: Uhm, you know, you're pretty neat, you don't let anyone touch your piano because of their 'filthy hands'... a piece about butts is a bit...

Mozart: I was still young at the time. My humor used to be different from now, people change in the span of 100 years, you know?

Arthur: Sense of humor? I wasn't aware you had one!

Mozart: Ahahah, so very funny, you stupid tratschtante (=gossip aunt)

Dazai: Maa maa (=now, now ; ara ara maa maa), I don't think the song is that out of character. After all, "licking butts" still has the idea of cleaning something, doesn't it?

Everyone: ...

Arthur: ...That was a bit too much

MC: Yeah, it was.

Mozart: Disgusting. This is why I dont like you people

MC: Wait, so can I listen to-

Mozart: Scram. All of you.

#my writing #answered #ikemen vampire #ikevamp scenarios #ikevamp headcanons #ikevamp imagines #ikevamp mozart #Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

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incorrect-ikevamp-quotes · 5 years ago

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pls scream about Leo a lil bit cause my love for that man is neverending and i live for you guys' blog,,, and ur comte love fuels me??? head empty except for those two pureblood clowns

HNGNGNG I hope that both you and everyone that reads my shenanigans knows how utterly understood I feel when I see anyone stan Comte, if not both of those idiot purebloods bc good lord...I live for two tired fossil men that just want DOMESTIC BLISS. Literally they have no brain cells beyond respect women and we love that for us, it’s spectacular!!

Under a cut bc I went off and is long:

That being said I’d be happy to yell abt Leo!! Where do I even begin, this man was the reason I got into Ikevamp in the first place, and I’ve read just about every single one of his events at this point. He just makes me so TENDER!!!!!! For whatever reason the first thing that came to mind was this one time he lies about being jealous and MC is lolol u a fool if you think I can’t tell when you lie to me. And he’s so fuckiNG SHOOK?????? It’s even funnier because she’s internally like [I’m not 100% sure but for a second there he almost looked mad...time to test this theory even if it’s just A GAME T H E O R Y] And he’s so fucking pikachu meme that shit sends me. I can’t handle the fact that he’s so used to people just assuming he’s fine, that he can handle himself. That he’s lived for so long without really anyone noticing at all. (Comte absolutely notices and will lightly roast him, but doesn’t really push him about it or wants to overstep). And so when MC just actively pays attention and is so gentle with him he’s just floored???

God I’m crying now, but I will just never forget the funeral scene in his fucking rt. This asshole, this absolute moron, straight up tries to come at us with “yOu GeT uSeD tO iT aFtEr HaLf A mIlLeNiUm, i’M nOt SaD”. Like are you serious. Come here and let me hold you before I throttle you. Absolute clown. He’s just always trying so hard to get by on his own and it breaks my heart. How long...how long has he lived just getting by, nursing his own wounds and dragging himself up all by himself. HE LEFT HOME AT LIKE 14 (whatever the fuCK SOME TOO YOUNG AGE) AND RAN STRAIGHT INTO THE HANDS OF PEOPLE THAT HATED HIM FOR HIS TALENT. HE REMEMBERS HIS MENTORS DESTROYING HIS UTENSILS WHILE TRYING TO ESCAPE PARENTS THAT WHOLEHEARTEDLY REJECTED ANY EXPRESSION OF LOVE OR COMPASSION FOR HUMANITY THAT HE CHERISHED SO DEEPLY. I DON’T NEED SLEEP I NEED TO HUG HIM IMMEDIATELY FUCKING HELL.

Like.........there’s just........I don’t know how to explain it, but I once saw it explained so well in a post. It was basically talking about Castlevania, and how in that show Dracula sees humanity’s folly and develops so much hatred he just goes straight to murder rage. And while in some ways I understand that, I understand even more deeply Trevor’s response to humanity’s fear and violence. He says that he knows they’re short-sighted, that maybe we all just don’t deserve saving...but that he’s going to do it anyway. Leonardo just so much gives me that energy of knowing there’s so much pain in the world, but all we can do is keep walking--keep trying, even if we have to claw our way forward. Because if you only see the awfulness in front of you, you forget the way that strangers make silly faces at babies to make them laugh on the train, how a friend will put everything down to race over to someone and comfort them with some ice cream--do anything they can to distract them from the hurt. How the sight of a child crying will prompt careful cooing from a stranger as to their bravery, an offering of cool water, the gentle placement of a bandaid. How a pair of teenagers will spot a lost child in milliseconds and help them seek out their parents protectively. There is so much wretchedness, but also so much beauty in it all, and the older I get the more I see myself wanting to believe in the latter. I want to be hopeful, and easily impressed, and full of love. To be bitter and jaded accomplishes nothing, and only becomes a worsening self-fulfilling prophecy. The more you seek negativity, the more you will find it; and worse, create it.

I also scream a little bit bc like. I’ve gone on and on about how Comte is very obviously in love with MC all the time, and sure that may be true. But...I really don’t think Leo is exempt from that either if I’m honest lmfao. Only because what does Leonardo do when it isn’t his route? He almost never shows up. Once in a while he might appear for a split second in a scene, but he almost never converses with MC beyond those short moments. While Comte is the one to pine openly, I’d wager Leo is the opposite. He pines in absolute silence, because he knows that if he gets any closer--he’s going to fall. He’s going to enjoy it too much, going to keep seeking out more before he can stop himself. And losing another person he loves...he just can’t do it anymore. In his first meeting story he talks about seeing MC’s eyes and feeling like he’d known them all his life, and even in his MS he speaks to just being completely fascinated by and enamored of her. She doesn’t hesitate, always does her best, meets people head-on and without much hesitation. After a lifetime of people that are probably just immediately interested in him for his talents, or always seeking out his company for the novelty, this is someone that doesn’t give a single fuck if he’s Leonardo da Vinci. Sure she’s aware, and sure she’s impressed to some extent, but her respect--her attraction and admiration--is something that has to be earned.

There’s something so refreshing about how their love was written. Sure it’s the whole fake marriage to a real relationship, but it’s also a kind of subtle enemies to lovers pulled off masterfully. MC is 100% minding her own business, just wants to do what she must in order to get home, tries to focus on her work to keep from thinking about how much she misses her old life. She doesn’t rely on anyone, doesn’t talk about how hard it is or how scary it is or how confusing. And even Leonardo forgets in his curiosity, is just chillin and also just trying to do the bare minimum to keep from getting too attached--figures he can admire her from a distance. And then he sees her staring at the hourglass. And suddenly, he can’t just watch her do that herself. Just wait for the hard times to pass, just sit with her own loneliness--that hollowing silence. There’s something so moving about it because he reaches out precisely because he knows that feeling to his fucking marrow, and literally just cannot watch somebody else do that to themselves. Sure he’s been dealing with it for three hundred years, BUT THIS GOOD BABIE CHILD DOES NOT DESERVE THIS. SHE WORKS HARD AND DESERVES NICE THINGS!!!!!!!! And so he drives her crazy as he races ahead of her, intercepting any attempt for her to preserve that silence and hide. She doesn’t see any pattern to it, and that’s just how he likes it--he doesn’t want her to worry about the how or why.

Like I fully remembering playing in Japanese and being like oh my fucking god this is hilarious, this man is just a wild fucker and I love this. I was enjoying myself, mostly laughing and shaking my head. But then it just gets so, so serious. I was having so much fun that I, like a fool, forgot the anime effect. If you’re having fun, it’s going to come crashing down without mercy soon enough. And it does. He helps a little girl without any hope play her violin again, and maybe I’m just too English major but I was fucking FLOORED when I realized I didn’t see that that was straight foreshadowing. That little girl without hope? That was MC (and by extension depending on how you play, us). Though the metaphor isn’t quite so easily mapped without a physical space, the connection is clear when you think about it. With his careful social awareness, he makes a place for MC to exist in the mansion so naturally--as though she was meant to be there from the start, crafts a positive impression of her presence with each of the residents. And he does it with zero expectation of anything in return; he’s just happy to see her not stressing herself out anymore or trying to do everything alone. MC doesn’t fall in love with him despite their differences, she falls in love with him because they are the same in a singular and all-encompassing way that matters; they both care about other people so deeply, to the point where they will forego any personal needs in order to make that person’s life easier. Whether it be muting their own hardship, or working to involve another person in a new space (or opening up to the point of self-destruction to keep a person from feeling alone), they go above and beyond what anybody asks of them--perhaps strong to the point of their own detriment, in some cases.

It’s why I always laugh when he says to Sebastian “That cara mia, she has a good heart.” Of course she does, Leonardo; it certainly takes one to know one.

And because I literally have no brain cells beyond being in fucking love with Leonardo THE LAKE SCENE IS AN AFFRONT TO MY DIGNITY AND SELF-CONTROL. HOW DARE YOU, SIGNORE. HOW DARE YOU ASK ME TO SIT THERE AND WATCH YOU OPEN YOUR HEART TO ME AND NOT BAWL MY EYES OUT AND TRY TO KISS YOU ALL AT THE SAME TIME. SIGNORE “hAhA yOu’Re So SmAlL yOu LoOk LiKe YoU’rE DrOwNiNg In My CoAt.” I WOULD DROWN AND DIE HAPPY--BITCH I TELL YOU THAT.

Like. I can’t think of another route I’ve ever done where I spent a good amount of time like “lmfao this guy is so wild im gonna punch him” to just be in a whirlpool of my own tears, regretting my entire fucking LIFE days later. Like Leonardo’s cultural impact???? Fucking immeasurable, I wish every white man disaster I ever met had a hidden heart of gold in all of his boyish dumbassery, an ICONIC himbo of our time.

Also because I remembered it before posting and I am Dying^TM. The event where MC was a pureblood and he was human. That entire fucking event. I literally can’t think about it without screaming and crying. Her just so flustered at his reaction to her like “oh look, free real estate” as he plops her in his lap, absolutely no fear, treating her like a princess because of her noble title despite NO NECESSITY BEYOND PLAYFULNESS BUT ALSO STILL MEANING IT IN AN EARNEST WAY, being charming to no END just to see her laugh or look away shyly.

WHEN HE SAID. WHEN HE SAID “...Can’t leave you alone, or you might go off someplace I can’t follow.” I. CONGRATULATIONS, YOU STRIPPED DEVOTION DOWN TO ITS BARE ESSENTIALS!!!!!! GAH HOW MC HERSELF SAYS “I would tell him the truth but...he’s much too generous for a human. I know he would offer his life without a moment’s hesitation.” How Leo describes the aftermath of her biting him: “Lucky for you, I’m a true gentleman, Unlike my principessa, who took me like a storm” HELLO??????? H E L L O ???????????????????????? ARE WE JUST GOING TO SLEEP ON THE FACT THAT HE LOST HIS ENTIRE SOUL WHEN SHE BIT HIM???? I--

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

(Also as much as I love him the cigarillos have got to go at some point, boy do you have any idea the shit secondhand smoke does good lordt)

#asks #ikevamp #ikemen vampire #ikevamp leonardo #ikevamp comte #can you feel me going through 800 different emotions in the course of writing this #fucking hell #he absolutely kills me i love him so much #would do ANYTHING for him #if you listen v closely you can hear the soft sound of me grabbing tissues #god i was just rewatching some of his events and i just #THE SHEER WARMTH OF HIS PRESENCE HOW IT WASHES OVER YOU WHILE READING #IM SHAKING AND CRYING I LOVE HIM SO MUCH #SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#like leo is just one of those routes where its like 'my life was before and after this moment'#otome is honestly destroying my standards OTL #he just makes me feel So Much my coherence disappears #brain cells???? don't know her only Leo tiddy #in conclusion: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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thegeminisage · 6 years ago

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we were robbed: the morgana & arthur edition

i have a well-worded and very-thought-out meta about this brewing in me but i don’t have time for all that so have this instead (spoilers obviously):

arthur & morgana didn’t know they were brother and sister but in actuality they would have GROWN UP like brother and sister because (though we don’t have any ages) it’s implied that morgana came to uther quite young

season 1 has them acting all flirty with a touch of antagonism but if they had had their shit together from the start there would have been nothing but (somewhat loving) antagonism from the get-go

a nice thing to have done would have been for someone to suggest arthur/morgana and for them both to look genuinely disgusted (”he’s like my BROTHER”/”she’s like my SISTER”) instead of “i’m pretending to be disgusted but secretly i’d hit it” because it would have been really funny come season 3 when the reveal came thru

here’s the thing about siblings, particularly when there are only just the two of you and you’re very close in age: siblings know you better than anyone. if you grow up with someone they have been witness to all of your weird obsessions and awkward phases and stupid crushes and bad ideas. they are often the only playmate of your age and so you spend 100% of your time together whether you like it or not. you learn to tolerate them and vice versa. you know what will make them happy. you know what will piss them off. there is no one you hate more than your sibling. there is no one you love more than your sibling. no one else on earth can make you so angry or so happy. they are your partner in crime and/or the one framing you for murder. they will help you bury a body and mock you mercilessly for it for the rest of time. siblings are your life companion until one of you becomes an adult. in a perfect world, nobody would have ever, ever, EVER understood arthur and morgana as well as they understood each other - absolutely no one else on earth can comprehend what it’s like to grow up where you grew up with the parents that you had except someone who did it with you

AND THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED FOR ARTHUR AND MORGANA

imagine a canon where when morgana says in season 1 that SHE ALONE can convince arthur to defy their father and get him to do (whatever dumb thing - kill the afanc, find the morteus flower, etc) it’s not because of her Womanly Wiles it’s because she grew up with this IDIOT and she knows him better than he knows himself

imagine a canon where arthur and morgana’s relationship more closely resembles merlin and arthur’s just for the SHEER AMOUNT of insults traded - and morgana hardly has to mind her tongue the way merlin sometimes does because she and arthur are nearly of equal station

shooting each other rude looks behind uther’s back at dinner, absolutely roasting people at court under their breath, roasting each OTHER under their breath, scheming to get away with mad plots right under uther’s nose, tattling on each other when one of them was holding a grudge, alternatively arch-enemies and thick as thieves, that’s SIBLINGHOOD, babey. like this except if morgana wasn’t lying

you know what i think? if morgana and arthur had been written as proper siblings, arthur would have been one of the first people morgana confessed the truth about her magic to. yes sometimes it’s hard to tell people close to you about that shit, but we didn’t see morgana so much as CONSIDER telling arthur the truth in canon. arthur, as morgana’s adoptive-not-adoptive brother, would be one of the most important people in her life (and vice versa). if magic = gay, there’s no way she wouldn’t asking probing questions such as “so hypothetically if you found out someone you loved had magic what would you do” (more subtle than that because she’s not merlin but you get the idea - that’s what the gays do with our straight siblings. we test for homophobia.)

like if arthur had come for her when he thought the druids kidnapped her because he was actually as distraught and worried as uther was and she, instead of freaking out and fleeing, begged him to cover for her because she wanted to stay - THAT’S WHAT SIBLINGS DO. they ask impossibly hard shit of each other and then they owe one another favors for the rest of their lives. morgana and arthur should have been RIDE OR DIE for each other. that arthur would have fucking covered for her or at least been really torn about it and really fucked up that he didn’t, if he chose not to

i would have loved to see arthur struggle more with the fact that was not only morgana his biological sister but she was magical - and yeah he didn’t find out until morgana had turned ~evil~ but THAT IS WHAT WE WERE ROBBED OF

as a matter of fact arthur only gets about 5 total minutes of screentime in the same frame as morgana AT BEST! after she pulls off the sister & magic reveals but in every bit of it he is fucking HEARTBROKEN. arthur’s more fucked up about morgana than merlin is and it’s merlin’s stupid fault she went darkside to begin with

look at the tears in her eyes. he’s so sad to see her like this. he calls her MY LADY even when she’s trying to murder them all. arthur grew up with morgana. arthur must have loved her SO MUCH. she would without a doubt be someone he considered his immediate family. there’s a million and one fanfics about arthur changing his mind about magic after he discovers someone he loves (merlin) would be killed for having it, but almost none of them deal with how arthur would take the revelation that morgana, his sister in all but name (at least until he finds out she’s actually his biological sister too), has magic, and would have to be put to death according to the law

like. ok. he sent merlin out of town when merlin was facing execution over something as simple as STEALING in 2.06, he helped mordred escape the chopping block in 1.08, he pled gwen’s case in 1.03 when he thought she was a sorceress for real, do we really think he wouldn’t have fought for morgana?

moving on: morgana died nearly right in front of arthur and we get 0 emotional reaction from him - typical. granted he was also dying, but a word exchanged about how the pendragon line ended with the two of them on the same day would not have gone amiss.

think of the PARALLELS - they both died from a sword forged in a dragon’s breath, when their father was the one who drove the dragons to extinction

LIKE: morgana wanting arthur to lift the ban on magic SO BADLY yet being the reason arthur remains convinced he can’t - because he watched his bright sweet compassionate and brave sister become someone cold and ruthless - watched her pain morph her into someone not unlike uther, who also used his pain as an excuse to kill people

arthur wanting morgana to stop her crusade EQUALLY badly but HE’S the reason she remains convinced she can’t do that EITHER because he still won’t lift the fucking ban

(AND LET US NEVER FORGET THAT THEY BOTH HAVE THAT FIREBRAND PENDRAGON RAGE - when arthur gets mad he gets GOOD and mad - both of them tried to kill uther, both of them at one point attempted to or actually did disown him once they were able to fully comprehend the extent of his crimes)

their reconciliation could have been so good. morgana insisting that magic didn’t make her this way, people did - people like arthur and uther. as good as arthur’s moment at the druid shrine in 4.10 was, that same moment and emotion should have gone to morgana in late season 4 or 5 (preferably while she was beating his face in with him making no effort to stop her winter soldier style lmao)

man ok arthur and merlin’s grand tragic not-quite-romance was good and fucked up and i love it to death, but SIBLING RELATIONSHIPS are so fucking powerful. they’re messy and difficult but most of all they’re ENDURING because you just can’t pick your family

and they had such a good character and good relationship RIGHT THERE with morgana and they WASTED all of their potential

thats ALL IM SAYING. ok. thank u and goodnight

#personal #merlin blogging #bbc merlin #liz's meta #liz's merlin stuff #i guess is gonna have to be a tag i use #long post #sorry for the amanda palmer song but like #they say u can catch it but sometimes ur born with it HELLO that's magic babey #liz makes stuff

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taexual · 6 years ago

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HOLIC - 30 | jb x reader

pairing: Im Jaebum x Reader

genre: enemies to lovers au | roommate au

warnings: angsty fluff (my new favorite kind, apparently)

words: 3.6k

disclaimer: i do not own the gif, please let me know if it belongs to you, so i can give proper credit

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Each day after you’ve listened to Jaebum’s countless reminders and finally managed to compose the e-mails with your portfolios to send them to a few galleries around the country was more stressful than the previous one. You tried not to check your e-mail too obsessively but it was proving to be difficult and Jaebum, who was to blame for your newfound anxiety because he’d made you press the final button and send those e-mails, was now your only distraction.

He noticed your nervous expression each time the e-mail app wasn’t loading fast enough – because, of course, he’d notice these things about you – and he promptly suggested taking you out someplace that wasn’t home to get your mind – and his, too, though he tried to keep himself in check for your sake; he’s made you anxious about his music plenty of times already – off of this.

Now because both of you were mature adults who didn’t want to get drunk and then wake up early the next morning for work – obviously, what you didn’t want to deal with here wasn’t a hangover but rather the consequences of drinking alcohol with each other – Jaebum ended up taking you to the potentially least harmful place on the whole planet.

His favorite ice cream shop in his old neighborhood.

You had to bite the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from grinning when the two of you stopped outside of the old building and he introduced the store downstairs as a place where he’d come whenever he had stayed up drinking last night and needed something sweet, or when Mark was no longer willing to give him drinks on the house at his bar.

It felt special to be in a place that used to be a prominent part of his life and you were glad he took you here, but the butterflies nearly imploded inside of your stomach after he opened the door for you, allowing you to enter first, and one simple thought popped into your mind: this felt an awful lot like a date.

You tried to resist the impulses to smile and instead focused on Jaebum’s voice as he talked about the last time he’d been here with a group of friends after a night-out, and all of them have collectively agreed that ice cream was simply the best drunk food.

“Why didn’t you come here after that?” you asked him after the two of you sat down by the table next to the big, floor-to-ceiling window at the back of the store. It was sunny outside so you both found yourselves squinting at each other as you ate your ice cream.

“I moved,” Jaebum explained simply. “There was no need to go back here and, besides, it felt weird to return to a place that held so many memories after I’d set my mind on moving on. I thought it’d be a step back to come here again.”

The waffle cone you’ve brought to your mouth seemingly froze for just a second. You debated asking him if Suji lived nearby, too, but, eventually, decided against it. There was no point – you wouldn’t have learned anything new, just satisfied your curiosity which could honestly do with a little starving after you’ve gotten the answers to so many questions already.

“How does it feel to be back now?” you asked instead, focusing on the cold, sugary sensations in your mouth. The ice cream here really was good.

“Normal,” Jaebum replied, “which is surprising. I wondered what it’d be like to come back here and I feared it wouldn’t be the same and I’d be disappointed, or worse, I’d get overwhelmed with the memories and leave immediately, but, hey, the ice cream here is still good, the company is still good, so it’s… all good.”

You smiled at this. “Have you considered finding a new ice cream spot to eat in after getting drunk?”

“Mark won’t let me,” he said, making you snicker. “He used to come here with me and the rest of the guys but then he got that job at the bar – he’s, basically, a manager there by now – and now he insists we eat there. And, you know, when you’re eating in a bar—”

“—you end up drinking even more,” you finished knowingly. “Yes and that’s how alcoholism develops.”

“I’m sure that’s Mark’s end-game for us all,” Jaebum sighed. “Be careful. You’re one of us now.”

You tried to hide your smile behind your ice cream cone but it was probably still obvious in the way your entire face lit up when he said this. One of us meant he didn’t have – or tried not to have – any problems with you being friends with his friends anymore. It meant you’ve truly reached a new period in your relationship with each other, hopefully having buried all of the insecurities-turned-obstacles on your way here.

“I think I’m good,” you said, hoping that Jaebum will consider your wide grin as a manifestation of simple happiness instead of figuring out just how much hearing this meant to you. “I don’t drink that often anyway.”

“What constitutes as ‘often’ for you?” he asked, curious. “Sure, I’ve only seen you drunk a handful of times since we started to live together so you may not have a problem right now, but wait a couple of months. Mark and I are a horrible influence.”

You were laughing as he said this. “Mark? No way, he’s such a sweet guy! You, on the other hand…”

“Me?” Jaebum raised his eyebrows, mock-offense decorating his features. “I am the absolute epitome of the perfect child! My mom always said that any mother would be lucky to have a son like me.”

“Oh, that’s nice,” you replied, actually pausing for a second because that was nice, but then continuing anyway because teasing him has become your favorite hobby, “except, see, all mothers say that to their children.”

“I hope you’re not calling my mother a liar.”

“I’d never! I’m sure she’s a wonderful lady,” you replied, “so, I really don’t know where you get your attitude from.”

“Hey, watch it,” Jaebum warned you, the playful glint in his eyes mirroring the one in yours. “I’m paying for your ice cream but I might change my mind if you keep at it.”

Taking a bite of the waffle cone, you gave him a mischievous smile. “Why? Can’t handle a little roast?”

“That’s not a roast,” he said. “That’s slander.”

You laughed. “Slander means it’s not true and we both know that everything I’ve said is—”

“Here’s your check,” a female voice cut you off and you both raised your heads to look at the waitress that had stopped by your table, a metal tray with a check on it in her hands.

The waitress gave Jaebum a smile – and, to make her intentions even more obvious, she didn’t even bother to look at you – and then turned around to walk away. She was very pretty so you couldn’t help but follow her with your eyes as she returned to the register, but, when you turned back to Jaebum, you’d found out that he hadn’t done the same. He was watching you.

“I—” he started to say but then he picked up the check instead. “In all the times that I’ve been here, they’ve never brought the check over. I always had to pay at the register.”

“Hmm,” that didn’t surprise you. The sudden rapid beating of your heart, however, did. “Maybe she liked you.”

Jaebum almost scoffed. “No, I don’t think so.”

You couldn’t see why not – especially not after you glanced over at the cash register and caught the waitress still watching Jaebum – but you tried to continue to eat your ice cream as nonchalantly as it was possible while your chest proceeded to fill with surprising amounts of bitterness and—yeah, let’s be honest—jealousy.

“When I was a waitress, I also used to bring the check over to the table myself,” you admitted, “if I found the guys there attractive.”

Jaebum seemed surprised to hear this.

“Wow,” he said, his eyebrows raised. “I never pegged you for someone who’d do that.”

“I was lonely,” you shrugged, not proud of your choices from back in the day but not exactly ashamed of them, either, knowing that nothing you’ve done had any long-lasting consequences. “Desperate times call for desperate measures.”

“It’s not desperate,” he disagreed, not trying to put you down for anything. Honesty was a virtue for him, though, so he found himself adding, “it’s just… kind of unfair for the other people that you didn’t find attractive.”

“It is, yeah,” you agreed and then sighed somewhat wistfully. It was so easy to romanticize memories, making it seem as though certain periods of your life were far more glorious than they actually were and you were guilty of doing that. Whenever you looked back at your days it college, it just seemed like a simpler time even though you knew that wasn’t true. “Oh, but, to make it fair, that method never worked out. I never got asked out by any of those guys.”

Jaebum leaned back in his chair, even more surprised by this confession. Clearing his throat, he finished his own waffle cone and then grabbed a napkin from the table between you.

“Okay,” he said once he’d finished wiping the corners of his mouth. “I might believe that you were eager enough to hit on guys by bringing their checks to them but I will never believe that not a single one of them asked you out.”

His words were like a sudden match, lighting you on fire and dragging you out of the fountain of nostalgia that you’ve caught yourself bathing in.

“I’m serious,” you said, your face very warm all of a sudden. “Must have been the planets aligning themselves to restore the balance of fairness because I gave certain people the special treatment.”

“Were there a lot of certain people?” Jaebum wondered, a small smile tugging at his lips.

You were unsure why he’d ask you this. “No, I wouldn’t say so. Why? Is there a limit as to how many people a waitress can hit on? Because they didn’t fire me so I must have not reached it—”

“No, no, I was just curious how many guys there were who had no taste at all.”

Frowning lightly, you asked, “what do you mean?”

Jaebum shrugged his shoulders, toying with the check. He didn’t particularly like it when you didn’t understand his subtle flirting and he had to explain himself in more obvious terms but he’d have hated it more if he didn’t get his point across.

“Well, they haven’t taken the chance of asking you out, so, you know,” he said, “they have no standards. Or a horrible, horrible taste.”

You were going to die right then and there, you were sure of it. He was going to kill you.

“Well, are you going to ask her out?” you tried asking to redirect the attention from your flustered state to the waitress who’d approached you before. “She’s beautiful.”

“No, I’m, uh…” Jaebum was the one who looked down this time. “I’m actually not interested in that.”

“In that?”

Although your mind may not have quite understood his words, your soul seemed to know exactly what he was talking about as your heart – that was in the process of melting – suddenly focused on anxious beating instead. Even the butterflies inside of you settled down to listen, weighing heavily on your stomach.

“Well, you know,” he waved his hands around as if that explained it, “in dating her. In dating any other girl. I don’t want that.”

He looked at you when he said the last few words – somehow, hopeful that you’ll catch what he was really trying to convey without having to explain himself yet again – but you remained frozen in your seat, the ice cream now starting to melt inside of the cone.

“Oh,” you uttered and then, to hide the obvious disappointment in your tone, tried to cough. “Okay. Well, anyway—”

“Jaebum?”

The two of you were interrupted once again only, this time, right before you turned your head in the direction of the voice – it was coming from behind you – you caught sight of Jaebum’s eyes widening in surprise. He didn’t look quite as alarmed as he had when he’d thought Suji had rung his doorbell that one time – his skin had passed pale, and gone straight to translucent back then – but he didn’t look very pleased, either.

There was a—very pretty—girl, smiling at him from across the room. When his eyes landed on hers, she started to approach your table. He hadn’t indicated for her to come over but she was doing it anyway because, apparently, your table had suddenly turned into a hotspot for beautiful women.

Not that Jaebum wanted to date any of them because, as it turned out, he wasn’t interested in dating anyone. Funny.

“Wow,” the girl spoke after having stopped next to you. Her eyes were on Jaebum. “I never thought I’d see you here again.”

“I didn’t think I’d come back,” Jaebum replied, his eyes nervously drifting to you as you tried to let go of his previous confession and make sense of what was happening right now. The girl must have been one of his old friends but he looked awfully uncomfortable in her presence.

You busied yourself with finishing your ice cream and then reached for a napkin, successfully hiding yourself from the almost penetrating gaze of the girl next to you as her eyes landed on you.

“Who’s your friend?” she asked Jaebum. “I don’t think we’ve met.”

He didn’t like the question – frankly, you didn’t either; she could have asked you directly instead of treating you like you weren’t there – and you felt him reach over the table and place one of his hands on yours in a completely uncharacteristic manner. You nearly flinched and pulled away but, after noticing the determination in his eyes, you remained frozen instead, his hand resting on yours.

“This is my roommate,” Jaebum told the girl, giving her a meaningful look.

Her eyes were on your hands as a knowing smile spread across her face. “Oh, so this is her!”

She said it as if she’d heard about you before and you dared to raise your head to give her a good look. You were certain you’ve never seen the girl before – let alone heard anyone even describe her – and yet you saw recognition in her eyes. She did know you. Or, at least, she knew of you.

You weren’t sure if you should have said anything – she didn’t ask for your name or even bothered to introduce herself, after all – so you decided to just let their conversation play out and stayed quiet instead, allowing Jaebum to keep in control of the situation.

“Yeah,” he cleared his throat, his hand still on yours. “It is… her.”

“Well, it was very nice to see you again,” the girl said, more awkward now. She must have started to notice the unwelcome tone in Jaebum’s voice. “You should stop by here more often. We’ve missed you. And… we would all love to get to know your, uh, roommate.”

Jaebum wasn’t even trying to be pleasant as he dropped a very unenthusiastic, “I’m busy.”

“Of course,” she was clearly expecting to hear that. “Well, if you change your mind, give me – or any one of us – a call. I’m sure Suji would be ecstatic to see you again, too.”

You didn’t think it was possible for two people to flinch at the exact same time but it almost seemed as though an electric current had suddenly run through your body and straight into Jaebum’s – or, maybe, it was the other way around – as both of your gazes widened. Yours because you weren’t expecting Jaebum’s old friend group to include his old girlfriend – although, that made sense, knowing how in control of his life she was – and his because he wasn’t expecting this girl to be so obvious about her intentions, even though he should have probably expected her to bring Suji into this after she saw him take your hand.

“It’s good to see you, Jaebum,” the girl said after Jaebum didn’t respond to her previous statement.

Not removing his eyes from yours, he merely nodded in acknowledgment. “Cassie.”

The girl left you alone without another word – although she did hesitate which could have meant that she’d have loved to stick around for longer – and you let another moment pass before you dared to turn around. She was standing by the cash register, paying for three cones of ice cream. You turned back around as soon as you saw her glance back at you.

Both you and Jaebum waited until she left the store before finally speaking again.

“So…” you started, unsure where to begin.

Jaebum removed his hand from yours and used it to pinch the bridge of his nose instead. “Yeah. I didn’t think—I thought coming here during the day would save me from running into anyone I knew.”

“Was she one of your friends?” you decided to inquire first and foremost.

Jaebum nodded and then added, “well, more Suji’s than mine, I guess. I knew Cassie from university – she was a year above me. She was my coordinator—well, not just mine, but—anyway. Mark had a crush on her at one point so we hung out a lot in less official settings and became friends, I guess. Cassie is, uh—s-she’s the one that introduced Suji to me.”

As you looked down at your hand, still palm down on the table between you, you realized that this explained the unexpected hand-holding. He was looking for a way to prove that he’d moved on.

“I see,” you said awkwardly. “She seemed awfully eager to reunite with you.”

“Right,” he scoffed, “that’s not happening. That whole thing is over. When I tried to escape Suji,” he continued and you’d have judged his choice of wording if you hadn’t known what Suji was like, “I also ended up escaping half of my friends.”

“Well, if they didn’t stick with you, are they really your friends?”

Jaebum removed his hand from his face, giving you a nod. “I know. That’s why I never even considered reuniting with them. Although, it did seem childish at first. It felt like I was holding a grudge against them because they took Suji’s side after our initial break-up but… they were never really on my side per se, to begin with.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine.”

“No, it’s not,” you disagreed, angry about this on his behalf. “This is the place where you’d created so many memories. It’s not fine that Suji took them away from you. It’s not fine that you can’t come back here without running into any of the people that had pretended to be your friends for all of these years. It’s—it’s not fine, Jaebum. And I’m sorry.”

His heart – that had been hammering in his chest ever since Cassie came over to your table – finally seemed to calm down.

“It’s fine,” he said again, “because I'm not here alone.”

You swallowed, blinking slowly. “I would love to meet the other half of your friends. The real ones. The ones who stayed with you.”

This touched him even more as he nodded with no hesitation whatsoever. “You will. They will love you.”

He didn’t add anything else but this already meant so much. After having been left alone by nearly all of his friends, he was showing more and more willingness to finally trust someone new. He was finally ready to return to the places that had meant so much to him and create new memories – memories that he trusted not to become false in the long run.

And you were beyond confused.

He’d held your hand – which was a way to show Cassie that he couldn’t have cared less about Suji, no doubt – even though he was the kind of person who didn’t really care about what the others were saying – unless it was about his music, of course. But, you could find explanations to that. Cassie was Suji’s friend, it was likely that she was going to report all that she’d seen today back to her and Jaebum took precautions to make sure Suji didn’t try to come back into his life again. These precautions weren’t particularly unpleasant – you certainly didn’t mind Jaebum holding your hand or people assuming that you were together – but the confusion caused by his earlier confession was. It made your stomach churn all the way back to your apartment.

You just didn’t get it. He said he wasn’t interested in dating and yet you and him were doing almost everything a couple who was dating would do, except without the label. You knew he’d dated Suji and it didn’t end well – and you weren’t trying to be dismissive of all the emotional trauma caused by that relationship and all that had come after – but you had genuinely thought that he had moved on. He’d finally cut his ties with her, once and for all. He’d showcased signs of actually having feelings for you and even admitted that he’d actually thought you and him could have dated when you first met at the bar. Hell, he’d even kissed you on several occasions.

But he wasn’t interested in dating and, even though you knew that the current state of your friendship with Jaebum had its lines blurred by how far the two of you had gone with each other, you were suddenly even more confused about what you were doing. Was he just taking the chance – since you lived with each other – and doing whatever he wanted without worrying about any official statuses because he didn’t think this was a permanent thing? But then, if that’s the case, why did he say all of those things – why admit he’d thought of starting a relationship with you when you met? Why admit he’d been afraid you’d rip his heart out if he put it on the line?

Perhaps you were stupid for believing everything he’d told you – he was basically writing songs for a living, after all – but some of his statements didn’t coincide with the other ones, and you were simply—and yet, unexplainably—confused.

Meanwhile, Jaebum, as he walked next to you back to your apartment, noticed the clouded expression on your face and was able to realize that he was to blame for it. It was very obviously something that he’d said but he wasn’t sure what. He debated if holding your hand in front of Cassie was the right thing to do because that could have lead you to believe that he was hoping to make Suji jealous to get a reaction out of her when that couldn’t have been further from the truth. He just didn’t want to see her again and, alright, a small, very bitter part of him wanted to spite her -- he wanted her to know that he was happy without her.

But Jaebum wanted to believe that you understood that. That you believed he didn’t care about Suji anymore. So, it must have been something else that had brought upon your change in demeanor.

You didn’t understand what had happened there at the store and he didn’t, either because, after having learned how similar you were to each other, you could have never imagined you’d be able to misinterpret each other’s words in a way that put a pause on your developing—or… regressing—relationship.

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contrabbandieridivilla · 6 years ago

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couple tag game

thanks to the loveliest @edonori for tagging me🌻 skamit may die but incantava is immortal!! also i know you tagged me like a week ago it’s just i haven’t logged on here in forever so yeah im sorry:/

Rules: answer this 20 questions about the couple below and then tag other people

Couple: Incantava

1. When did you start to ship them? as soon as the cast was announced but i didnt watch s1 live because i was super busy with exams all of april and may and travelled the first two weeks of june so i only caught up when i got back during the summer but yeah as soon as i saw the cast i just knew

2. How much do you ship them 1-10? that’s not a thing you can’t put a number on i’m sorry

3. Why do you ship them? ¡sappy alert! so first off i see myself way too much in ele so where ever her heart goes i follow and support but also they are both probably the loneliest souls in their surroundings and they keep hiding that so others wouldn’t know and they don’t open up to others easily but they work so well together that they were able to find each other and do the very thing that scares them most and now they’re each other’s family and i think that’s beautiful

4. My opinion: I don’t like them / they’re meh / they’re okay / I like them / I love them / I’m obssesed / They own my heart / they’re my otp (i will die for them.) (and kill too probably)

5. Favorite scene? wohoho okay uhmm so from s1: sei bellissima cazzo like i don’t think you can even understand how- like they- she- he- yeeeaahhh👉👈 but then from s3 it’s the sleepover clip, i dont care what came after i dont care about anything else and i remember the breakdowns in my groupchat the very moment he started singing

6. Favorite quote? hai copiato il look di Luca Scamarcio | ciao mi chiamo Edoardo Incanti e mi fate tutti un po’ schiffo | Communque... hai veramente dei capelli di merda | “sono talmente innamorata di edorado che -” dammi il telefono | possiamo andare dove vuoi, in spagna, in turchia, a parigi | sei bellissima cazzo | che cazzo te ridi and so many more but i have to stop myself or else

7. Favorite social media post? because of some truly unfortunate events we don’t have much content from them so i would have to say that instagram story col’ gelato:))

8. An underrated moment of them? i have two. and they aren’t scenes or clips but really just instants and i think they are underrated because... you see when working with a william character it’s very easy to slip up and make the character and the relationship abusive. however these two teeny moments do just the oposite they are written and worked into the show as a very subtle way to create a softer edo, or a “sottone” as the italian language puts it so perfectly. the 8 seconds between c’è un’ultima cosa and sei bellissima cazzo. the breath he takes, he looks away and looks nervous and that just humanizes both him and the phrase... it’s not something that he uses with everyone and even if he does those three little moments make the viewer understand that for him ele is not like the others instead of sounding like some mechanism and then you have edo’s face expressions when texting ele in tre, due, uno for the same reasons and you see that he cares for her and is happy and i realise this is like a paragraph but i love doing character and scene analysis so i just let myself loose haha

9. The most heartbreaking moment? “ops” andr*a di merdaaaaaa

10. Funniest moment? tisanina? limone o zenzero? and un bacio ofc oh and i’m rereading before posting and that moment at the end of e1 when they slide the box of cookies back and forth and ele finally reaches for it

11. The song that reminds you the most of them? uhm all of them? but probably mine by offenbach

12. Favorite change they made from the og? ele telling edo what happened instead of andr*a and ele not falling on the floor and all the other ones mentioned above in this post

13. Something you wish to see from them? domestic. we never got to see that with the og because of the extra drama but yeah like edo sort of being part of the girl squad and ele sort of being a villa dude that whole thing

14. Favorite moment in s1? sei bellissima, cazzo are you surprised?

15. Favorite moment in s2? “pensavo piovesse sempre e si mangiasse di merda” “si impara anche l’inglese, dicono serva” i just- exCUSE MEE did you just-

16. Favorite moment in s3? when she was seated on the counter in e3 and couldn’t stop laughing because girl samesies and also she was soo puuureee

17. What do you love the most about them? that they are so different yet so similar... if that makes sense

18. What do you miss the most about them? their shitty banter and roasts but like everything... i miss them so much it hurts

19. Any headcanons? i like to think that this summer was the best they had and they took so many pictures everywhere around the world but also that edo and filo became best buddies because of not what’s even the point

20. Random thought about them? their level of banter is on a level i can only aspire to reach with anyone in my life but have you seen their smiles???

i am tagging: anyone who wants to it:))

#i was tagged #incantava #can you tell i like sei bellissima cazzo? because i rly dont #i mean obviously #thank you so much for tagging me this was so fun:)

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numba99 · 6 years ago

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Hate to Love You Part 2

Part 1

Summary: You and Jimmy have never gotten along. To say you hated each other would be an understatement. But when a night at a party takes an unexpected turn, things between the two of you change forever. I know my summaries be so vague im sORRY just trust me. Word Count 1,792

Warning: Smut, my lazy ass not proof reading

You woke up the next morning, a subtle soreness between your legs. You groaned, pulling the sheets over your head, wishing it was all just a bad dream. But no, that smug smile on Jimmy’s face you saw every time you closed your eyes was from a very real mistake.

You don’t know what had come over you. You told yourself it was alcohol, but truthfully, you knew you weren’t more than just a little buzzed. Not nearly enough to make you act so foolishly. You felt stupid, having shown your hand to the last person you wanted to know what cards you were holding. Even if it was just one of the cards in very, very fine print said that you thought Jimmy was attractive, that was not something you wanted you wanted made public.

With a heavy sigh, you rolled over, snatching your phone off your night stand. There was a text from Brady at the top of your notifications. Your stomach dropped. Jimmy told him what happened and he was roasting you already, you thought as you punched in your pass code in a panic.

Hey you left your bag at my place. I’ll be at practice most of the day but you can come by and grab it whenever

You let out a sigh of relief, your secret was safe, for now at least. You tried to know as little about Jimmy as possible, but from what you gathered with your time hanging out with Brady was that he loved to talk. You heard more about his hook ups than you ever cared to know. You cringed at the thought of him talking about you like one of his conquests.

You got yourself out of bed, wanting to retrieve your things as soon as possible. Not only would you not be able to last long without the contents of your purse - you thanked your lucky stars you had slipped your apartment keys in your pocket that night - but because you didn’t want to risk running into Jimmy.

You dug out the spare key Brady had given you when he first moved to the city from your sock drawer before heading out. You allowed yourself a small laugh when you realized this was the first time you were using the key in a situation that didn’t not involved Brady locking himself out of his own place.

You let yourself in, not surprised that they had not cleaned up after last night. If you hadn’t been in such a rush to get out, you may have picked up a little. Not that you were Brady’s maid, and certainly not Jimmy’s, but there something about knowing there was a mess that drove you nuts. You didn’t get how they could just leave their place like that, but you supposed somethings just had to give when you were that busy.

You scanned the room, realizing Brady never mentioned where your bag was. When you came up empty handed in the living room, you made your way to the kitchen.

“Ah ha,” you said to yourself, spotting your bag by the make shift bar that was their kitchen counter. You must have have forgotten it while Brady was mixing your drink. You dug through it, happy to find all the contents were still inside.

“Back for more already?” a slimy voice made you jump.

“Jesus christ,” you gasped, holding back a groan when you found Jimmy leaning against the door frame looking at you. Of course, he was adorned with a smug grin. “Actually, I was just picking up the things I forgot last night and I will be happily leaving.” You went to step past him, but he didn’t budge.

“Wow I was so good you forgot your whole bag? That’s a new one, even for me,” Jimmy said.

“Don’t flatter yourself, I was just drunk,” you lied.

“I don’t fuck drunk girls,” Jimmy replied with a matter of fact tone.

“We didn’t fuck,” you reminded him.

“Sorry. I don’t finger drunk girls,” Jimmy corrected himself with a smirk.

You rolled your eyes. “If telling yourself you got me off helps you sleep at night, have at it. Now if you’ll move,” you nudged him, but he didn’t budge.

He let out a laugh, “Are you trying to tell me you faked?”

“I did. Just wanted the misery over with,” you lied again. Maybe you could salvage your dignity, even if only slightly.

“I know when a girl fakes,” Jimmy began.

“Oh, so that’s something you’re used to?” you cut him off.

“If you let me finish,” Jimmy rolled his eyes before continuing, “I would know when a girl fakes in theory. Because I know what it feels like when a girl really cums and there is not faking that. I hate to break it to you, but that certainly was not fake.”

“Whatever, I’m not wasting time arguing with you,” you huffed.

“Because you know I’m right.”

“Because I know you’re a stubborn asshole.”

“If you’re so sure I can’t get you off, why don’t you prove it,” Jimmy raised a brow.

“Oh now who’s eager for more?” you threw his words back at him.

“Eager to prove I’m right is more like it,” he shrugged. You studied his face, making sure this wasn’t a trap to get you to say you wanted to hook up with him again. Finally you came up with a conclusion you could live with.

“Ten minutes. You get ten minutes to get me off,” you stated. You could last ten minutes, right?

“More than enough time,” Jimmy nodded.

“We’ll see about that,” you replied, “If you don’t get me in ten minutes, we never bring this up again and you leave me alone when I come over here to hang out with Brady.”

“And when I make you cum in less than ten minutes, you owe me a blow job,” Jimmy said. Gross. But if you didn’t cum, it wouldn’t be a problem and you were determined not to.

“Deal.” You stuck out your hand, which Jimmy shook confidently.

You followed him back to his bedroom, which you realized you’ve never been in before. It was surprisingly clean, but you guessed it was easy to keep a room clean when most of the floor space was taken up by a bed.

“It’s a king,” Jimmy stated proudly when he noticed you eyeing it, “I need a lot of room if you know what I mean.” You rolled your eyes, sitting down on the edge of the bed. You couldn’t wait for this to be over.

“Alright let’s get this over with,” you deadpanned, sliding your shoes off. “Brady isn’t going to be home soon is he?”

“Scared he’s gonna hear you moaning for me?” Jimmy asked.

“No, idiot, I just don’t want anyone knowing about this,” you snapped. You couldn’t take that shame.

“Brady went out with Gracia after practice so he’s not going to be home until later. Not like I’m dying to let the world know about this either,” Jimmy told you.

You ignored his comment, watching him pull out his phone and set it on the night stand, propping it up so you could both see the screen.

“So am I allowed to use my tongue or what?” Jimmy asked, pulling up the timer. You were glad he wasn’t looking at you, or he’d you shift anxiously from his comment. The thought of his tongue on you - annoying - made your stomach do a flip.

“Doubting your finger skills suddenly?” you replied, glad your voice came out steady.

“No, but I thought changing it up would be nice. Just thinking of your pleasure y/n,” Jimmy said with feigned sincerity.

“Do whatever you want, it’s not going to work either way,” you stated, laying back on the bed, preparing yourself.

“We’ll see about that,” he replied, “Alright, timers set. Ten minutes starting now.”

In a flash he was between your legs. He yanked down your pants and underwear so quickly you didn’t even have time to be self conscious about him seeing you naked from the waist down. His finger slid through your folds, like he was assessing the situation.

He slid a single finger in, establishing a rhythm, before lowering his face between your legs. You gripped the sheets lightly, anticipating the contact. He slid his tongue across you with a teasing lick before focusing on your clit. As his tongue swirled over your clit, he slid another finger into you.

It felt good. There was no denying it. You tried to keep your mind occupied with unpleasant things. Anything to keep you from cumming. But Jimmy was not making it easy. His lips had enclosed your clit, sucking on it intently.

Your eyes flashed up to the clock. 5 minutes have passed. Half way there. You could do this. Just hold on another 5 minutes. You noticed Jimmy look at the time too, feeling him smirk against you. He slid a another finger into you and your back arched involuntarily, adjusting to the sweet stretch.

This egged Jimmy on more, moving his fingers in quick, long strokes. He was alternating between sucking and licking at your clit and, fuck, it was getting unbearable. You looked back up the clock.

Two minutes. TWO MINUTES. Come on you can do this. That’s nothing. You were desperately trying to convince yourself you could last, but it was getting harder to buy. His mouth and fingers moved in perfect time.

Out of nowhere, your orgasm hit you fast and hard. You gasped, not expecting it at that moment, even if he was making you feel good. You half moaned half groaned, knowing you’d lost.

Jimmy say up, wiping his mouth which was curved into a triumphant smile. “What was that about faking?” he teased.

“Whatever, just take your pants off and let’s get on with this,” you replied, sliding your pants back up your legs. You lost fair and square, and as much as you hated it, a deal was a deal.

“Oh no, I’m saving my blow job for later,” Jimmy said, standing up from the bed.

“What? You can’t do that. You said-”

“I said,” Jimmy cut you off, “You had to suck my dick. Never said when. If you wanted the terms to be more specific, you should have negotiated better.”

“I hate you,” you grumbled.

“Feeling’s mutual,” Jimmy shot back, “Now I think you should be going. Would hate for Brady to find out about your defeat.” You pushed past him, hearing him laugh as he hit the bed. You sulked back to the kitchen, snatching your bag before exiting, a cloud of defeat hanging over your head.

#j vesey #jimmy vesey imagine #jimmy vesey smut #new york rangers imagine #new york rangers smut #nhl imagines #nhl fanfiction

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qsnki · 6 years ago

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◯ - ""fluffy"" im sorry but this is funny asf please try to carry ritsu around he is the most unwilling participant

❛❛ Well, well, well – Today is your lucky day, Kageyama-san ! ❜

Was it really though ? After all, it wasn’t totally unknown to her what his opinions were ; the sorta person that would fight a raccoon if thoroughly convinced – typically, those weren’t the type of kids allowed to lift up other kids .. No less even sanctioned to stand in their vicinity.

❛❛ I totally swept you off your feet – literally. Hah – ! ❜ She says, and yet, wasn’t too certain how long she’d be able to stay on her very own. Ritsu wasn’t particularly heavy.. But the cold surrounding their extra-bundled bodies added a whole new element. Perhaps it was the chilling of her bones that brought subtle trembling to ensue. Though, who are we kidding ; Towa was still an artist. Upper arm strength is somewhat of an enigma.

Even so, despite his venomous bite, his jeering jabs, and other granted roasts of that nature – somehow, someway, he was still here. Still absorbing the foolishness she practically radiated. Then again, that could all be pure nihilism too ; maybe he simply resigned himself to being cursed with a living poltergeist, figuring that if they had ran into each other shortly after their introductory night-excursion – escape must truly be futile.

But in her heart of hearts, she knew two things for certain ; One, Ritsu could always rely on her to never drop him, and two, to boost him up in times of need … And right now …

They REALLY needed to get into this high window. Sometime before she would turn into an ice sculpture would be an added bonus.

Since Towa was taller, she figured it would be best to lift him up and let him in first. Had it not been freezing out, she’d have made a ladder, but Mother Nature grounded her from using said powers. Now, all her hands and arms were good for were stably princess carrying this very viscerally vexed boy. She had never boosted anyone up before, and as a result is now thinking, Wait .. Maybe .. This wasn’t the best way to go about it ..

❛❛ Let me know when you’re ready – and when you get in, don’t leave me locked out ! ❜ / @youngesper . ibsc

#i tried to find a likely situation #so now he HAS NO CHOICE #you are in the hands of the feral now my son #THANKS FOR SENDING TAMA #hope this is adequate!!!!#〘 🇱🇮🇫🇪 🇮🇸 🇩🇷🇦🇼🇳 🇸🇹🇷🇦🇮🇬🇭🇹 🇮🇳 🇵🇪🇳 〙✱ ic *#youngesper

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peachenle · 2 years ago

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I AM FINALLY HERE OMG so sorry for the long time waiting feedback/comment on CAPTAIN'S LOG ahem

And you did not want to be caught in the mess of policemen shining flashlights into mascara stained faces.

LMFAO I'LL BE HONEST been there before LOLOL minus the mascara stained faces fhnjkdasfdjskasjkd

“I think you have a problem, another weekend like this and you’re going to have to pay for my liver transplant,” you said to Yunjin when you returned.

OMG me to my friends back then when they would party every weekend jhdsadjskaajksd i'd get a text every Thursday, "wanna drink this weekend?" i had to start lying to stay home lmao

“Oh, sorry babe - didn’t see you there,” snickered one of the boys.

BABE? I'M ABOUT TO PUNCH YOU IN THE GUT RN DHJSAKHDJAK

Seeing him up close, there was no point in denying that he was cute, especially with the furrow in his brow he wore due to the thought of his friends.

the way i fangirled and gushed because his brows furrowing BYE

your internal facepalm for trying to make a pass at the cute boy from the circ desk

ASDFGHJK GIRRRRRRRRRRRRL SMOOTH but too soon

He smiled, and leaned in closer to make sure you heard each other, “Library, right?”

THIS AINT EVEN SUNGHOON AND I STILL BLUSHED BYE

You cringed seeing the line of people all waiting for the bathroom.

THE TRUTH IN THIS OMG

You turned around to meet eyes with Sunghoon’s neck, he was awfully close. He took a half step back upon seeing your surprised eyes, but gave you a smile.

OH MY GOD SGFDHAJDAJKSDK i would have freaked tf out and probably pee in my pants right then and there lolol

His white shirt was loosely buttoned, revealing several inches of his chest, his skin smooth. Sunghoon leaned down to whisper, “If you’re trying to be subtle about checking me out, it’s really not working.” He smelled strongly of coconut rum, explaining his boldness.

THE WAY I LET OUT A GOD DAMN SHRIEKING SCREAM! DGHJSAKHDJKASH GOODBYE SUNGHOON I AM LEAVING

10:10 - LADIES SHOT HAHA

IDK WHY BUT I LAUGHED SO LOUD AT THIS HAHAHAHA

11:12 pm - FUCK I MISSED 11:11, but I still wish for pu$$y

WHO WROTE THIS? JAKE? LMAOOOOOO i am fucking wheezing byeeeeeeeeeee

11:30 pm please I beg of a crumb of puss for my boy Jay please add him on snap here: jjongseong420

NOT THE 420 HAHAHAHAHAHA i am crying WHO MADE THIS LOG? this is way too funny oh lord

Sunghoon didn’t take the hint and laughed out loud, “Holy shit, was that Heeseung?”

NAUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR DHJSAKHDJAKSHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MY EYES

“I know our hockey team is mostly composed of skinny boys, which is already unusual… But you?” Your eyes traced down his slim figure, “A coach?”

and the roasting begins LOLOL i freaken let out an ugly ass laugh on this part. WORTH ROASTING

“Damn, I didn’t think you could get any hotter,” you blurted out, honestly surprised. Usually you’d feel at least some regret admitting that, but the way Sunghoon’s ears burned red? Priceless.

WHAT A PUNK DHJASKDHAJKSHSA I LOVE THIS

It was he who made the first move, his hand pressing lightly on your thigh as he leaned towards you. You fluttered your eyes shut, fully anticipating his lips against yours, only to open your eyes in confusion a few seconds later after nothing. He was biting his lip to not burst out laughing, his hand now stroking the top of your thigh. “Sorry, I just- it’s fun to tease.”

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH IM GONNA PUNCH THIS ASSHOLE LMAO HOW DID I KNOW IT WAS GONNA BE FAKE AND IT IS! PARK SUNGHOON, COME HERE YOU DICK!

“Be careful. The people under the balcony might hear you.”

“Jeez, Sunghoon, are you an exhibitionist or something?” You teased.

EXACTLY! STFU, SUNGHOON! GIRL, GET YO MAN!

And as you felt his fingers slip inside of you, the door swung open, another busy pair of bodies stumbling towards the bed. And, obviously in the darkness, you screamed, but so did Sunghoon. And so did the other couple. “Wait… Sunghoon?” The guy said, his voice sounding surprised and almost proud?

DGHJAKSHDJKASHAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH IM SORRY BUT THE WAY I FUCKING LAUGHED AGAIN omg i need water. im choking

He chuckled too, thankful you were nonchalant about everything, and leaned down to kiss you again.

awwww T_T not a soft lil kiss. dont hurt me like this.

2:02a - LOL YO SUNGHOON VIRGINITY IS NO MORE! VIRGIN

2:20am - ^ NO FUCKIN WAY HOON???

2:33 am - ^ IT WAS ME I TOOK IT LOL -JAKE

WAIT THE SHOE NOT THE VIRGINITY

VIRGIN?! JAKE! AHHAHAHAHHAHA THIS GETS FUNNIER OMG i cant right now. my stomach is hurting hdjaskdhjaskhdsjka

“See you at the HYB house tonight? I’ll make sure there's enough Malibu,” he flashed you a vague smile and walked off.

STFU JAKE HDSJAHDSAKS you lil shit omg imma fight him

“Can’t you just pass the door guy a couple bills and call it a night?”

“Bitch, I’m literally broke. If they say no, I’ll just sneak in from the side.”

ahhhh sneaking in minors... dhsajdhajk the good old days LOL omg never again!!! ahahahahhahaha

Sunghoon nodded. “Yes, mommy,” he visibly cringed as you blinked at him. “Ugh, sorry, the pledges have to call the girls that tonight.” He turned around to pour your drink. You, too, turned to look the other way.

THE WAY I CRINGED IM SORRY SUNGHOON. DHJASKHAHAHAHAHA

He was so good-looking, even from behind.

the way that i've been crying to my friends about his back shots from the fansites all morning oh gawd

You thought to yourself, now am I getting laid?

GIRL! WE MUST STAY FOCUS.

The sirens in your head went off again as he slid an arm under you, pulling your heavy head against his chest.

WEEWOOWEEWOO I NEED WATER ASAP

Sunghoon mumbled, “You okay? Need water?” He was aimlessly scrolling through his front page of Netflix.

YES

Sunghoon climbed on top of you, lightly pinning your wrists against his sheets.

THE HAND WRESTLING TO THIS? #TEAMFERAL

“If this is all you want from me, I can’t do that.” He said seriously. “I don’t want to just hook up with you, plus you drank too much.”

awwww women respecter frfr omg imma go cry buckets of ice cream brb

Eventually agreeing on watching Saiki K

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I FUCKING LOVE SAIKI K AND HIS WEEB ASS WOULD WATCH THIS. ALL I GOTTA SAY IS, SAIKI IS JUNGWON LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Sunghoon dipped his face deeper into your hair and neck, with a soft groan as if to shut you up.

SCREAMING! SUNGHOON, CHILL I NEED TO BREATHE

Maybe Sunghoon was a green flag.

I READ THIS LINE RIGHT HERE and Shoutout CAME ON MY PLAYLIST bye i am leaving this sunghoon fandom rn

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH EM! THIS WAS SO GOOD. LIKE SO FREAKEN GOOD. i am crying buckets of tears. like T_T it was so sweet. SUNGHOON, GREEN FLAG, EVERYWHERE!!!! The way he's like "can we not hook up?" T-T ANYTHING FOR YOU, STUPID! and how he made her drink water to sober her up so no headache will happen in the morning. THE WAY HE DIDNT CARE IF SHE STANK because oh gawd im always like OOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFFFFF DJSAKHDSJAKHSKA T-T ugh Shoutout started playing and now im crying lmao my emotions are all over the place. this is so beautiful <3

GENIE AHHHH THANK YOUUU

HAHAHA i was so excited to hear your thoughts and you didn’t disappoint 🥺 IM SPOILED! a whole essay indeed <3

im so glad you enjoyed it! i was going in between if i wanted to actually make sunghoon a fuck boy but i just couldnt - hes too soft ;(

and thank you for pointing out some of my favorite lines too HAHA your commentary is so fucking funny - much of this fic was my recounting of silly party moments of mine too

thank you so much, it means a lot <3

#feedback #answered #end-hyphen #em thoughts #fic: cl

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poorguysheadisdoingwhatnow · 7 years ago

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Tiny Dancer part 2

Part 2 of @fucking-petticoated-swashbuckler‘s and my fluffy, fluffy fic lol

Read Part 1 here!

So far, Spot seemed to be the only one who cared about timeliness.

He was slowly sinking into Jack and Specs’ couch, waiting for everyone else to arrive. Specs rushed around the kitchen, assuring Spot he didn’t need to help, just relax. The whole apartment smelled of turkey. If Spot turned his head, he could see the two birds roasting in the oven.

He stood up again when someone knocked loudly on the door. He walked over and exhaled slowly before turning the knob, trying to calm his accelerating heart rate.

Davey stood in the doorway, out of breath and flushed. Spot sighed internally.

“You’re late,” he laughed. “For the first time in your goddamn life.”

“I know, I know. I’m so sorry, it’s been fifteen-”

“No one else is here yet, Dave. You’re fine.” As Spot said it, his heart sank a little, but he couldn’t quite figure out why. He knew it was only a matter of time before everyone else showed up, and it wasn’t like he was waiting for someone in particular.

Was he?

Davey had taken off his coat and walked to the kitchen to chat with Specs and Jack, who had just come out of the bedroom. Spot sat back down on the couch. He wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone just yet, especially since there were only four of them there. Instead, he let his mind wander for a few minutes, thinking back to what he had done that week. Bought some groceries, gone to the gym, accompanied Race’s dance class again…

As soon as he thought about Race, Spot felt his face get hot, and he quickly shook his head. He grabbed his glass of water and took a long drink. He and Race were just friends, co-workers. They hadn’t even seen each other in months before a few weeks ago. Besides, Race didn’t even think of him that way.

Wait. Did Spot think of Race that way?

He didn’t have any more time to think about it, though, because then there was another knock at the door. Spot got off the couch again and pulled the door open, but this time it was Mush and Blink, Smalls and JoJo right behind them. Mush held a bottle of wine. Spot couldn’t stop a wave of disappointment from washing over him even as he greeted them. He stubbornly stamped it down.

“Specs is still cookin’, and Jack and Davey are talkin’ in the kitchen.” Spot nodded at Mush. “I don’t know where Specs wants that…I’m guessin’ the table.”

“Yeah, that’s a good place!” Specs called from the kitchen, where he was pulling one of the turkeys out of the oven. Mush walked over to set down the bottle, and the other three sat in various places around the living room. Spot closed the door and walked into the kitchen.

He needed a beer.

Over the course of the next forty-five minutes, the rest of the newsies trickled in. Romeo, Elmer, and Albert arrived, the latter two already engaged in a deep conversation involving something about Bigfoot and aliens. Then came Crutchie, carrying about seven pies with the help of Finch and Les, then Mike and Ike and Buttons, then finally Katherine and Sarah. After an hour, Spot was ready to explode. At this point, he had accepted the fact that he was, in fact, waiting for Race.

So where the hell was he?

“Someone’s always late on Thanksgiving.” Specs laughed and turned to Jack. “Wasn’t it you last year?”

“It wasn’t my fault we forgot the turkey!”

“Yes, it was!” Specs laughed again, turned to Spot. “And the year before that, it was Smalls. Unbelievable… people can’t make it a priority to get to family Thanksgiving dinners on time.”

Spot chuckled, but it was forced.

By that point, all the food was cooked and waiting on the table. Everyone else chatted cheerfully in the living room, obviously more patient than Spot, who was resisting the urge to grab another beer until he had eaten something. He turned to Specs, who was setting out plates and silverware. “Maybe we should…call ‘im or somethin’.” He tried to sound casual. It must have worked, because Specs nodded and reached for his phone.

“Yeah, that’s a good idea. Hang on-”

A heavy knock sounded at the front door before Specs could dial. Knowing exactly who it must be, Spot turned away from Specs and, as subtle as he could make it, took a deep breath before turning back as Jack pulled the door open.

Race walked in slowly, panting and red-faced. As he got closer, Spot could see the sweat glistening on Race’s forehead. He inhaled sharply and closed his eyes.

“Sorry I’m late.” Race’s voice was breathy, but still as strong as ever. “I must’a lost track of time. I was at the studio.”

Dancing. Of course. As always. Spot realized he’d been holding his breath.

“‘Bout time you showed up, Higgins,” he said, maybe a little too loudly. He lowered his voice a bit. “We almost started eatin’ without ya.”

“Good thing you didn’t,” Race replied with a laugh. “I’ve been dancing for three hours and just ran up four flights of stairs. If anyone needs to eat, it’s me.”

There was a moment before Albert broke the silence with a chuckle, then soon enough everyone was laughing. Specs’ voice silenced the group after what seemed like an unbearably long time.

“Alright everyone, find a seat. Plenty of turkey and carbs for everyone, with a limited veggie selection, per requests in last year’s suggestion box.” The laughter started up again as quickly as it had stopped.

“Gimme a sec before we eat,” Race said loudly, evidently trying to be heard over the rest of the group. “… bathroom.”

Spot rolled his eyes and set his second beer down on the table. Race came back out about two minutes later, his face washed. He smelled significantly nicer as he sat down in the empty chair next to Spot.

Everyone started grabbing food and passing the dishes around. And Spot definitely didn’t feel anything when Race’s hand brushed his as he passed him a plate. Or when he passed him the macaroni and cheese, and his fingers seemed to linger a little longer on Spot��s. Nope, Spot felt nothing. Nothing at all.

Desperate to break the tension, he nudged Race’s arm with his elbow. “Havin’ fun teaching your beginners to spot?”

Race groaned and shook his head. “Why can’t these teenagers just understand that you just look at one single place for the whole turn?” He chuckled. “Sometimes it seems like they’ll never end up completing a single pirouette.”

“How many can you do again, Higgins?”

Race pensively looked into his mountain of mashed potatoes for a moment. “You talking fouettés or normal pirouettes?”

“Both?” Spot shook his head and smiled. “And I’m expectin’ proof.”

“Challenge accepted.” Race stood up and started to push his chair in. “I think my record is eight or nine pirouettes? Better try before I gain too much weight.”

“And fouettés?” Spot’s eyes tracked Race’s path away from the table. “I think your leg might be a bit too long to do those in here without breakin’ anythin’.”

“I’ve seen him do plenty of turns, but he’s had about three glasses of wine, Spot,” Sarah interjected with a laugh. “Get back here, Race. You can show off when you’re sober and have the balance to keep your turning axis upright.”

Race came back to the table with a sheepish grin. He punched Spot lightly in the arm. “You tryin’ to kill me, Conlon?”

Spot could feel himself blushing again and hoped everyone would think it was the alcohol. “Maybe?” He joked tentatively as he turned back to his cranberry sauce. Race laughed and bumped Spot’s shoulder playfully with his own, and Spot felt his face get even hotter. His throat started to feel tight, like he couldn’t breathe. He pushed out a laugh, then another. The last one sounded less forced. Finally.

That got everyone else laughing again, and Race, probably mostly because of the wine he had drunk, laughed so hard he nearly fell out of his chair. As it was, he was leaning heavily on Spot by the time the laughs turned to drunk giggles and then stopped completely.

Maybe it was just the alcohol, but Spot found that he didn’t mind Race leaning on him one bit.

#tiny dancer #newsies #newsies fic #racetrack higgins #spot conlon #sprace #we both live for awkward pining

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jisxngie · 8 years ago

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stray kids and coffee shops pt. 2

jisung // ✨

a smiley ray of sunshine that everyone absolutely adores

somehow always gets roasted by everyone else tho

professional people person

employee of the month basically every month

asks chris what to say when they have a foreign customer bc he doesnt trust felix

sings with woojin and the entire shop appreciates the angelic vocals

always gets tipped the most bc of his service

v v kind and happy all of the time

hiGHkeY married to minho

like they arent even trying to act subtle abt it lmao they love each other

felix // ✨

oh boy here we go

ladies and gents this boy and his deep ass voice made changbin trip over air

air

he has a regular that always begs him to never cover his freckles w makeup

tbh im that regular

he once put his apron on backwards and freaked out for a solid 10 minutes bc he couldnt find his front pocket good job felix

surprisingly the best with foreigners

“hey, let me help you, yeah?”

he loves changbin so v v much

the meme on the team

seungmin // ✨

cute sweet angel that deserves the world

makes the best frappes and hot chocolates in the city

a customer once mistook him for day6's wonpil and asked for an autograph

best friends™ w hyunjin <3

it was his birthday @ work once and they all threw a surprise bday party for him

even the customers were in on it

a blind customer once brought their guide dog in and he started crying

it was a cross breed between a golden retriever and a husky leave him alone

soft™ for kids

a good influence for jeongin

jeongin // ✨

the baby™ on the team !!!

all of the customers love him so much

"how is jeongin doing?" "jeongin looks so grown up aw."

learns from chris a lot

if he breaks something nobody really gets mad they just quietly tell him it's okay and help him clean up

the first time he got tipped he was the happiest sunshine to exist on earth

felix has probably already persuaded him to eat whipped cream straight from the can with him

draws cute lil pictures on the napkins and puts them on the tables to try and make the customers smile

they always do bc its jeongin and jeongin is a pure angelic human being

that also scared the everliving shit out of jisung when he was cleaning

#PART 2 IS HERE <33 #stray kids #jisung #felix #seungmin #jeongin #sunflower ✨🌻#my twin #softie angel #baby bub #stray kiddos

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saskiavalentineapologist · 8 years ago

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Can you tell me more about Jubilee and DeLune? Jubilee is your character, right? They both sound like great characters!

ANON YOU JUST SAVED MY LIFE

hooo ok. ok so. ok so listen. listen.

we gotta get something out of the way realquick: whenever i talk about DeLune and Jubilee–or really just DeLune–i getso incoherent and flail-y i just. i love DeLune so much, she’s been in mythoughts every day for the past month+ no lie

ok so. @fatalcookies createdDeLune as an npc for a campaign she’s going to run, in which I’m going to be aplayer, playing as Jubilee Waters, the gayest tiefling you’ll ever meet (as ofyet, there has not been a single game. I’m obsessing over a character i haventplayed as and her girlfriend. i know. I’m ridiculous)

..let’s introduce Jubilee, then DeLune, theni’ll talk a little about their relationship and maaaaybe go into the au’s I’vecooked up for them. that sounds good, yeah let’s do that

Jubilee Waters. she’s from a small mountaincommunity where tieflings are more accepted than in other places. This mountaincommunity is also known for its arts

Jubilee was abandoned on the church ofPelor’s doorstep at birth, and was taken in by one of the people whoworked in the church, a laborer/cook/whatever they needed her to be named MariaWaters.

Jubilee grew up healthy and strong, and wasquick to pick up the ways of both a cleric and an artist; shaping her own hornsinto works of art and also taking up painting as a hobby, all while training tobe a holy warrior who fought in the name of Pelor, god of the sun. She excelledat the healing arts, and it was only because of her desire to help peopleoutweighing her need for glory that she went down the cleric path instead ofthe paladin path. (that and i reallllly wanted to play a cleric, because ihavent yet)

except her mom didn’t want her to go out andadventure, because it was too dangerous. That was a point of contention for along time between them. Jubilee wanted to go out and help people, and hermother wanted her home and safe.

Eventually, Jubilee’s mother passed. Jubileestayed, mourned, and before too long had passed, she was out on the road,heading to destinations unknown in a quest with a single goal: help peoplewherever help is needed.

Eventually, she meets the group she’ll betraveling with in-game, and she goes on her merry way, eventually meetingDeLune

(I’ve been informed that DeLune probably won’tshow up until about halfway through the campaign, which on one hand makes me :(but on the other hand has built up the Hype of meeting her so much that i thinkwhen Jennie says “and in walks a half elven businesswoman” or somethingalong those lines I’m literally going to burst into tears of joy)

DeLune Candor…im trying to decide how much ican talk about.

you know what? i don’t think any of the otherplayers follow me, so the chances of them seeing this post are slim to none.I’m going in guns a’ blazin’

Her full name, I’ve found out, is Claire DeLuneCandor (which “Claire DeLune” means moonlight so they’ve already got thisgreat sun and moon dynamic going on which makes me Weak)

DeLune Candor is a ~55 year old (or theequivalent in half-elven terms) inventor turned businesswoman who is currentlythe head of a large family business that specializes in trading. The businessis booming, and it’s exclusively due to DeLune being at the head of thebusiness. She tries her best to run an ethical business, she’s a pointy-earedcapitalist, and i love her with my whole heart oh my god

She’s a workaholic, she is Fancy to the extremeand has quite the refined taste. She doesn’t like mincing words, she’svery direct and to the point, and she’s…i was going to say she’s perfectbut she’s not, she has flaws, but she’s so My Type that it hurts me and as suchi tend to gloss over her flaws. I love her with my entire heart, flawsand all tho?? I say i would die for a lot of characters but i would live forDeLune.

OH HOW COULD I FORGET!!!!the song that inspired this character is this song and the woman singing? Shirley Bassey?? is the voice andface claim for DeLune so you Know I’m all about this song, i’ve probablylistened to it a hundred times. i love that song

DeLune…..DeLune actually has a daughter namedCeleste who is around Jubilee’s age which makes things sorta awkward sometimesbut shh shh its perfectly fine shh it can be funny sometimes, ill get into that in a minute

she’s a huge lover of the arts and thesciences, having been an inventor at one point. the love of the arts manifestsitself in her giving patronage to many different artists and commissioningworks and stuff like that Its Good

hrrmm what else is there about DeLune that ican rant about. god i just. ok i just love her. i love her so much?? and shehurts me sometimes for reasons I’m not sure i can disclose at this point. to besafe I’m not going to go too much into it but…she gave up a lot for thefamily business. and i just want her to be happy and relaxed and without toomuch stress

Their relationship…hoogh

ok so they meet, right. and DeLune isimmediately interested in Jubilee’s horns, because they’re works of art andshe’s intrigued with how they came to be. And when Jubilee tells her that she’sbeen working on her horns since she was ten, and that they still require upkeepand management….DeLune has this “holy shit” moment. bc?? here let mefind a direct quote:

“–these are the work of a literallifetime and peoples’ /lives/ are the work of a lifetime and they can’tmaintain as much focus as this 90% of the time.”

so yes, DeLune takes notice in Jubilee becauseof her horns. And Jubilee like. she saw DeLune and she just got this momentof “holy moly I’m so gay” so like?? They both were somewhat interestedfrom the start, and it just evolved from there.

i imagine Jubilee tried to beat around the bushand be subtle about trying to get DeLune to date her but DeLune saw rightthrough it and was just like “…do you want to date me? is that whatyou’re getting at?” and jubilee was like “yes. yes yes yes please godyes"

and so?? they date??

and things go well!! they click reallynaturally and they enjoy each other’s company. They go to a variety offancy places and Jubilee is terrified each time because she doesn’t want to sayor do the wrong thing and end up embarrassing DeLune, but DeLune teaches herthe basics of fancy etiquette and that puts her at ease

…jennie and i have had a conversation abouthow DeLune just completely roasts someone who dared to make a comment aboutJubilee being a tiefling and honestly i saved that whole conversation and iread it when i get sad bc DeLune utterly destroying someone is just So Good

They have their arguments and theirdisagreements because Something (I don’t know what it is) happens around thesame time they meet each other that puts DeLune on edge and so there’sdefinitely conflict regarding this thing. I don’t know what it is but I know inmy soul that its going to hurt me whenever i find out

Hrmmm what else is there. I mean. they fuck. alot. like a lot a lot. god i love them. i just. god i love them.

and this is a thing that makes Celeste and Jubilee’s relationship kind of tense like?? Celeste doesn’t blame Jubilee for getting involved with DeLune, but she DOES blame DeLune for getting involved with Jubilee. and so

ok we’ve had this scene thought out where Celeste comes into the kitchen one morning to see Jubilee dressed in just a silk robe, hair a mess and out of it’s usual braid, leaning against the counter and drinking coffee. and they make eye contact and then that’s how Celeste gets confirmation that yes, her friend is banging her mom and I’m just over here like god fucking bless.

honestly I’ve saved that conversation too and it makes me giggle because Jubilee just. she sees celeste and she’s like “hi!! good morning!! do you want some coffee??” and celeste is just. no nonsense like. “Jubilee. were you sleeping with someone tonight?” and jubilee makes this face and it cracks me up every time.

and jubilee just makes the smallest “yeah” ever and celeste just. “and it was my mother, wasn’t it.” not even a question. she knows. but jubilee answers anyway, with another tiny “…yeah.” and then she just “please don’t be cross with her”

and then celeste breaks out the whiskey despite it being like. you know. breakfast. and god i love this family theyre so dysfunctional but god i love them

what else is there. they may or may not go to a small house in the countryside after everything is said and done, somewhere DeLune can make things and somewhere Jubilee can have a quiet life again. just the two of them, after DeLune gives up the reigns on the family business and god i love them. if there’s anything about them that has almost made me cry it’s this idea of them living a quiet life together, somewhere with a small workshop for DeLune and space for Jubilee and her god.

like. jennie killed me with this line:

a small little workshop, pen and paper, and a lover in her bed

…beautiful things they made together

artisan rugs are left back at a different home that she visits,sometimes, when she needs to–and besides it’s not half so beautiful as thesmile on Jubilee’s face when DeLune hand-feeds her a grape and catches atrickle of juice from the corner of her mouth with her thumb

AND OH!!!! THE PAINTING!!!!

ok so you know how jubilee paints?? she did a portrait of DeLune that she purposely left unfinished to represent that all things are a work in progress and GOD can you tell how much i love them yet they’re so good

but god, all i want is for them to be happy together. that’s all i want. i love them so much it hurts me

ok let’s get into those AUs

ok so. the aus. i made a list here of those aus but on one of them we’ve gotten real deep man

ok so. we havent gotten too deep into vampire/vampire hunter au but?? there’s some choice symbolism

i initially thought of DeLune as the vampire and Jubilee as theperson sent to kill her but they fall in love and run away together. the symbolism would be pretty choice here, DeLune representing the night (as her name means moonlight) and Jubilee with her divine connection to the sun, right

but I’vethought about it some more and the other way is also pretty choice like.

Jubilee as a prominent religious figure who had a fall from grace when shewas turned into a vampire. she fled, disgraced and outcast by the religion she had known for her whole life. and DeLune is theperson sent to hunt her down because in this au she’s probably like a goodwizard or something who knows. and so she finds this vampire and DeLune isgoing to bring her back alive, but they fall in love and run away together. but the SYMBOLISM

….Jubilee’s still a cleric of pelor, right. but now the sun burnsher and she can’t find solace in her god. but you know what light doesn’t hurt vampires?

MOONLIGHT

DeLune, symbolically the moon, giving her light and hope in a way thatdoesn’t hurt her. god i love the symbolism with these two its Good

and. then. the au we got deep in right.

crime boss au

an au where Jubilee is the new cop investigating this mob family, and falls in love with DeLune in the process.

one problem.

DeLune, unbeknownst to Jubilee, is the mob boss. she’s the leader of this crime family. she’s the head of the syndicate, and she knows that Jubilee is investigating her.

She, to her credit, tries to dissuade jubilee, tries to turn her away from her path because she knows that whatever happens, the outcome will hurt her. but Jubilee is bound and determined to make a difference, and she doesn’t heed DeLune’s advice

and Celeste shows up?? and she wants to tear this business apart to get her mom out, and her and jubilee team up because even tho jubilee doesn’t know that DeLune is the head of the mob or that Celeste is DeLune’s daughter, they have similar goals

and how does celeste find her, you ask? well. Jubilee lives in kind of a rough neighborhood, and has had her fair share of shitty things thrown at her, right. after Jubilee and DeLune started dating, all that stops.

so celeste tracks where things aren’t happening to determine where her mother has influence, and finds out that this cop is a link.

and then one day they’re working on something and Jubilee just like. stands up and starts getting ready and she’s apologizing and saying she’s late, and Celeste is like “?? late to what??” and Jubilee replies “I have a date with my girlfriend DeLune”

…and that’s how Celeste finds out just how Jubilee is linked to her mother. and god its so good bc she’s just. shocked. like. no. no this. what.

and so eventually, in this au, Jubilee goes into somewhere undercover to try and find out more about the mob, and gets caught. she’s cornered, on the ground, surrounded by people with guns, and then there’s the clicking of heels on linoleum and there’s DeLune. and all these people who were being threatening just stop

and DeLune kind of helps her up, dusts her off, and leads her out, all in silence, with only a biting retort to one of the henchmen who protests about Jubilee knowing too much.

and then. hoo this kills me. when theyre out of there and in the car, DeLune just says kind of quietly “Idid ask you not to dig too deep, darling.”

hooo boy that hurts me

so then DeLune takes jubilee back to her house and celeste is there so there’s a mother daughter reunion, and they go inside and jubilee almost just completely fucking loses it and she’s like “you know? if you were just a part of the syndicate i think i could’vedealt with that. but the boss?!” and then she gets real quiet for a moment and just. “how much of it was real? how much of it was you trying toget another cop in your pocket?“

and so celeste just nopes out of there and DeLune and jubilee have a long conversation where Jubilee is passive aggressive and petty to the extreme.

like DeLune basically tells her it’s easier to deal with when Jubilee’s angry in response to Jubilee losing some of her anger and getting kind of soft over the course of the conversation. so Jubilee’s like. “she wants me to be angry? fine. i can do that”

so she kicks her out of her house

and then soon after that she goes and she takes all of her things out of DeLune’s house. and DeLune has this heartbreaking line of “If you wish very much to be so utterly removedfrom me, only say the word. I will make certain you never see me again.”

and jubilee doesn’t respond. she just leaves. because she knows in her heart she wants to mend things, but at the moment she needs to process everything that’s happening. she isn’t processing it well bc she doesn’t deal with negative emotions well but she’s trying bless her

and so Celeste and DeLune and Jubilee tear down this mafia right, and then. god i love them. so DeLune and Jubilee agree to give it another shot after another long conversation, and that they’ll meet for lunch sometime and see where it goes

and. like in canon DeLune and Celeste’s relationship is strained at best, and so this au reflects that. but in this au i get confirmation that they definitely 100% make up and that gives me Life

so yes, that’s DeLune and Jubilee. god i love them. thank you so much for asking about them, you have no idea how hard i was laughing when i got this message bc i was like “I ACTUALLY TRICKED SOMEONE INTO CARING ABOUT THESE TWO OH MY GOD” and honestly? writing this up was a delight, thank you again for asking this anon!!!

#asks #anonymous #DeLune tag #Jubilee tag #JubiLune #roselyn plays dnd #amazing. fucking amazing

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