#it looks like it has a smiley face bead???

[starscelly]

accidentally got a beautiful shot of roope and his pearl necklace

[bbyhellfire]

eddie didn't care for missionary until he meets you (18+ only)

eddie munson x fem!reader, penetration (not specified), loverboy eddie, pls excuse any typos!

Before you, Eddie Munson would say his favorite position was 69 'cause who doesn't love dinner for two? Doggy was also a close second.

But missionary? That seemed...boring. And boring was the last word he wanted to describe his sex life. For fuck's sake, he's a regular at the bdsm club in Indianapolis. The handcuffs on his wall weren't just decoration. He thinks The Devil in Miss Jones is far superior than Deep Throat. Eddie doesn't do vanilla.

Then he meets you.

And somehow, no matter what position you start in, he always manages to roll you onto your back so you're face to face. He likes to admire you like this — naked and smiley, your sweaty skin illuminated in a soft glow that makes you look like a goddamn sculpture. You should be on display in the Louvre or The Met, not on his old, lumpy mattress.

Before awe can spiral down into self doubt, your hands move up to his face and he melts. He turns his head to try and kiss your palm as the comforting weight of your legs wrap around his hips. Your heels dig into the small of his back, pushing his hips forward until the feeling of your tight heat overwhelms him.

He sputters your name when he's seated fully inside of you.

"F-fuck, you feel —how are you so—?"

And you just pull him down for a kiss, a smashing of lips and tongue that is as messy as his rocking hips. The sounds in the room are fucking filthy — loud, slapping wetness that makes his toes curl. You try to bury your heated face in his chest, but he's pushing you back down. His own hands now move to cradle your face, his nose nuzzling against your own as he thrusts inside you.

"Hey, come on. Don't do that. Look at me, sweetheart. Please. Need to see you. You know I can't—"

Your eyes shoot open before he can properly beg. The hard edge of release grows higher and higher inside him. He needs to see you. He can't cum without seeing your face.

Neither of you dare to look away. Eddie takes in every bead of sweat sliding down your face, the specks of smeared mascara under your eyes. You snake a hand between the two of you to rub your clit.

You're close, so is he.

His own mouth is open in desperation, jaw trembling as he tries to form words, but you're still gazing up at him as if he is the work of art. Your eyes hold an unimaginable depth that he has no escape from. He can see every emotion reflected in your irises — love, lust, affection, adoration, happiness, release.

And then you speak.

"Come for me, Eddie. Let me feel you."

Every muscle below his waist contracts as he spills inside of you. His brain shorts out, the edges of his vision going white as he feels your cunt squeezing tight around him before a familiar wetness is coating his front.

It's the way you're able to burn him with a simple look that has his body seizing in pleasure. The way you never look away from him even as you fall apart. His sputtering hips keep moving you both through your release, ignoring the sting of overstimulation that is starting to build, until you unhook your legs from around him.

It's then that Eddie finally collapses to your side, barely aware of what his surroundings. Just that you're next to him, and that he wants for this to happen again. And again. Maybe he's fallen victim to the missionary style agenda, but fucking hell does it feel good.

[blurboki]

✩ ≫ GIVING STRAYKIDS HEAD WHILE HE’S LIVE

including. ot8 | pairing. skz x fem! reader | genre. smut - MINORS DNI | warnings. blowjob/handjob (m. rec), mentions of begging, mentions of a breeding kink, voyeurism, nicknames, mentions of using toys, humiliation, cum-eating, facial (f. rec), hair pulling, dubcon, felix cums inside, degradation, overstimulation, gagging, deep-throating, d/s dynamics

authors note. ty for requesting! i hope you don’t mind how wild i got with this.. seungmin’s made me feral (please tell me if i missed anything in the warnings!!)

CHAN :

would be so smiley n cute :((

until you kneel down and the realization hits

you can see his expressive eyes go “oh? oh.” in five second flat

the way you’re looking up at him? he’s twitching in his pants, trying his hardest to pay attention to chan’s room

definitely says something like: “alright! let’s get onto the next song, yeah?” while furiously turning up the volume to drown out his soft huffs of breath, plump lips parted to exhale deeply

the way he utterly shudders when you lick from his shaft all the way up to his leaking head has the dreamiest sigh falling from your mouth

the way you’re testing his patience makes him want to fuck you silly 🙈🙈

plays it off as if he was adjusting in his chair, meek smile giving away none of your naughtiness

once you start taking him into your mouth though, he reaches a hand to your hair, forcing you to down him

squeezes his eyes shut from the feeling of your throat swallowing him alongside the toe-curling whine you whimpered in response

most likely pretended to yawn to conceal his fucked-out face and the obscene sound of you gagging on him, babydoll eyes welling with tears

omg the way he looks down at you after that ?admiring your smudged mascara and the drool coating your lips and chin ?? pls eat me sir

“unfortunately, that’ll be the last song for this live, thank you Stay for joining me today..” he says, nonchalantly thumbing at your bottom lip to wipe the residue sitting there

legs spread and cock flushed against his abdomen, you come to realize rather quickly that you got yourself into something dangerous…

MINHO :

he’d prob be doing a live in the meeting room when you arrive, gazing at you pushing chairs out of the way to make him think you’re planning to sit down

till you settle between his legs and the realization dawns

has the most attractive, challenging stare ever watching you go to town

tbh minho is fucking terrifying with his self control in and outside of the bedroom

like he’d be able to answer questions and act completely normal despite his dick being halfway down your throat

pretends to laugh at a comment when instead he reached a hand under and toyed with your clit, gathering your wetness on two fingers to smear on the side of your lips

what he was laughing at? how pathetic you sounded mewling and dripping with need as if you weren’t the one who decided to give him head rn

would def end the live a tad bit early, finally succumbing to the handjob you provided where he came all over your face with the sluttiest moan

10/10 would bend you over and fuck you on the table after

10/10 would keep your legs out of business for a good five to six days (i stand by my claim)

CHANGBIN :

binnie is so fucking transparent idek if he could hide it

but like, he makes weird noises anyways so tbh stay probably wouldn’t bat an eye

sooo needy

gently grabs your chin while you kitty lick his mushroom tip and gives you most pleading stare

if he could’ve telepathically communicated, he would definitely been begging

funny considering how he basically bred you into the mattress the night before , right?

you resort to kissing his swollen cock, ensuring he’s watching when you collect his beading precum on a finger, bringing it up to your lips

to say he held back a moan doesn’t even cut it, poor baby might’ve bit his tongue off atp from your adorable eye contact and the mere image alone

gets frantic enough he blasts gods menu full volume and “suddenly” gets a text from Hyunjin saying he “needs to go”

a.k.a needs to blow

dude absolutely explodes

his moans are the cutest by far >>>

cums all over your face muttering soft “please please please” over and over while his fat cock basically ropes messy strings

he swore he’s never came harder in his life

andddd that’s how you got introduced to edging changbin!!!

jk, it just fueled your obsession with it further ;)

HYUNJIN :

prob the cutest of them all when you give him head under the table

he just feels so good and loved from your attention and the pleasure

has the dreamiest of smiles the entire time despite the music being obnoxiously loud to hide the sound

stays love this live bc of how cute he looked the entire time

lots conspired that he was drunk or smthn bc of how smiley he was, cheeks dusted pink

pretended to drop something so he could groan under the table, thigh twitching and abs tightening as he approached his orgasm

definitely grabs your head before he came, brows slightly knit and lips parted as he met your eyes

so fucking sweet after he cums, petting your head and running a light hand on your cheek where his cum smears

pops his thumb in your mouth, softly wiping your bottom lip of his essence

he’s literally delighted i cannot make this up

totally nonchalant apart from groaning under the table which he hid from view

expect either the softest or hardest sex afterwards

like you’re going to either be carried because your legs are out of commission or because he’s feeling romantic :((

HAN :

.. stay are prob getting an equally good treat too

and no they don’t know what was going on, they just know how from a certain timestamp in his most recent live his voice got a whole lot more attractive

expect a sudden raspy pitch, clicking his tongue casually as if his partner wasn’t spoiling him

on any other day he’d be stupidly whiny, crying from the pleasure you provided

today, however, he just let himself dissolve in the ecstasy, breathing in the fresh air on cloud 9

there were some speculations from stay watching, but it only got as far as that

scary enough, he doesn’t make a sound, casually carrying out conversation and answering questions like nothing

that is until you get impatient, pressing hot kisses all over and speeding up the movement of your hand as you fist him, pretty eyes fixating on his face

aha. you see him slightly wince, bidding farewell quickly with a few over-exaggerated poses and blown kisses

stifles a groan as he approached his high, tracing the corner of your lips as he grumbles an excessively attractive:

“now stick your tongue out, ‘don’t what you missing a drop.”

then proceeds to cum all over your lips n mouth, thumbing away some of his residue there

“you’re so messy, bunny, ‘have to teach you some manners, hm?”

FELIX :

he gets so cocky

and it’s one of the hottest things on the planet

watches you through half-lidded eyes as you unbutton his jeans, taking him into your mouth

i feel like no matter how hard you try to rile him up, it just makes him cockier and gives him a visible ego boost

like, not a ‘thinking with my dick only’ type of ego boost, more of a ‘why tf aren’t you reacting rn, please fuck me already at this point’ sort of ego boost

this man most likely turn off the music just to play it risky, forcing you down on his dick when you get too loud

reads comments as you literally deep throat him, eyes tearing up with how he keeps bumping the back of your throat

it’s insane

lifts a brow daringly as he reads a particular comment and you swear you would’ve moaned so fucking loud if it weren’t for him cruelly shoving fingers into your mouth as you fisted him with a hand

breathily sighs as you work faster, blinking a bit slower and hesitating with his answers—a telltale sign he’s close

definitely ends the live earlier, quickly taking off your bottoms to pull you onto his lap and paint your cunt white

voices the most guttural groan, adams apple bobbing as he fills you so full of him

he’s convinced there is absolutely nothing he loves more than stuffing your pussy, nothing

SEUNGMIN :

i will sit in the grave believing seungmin is one of the most god-teir men alive when it comes to head

another rbf (resting bitch face) king btw!!

meanest but also nicest ?? i can’t explain take this how you want

prob sings a song while you suck him off i cannot😭😭

you’d most likely be more affected than he is (or you just can’t tell), bc you’ll be a moaning mess from how nonchalantly he’s already shoved two fingers inside your cunt, guiding your head into a steady rhythm with a spare hand

smiles every time you mewl on his cock, hungrily watching your hips stutter while his fingers curl and rub your pussy sooo good

lmao i bet he hits a high note when you cream(and when he cums too), drowning out the desperate cries you sob from his lap

ends the live without even a trace of what happened, pulling your hair roughly so you meet his eyes, tears freely rolling down your cheeks

“you wanted this so don’t act like you didn’t. open.” he instructs, and you obediently open your mouth for him, showing him your tongue and lips painted with his cum

“swallow.”

his face when you swallow oml he loves seeing his baby behave

mumbles quiet “good girl”’s when you take his fingers coated in your juices into your mouth

honestly.. i could see him buzzing your puffy clit w a bullet vibrator afterwards while you sit on his dick, cooing as you fall apart on top of him, telling you it’s a “reward” while you’re overstimulated and sensitive beyond belief

JEONGIN :

kind of like hyunjin with his unpredictability, he’s either stone cold or an innocent baby

today, however, he was definitely needy, looking adorably confused when you sauntered through the doorway

gasps when you slip under the desk, eyes turning into round saucers as you carefully rid him of his pants then boxers

has to pause on multiple occasions to pull himself together, occasionally turning his head away from the camera to express the overwhelming feeling of your tongue

leaks a quiet, oh so quiet whine in the midst of laughing at a comment

poor bub gets an army of comments asking if he’s feeling sick from how flushed he is

cutie can’t admit how amazing you make him feel 🤭

ends the live abruptly, literally only thinking about cumming in your mouth

desperate AF when he starts mumbling, pulling you off of him to stick out your tongue as he frantically fists his dick, beads of pre-cum decorating the swollen tip

“oh god oh god oh god— cumming, ‘gonna cum, in your mouth? baby please please wanna cum in your mouth— yeah just like that, good girl- fuck-“ is just an example of his barely intelligible moaning

trust that he came hard, strings of apologies falling off his pink lips at the mess he made of your face

oml if you keep sucking him off afterwards?? overstimulated innie is the cutest thing ever

expect lots of begging and neediness 😍

blurboki, july 2023 ©

[strawberrystepmom]

happy gojo fluff friday i guess. gojo x f!reader. established relationship, self indulgent crafting fluff, reader is teaches the second years. | divider by cafekitsune, wc 1.4k, reading time 5 mins 17 seconds

“I used to make these all the time, remember?”

Sitting with your legs tucked beneath you in your living room, you hold up a bundle of braided twine bracelets, a rainbow of colors with assorted charms attached to them. Little plastic seashells on the blue one, flowers dotting the green one.

Satoru remembers, he still has the one you made him in your first year. It feels like a lifetime ago that six teenagers had vaguely matching mementos they wore showing their unity as a group, yourself and your fellow first years Nanami and Haibara and of course himself and his friends. 

“Blue seems cliche,” you opined at the time with a raised brow, a pink cheeked seventeen year old Gojo staring back at you anxiously. His crush had bloomed by then although you pretended to be oblivious to it. “How about pink instead?”

He has never been able to tell you no so he nodded, keeping his mouth screwed shut while you worked. Pink he received, so bright it almost hurt his eyes to wear it back then. You attached a little smiley face charm right in the middle, affixing it around his wrist. He wore it every day until it began to unravel, safely kept in a small lockbox in the back of his closet.

The same box that contains most of the memories you’ve given him, the photos, the cards, the trinkets, and the ones the two of you have yet to make including that pesky engagement ring he can never seem to figure out the right time to give you.

“I might take it to school with me tomorrow just to see what the kids think.”

Two big hands make their way to your bent thighs and you smile, still digging through the box in your lap. Beads, closures, all the stuff you used to pride yourself on keeping tidy and neat. You glance up at him, that same smile on your face.

“Let me make you a new one since I have all this stuff out.”

You dig through the box for a minute more, squinting and making a show of exaggeratedly humming. Leaning in toward him, you hold colored embroidery floss up to his face to compare it to the shades of his eyes, the unforgettable feature that they are. One bundle of floss is too green, the other is too yellow. 

“What do you think the kids will say?” He asks, watching each of your movements raptly. Your tongue pokes out of the corner of your mouth when you concentrate, an adorable habit you’ve maintained in all of the years he’s known you, and you sit back on your haunches for a moment, hands on your thighs. 

Yet another adorable habit.  

He reaches to grab your arm, gently rubbing his thumb along the inside of it. You smile at the touch and ponder what your students will truly think if you bring this to them. It’s a bit of a dated hobby compared to the luxury of choice teenagers have now and you laugh to yourself, shaking your head.

“Well, Maki will probably say you’re rubbing off on me since I don’t bother to teach anymore and call it stupid to my face.” Satoru chuckles, watching through his lashes while you spring back into action, reaching behind you to grab a few more bundles of blue. “Inumaki will probably spell something inappropriate in English if I bring the letter beads. Panda will ask me to make each of them a matching bracelet because he’s sweet and will request that I make one for Yuuta to have when he gets back, too.”

Looking at the latest bounty recovered from the little tackle box that stores the trinkets required for this, you gasp. Cerulean with a deep blue sparkle woven through the strands. 

I’ll save this for something special some day, you told yourself more than a decade ago, spending your student stipend in some fancy embroidery shop in Nippori. Yen exchanged for fancy thread, dotted with glitter or metallic coating. You had no idea. Maybe you even bought it back then hoping a day where you’d be able to compare it to Satoru’s eyes would arrive, subconsciously laying the tracks for your own future.

“It’s a perfect match.”

The grin on your face is mirrored by your love who reaches around your body to grab from the twine selection himself. A handful of colors that match your eyes sit across his large palm and he glances down at the collection, mimicking your previous attempts to find something that screamed “him”.

“What are you doing?” The question is a half joke but you let him hum to himself, raising one bundle and then another to compare them. “Well, I didn’t make you one back then because I thought I was too cool,” he blinks at you, making you giggle. “I was right, of course, but there’s no time like the present, right?”

Nodding your agreement, you remove the paper from around the twine and shake it out. You’ll need some coordinating colors so you dig back through the bundles in front of you, sticking them against his face again. 

“I still have the one you made me, by the way.”

Scoffing, you roll your eyes and use your index finger to poke around in the bead compartment, searching for the perfect one for your newest creation.

“Don’t lie, I can always tell.” Satoru grabs your hand delicately although your fingers are still holding various crafting supplies and raises it to his lips, gently kissing your wrist. You are very attentive to the little things about him and likely noticed when he finally stopped wearing it, several years after it was first made. “I’m not lying. I had to stop wearing it because it was unweaving and I didn’t want to lose it forever.”

You feel guilty for the accusation and lean in toward him, kissing the tip of his nose, claiming your hand back from his grasp to begin braiding twine together into a pattern.

“I can always re-make it if you’d rather have a pink one,” you offer, braiding together various shades of blue in your lap without looking down. “I can wear this one.”

Smiling softly, he looks at you, then the bundle of your eye colored twine in his own hand.

“You wear the blue one and I’ll make one that matches you to wear myself, how about that?”

Nodding, you let the conversation fall quiet while he unbundles his own selections, fingers deftly separating and joining three strands, just the way you tried to teach him years ago when you assumed he didn’t care. He has always paid far more attention to you than you’ve realized and you’ve given him a lot to study over the last ten or so years.

“I think you should leave this at home,” he admits. It’s selfish but he doesn’t want to see you share this precious memory with your students who may not even appreciate it. He wants to sit cross legged on the living floor with you, making little friendship bracelets that will eventually unravel or fade or snap, for the rest of his life. He wants to make them for your children someday, matching bracelets with mom and dad. He wants to keep this, to keep you, all to himself.

“Okay. It’s probably for the best anyway, I don’t need to give them one more thing to give me shit about.”

Satoru leans toward you and kisses your forehead right as you’re finishing the blue bracelet. He looks down, tying and knotting it around your wrist, remembering when you did the same for him so long ago. 

“Looks good.” His words catch your eye and you smile up at him, looking between his eyes and the bracelet wrapped around your wrist. It is an uncanny match and you’re proud of your own eye for color though your pride is stopped in its tracks when he sticks out his wrist, bracelet pinched between two of his fingers and dangling from his hand. “Would you mind?”

You do as he did for you, as you’ve done for him before, with softness in your eyes it would be impossible to hide. 

“Not bad,” you compliment and he shrugs with a chuckle. “Obviously. I even think mine is the better of the two.”

Letting your hand rest in his lap, next to his, the hastily made bracelets sit one next to the other on each of your bodies. His eyes follow yours and he weaves your fingers together, thumb gently rubbing the thickest part of your palm.

It’ll always be the two of you, a perfectly matched set, no matter what.

[lowkeyrobin]

hiya :D could you maybe make a MCYT + Cellbit preference list with a SO who like to make jewlery like bracelets and stuff? specifically like knadi bracelts and such. like making bracelets with the streamer's name on it or like things that match their brand/theme!!

oooo yeah sure!!! ; also I'm a kandi kid (kinda I can only rlly do singles... embarassing) but I know what I'm talking about for once lmaooo ; thanks for requesting, hope u enjoy!

MCYT ; kandi kid

includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, badlinu, maxggs, quackity & cellbit

warnings ; language

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

absolutely adores everything you make for him

there's one with "tommyinnit" and two red and white smiley faces on the side, white beads on the left of his name and red on the right, and another smiley face in the back where you tied it off

there's another that's just 1-1 red and white with a little customized bead on it (a plain letter that he drew a red star on both sides)

and there's like circular rubbery beads that are red and white tie dye

he wears them literally everyday and always brags about you when someone points them out / asks him about them

"oh yeah, my partner made them for me 😊"

he lovesss watching you make like anything other than singles cause he has no idea how you do it

he's got a whole collection of lizards you made for him atp

RANBOO

cherishes everything you make them

there's one that's half blue half purple, separated by a yellow star on both sides where the colors seperate

there's a similar one that just says "ranboo" with some fun star beads and stuff

helps you make cuffs / watches you show them but is still struggling a bit on learning how to do the pattern n stuff

"can you make me this?" and it's a bunch of 3d stars that would take maybe 7 mins to make like yeah ofc bro

he's got so many singles from you that he rotates them around and matches them with his outfits

you made him some little rotating ones too

THEYRE OBSESSED.

FREDDIE BADLINU

mostly only wears 3 on each at most

there's one that's orange, red, purple and pink in a pattern (to match the colors he's dyed his hair)

there's another that says "internet superstar badlinu" on 3 layers, the main is plain black with some decorative beads n stuff

there's also a bi flag one

and some miscellaneous 2d keychains and a couple little 3d desk decorations

he loves showing off the stuff you make when it's just randomly left nearby or you give it to him or whatever

you've given him a lot of singles over time so some get worn more than others, you don't really care

everytime there's a new one he'll be fixated on it for like a week and not wanna take it off

ALEX QUACKITY

you'll walk in when he's doing shit w a handful of bracelets

"omg thank you!!!"

he puts them all on, arms covered in plastic

there's some music themed ones, others matching his brand, others being just color schemes that would match outfits

he actually adores everything you make for him, even the funny ones

"omg this one is weed!!" he shows off a green one w "leaf" beads on it

he wears them outside too, like his wrists are pale glowing white while the rest of him tans 😭

you made him a rotating cuff of a duck in water and he's so obsessed with it but scared to wear it cause he's worried he'd break it

there's also one that says "ur gay" and it's obnoxiously rainbow lol

it's on his key lanyard trust

CELLBIT

literally so grateful and thankful for everything you make for him

and so fascinated cause you make everything look so cool

from singles to 3d pieces, he's literally just 🤩🤩🤩 lol

always showing off the new stuff you'd made him online

always asking "can you make me this?" and sending you pinterest and tiktok inspo

there's a single that says "cellbit" in block letters and its a grey-green color, the beads are both barrels and some square ones you found cause... cellbit? pixels? no? anyone?

also likes helping you organize the beads and set them into small bowls while you work

it's like your bonding time lol

[cyandreamz]

✧∘*Phoenix and Miles themed kandi *∘✧

Yesterday I got some red kandi beads and of course this meant I had to make a Miles Edgeworth themed kandi bracelet :D. Of course yesterday was July 1st as well (at least for me cuz time zones) which is the start of Narumitsu week, so of course I had to make a Phoenix kandi bracelet as well (plus Phoenix is a pretty cool dude imo) and, inject some narumitsu/wrightworth by putting some totally subtle heart beads of contrasting colour into both bracelets X3

Also a few more details about the kandi I made: Miles had black and white beads to represent both his outfit colours and my lack of red kandi beads :'), Pheonix has smiley faces because of what Mia Fey Always told him and, Blue flowers because they look kinda like his lawyer badge in shape (at least to me, plus they're cute beads).

Also I don't plan on doing any fanart of the narumitsu prompts as I don't want to push my left wrist too much and maker sure it's healed this time (^��^J)

[teddypickerry]

Hi!! if you’re still doing requests would you do a loralie gilmore x fem reader one? maybe where they bond over liking metallica (sorry chris lmao) and their friendship turns into a relationship?

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐍.

pairings — fem! reader x lorelai gilmore

word count — 876

warnings — literally just fluffy + flirty lorelai

a/n — first of all, never apologize to chris. secondly… WHAT UP MFS (saying that like i didn’t disappear off the face of the earth for a hot min) hope this tiny little blurb did you justice, i thought it was just cute. love you guys. thank you for messaging me + sending requests lately. you guys rock.

THE TOWN OF STARS HOLLOW was on the brink of Autumn, yet the sun was mistaking the New England town for a tropical paradise. Except the sun didn't accept the idea of paradise. Not with the continuous heat waves that had the town meetings cancelled and air conditioners blasting. Not a single long sleeve in sight despite it being the first day of September.

"This feels like a joke. This has to be a joke, right?" Lorelai Gilmore mutters as she walks down the side walk, fanning herself with her hand while trailing around in her heeled boots that felt like personal hell. Her best friend, Sookie, stood to her right wiping the bead of sweat from her forehead. "If it is, this is the cruelest joke ever."

The two regretted their walk from the Dragonfly Inn almost instantly and that thought only deepened as they walked the towns streets. Luke's seemed so far away and they were ready to give up.

"Watch out!" A voice called from the town square, as the two woman turned to see a ball coming in their direction. Lorelai moved out of the way and Sookie quickly followed, the ball nearly taking out their necks. A woman came jogging over and stopped with a quick glance at the two of them, grabbing the ball and tossing it into her arms. "Oh, sorry. That kid is not ready for soccer tryouts.”

Lorelai locked eyes with the woman who stood before her, wearing a pair of sneakers with shorts and a cut-up Metallica t-shirt. She looked like she somehow didn't break a sweat. Despite her athletic efforts. "Where did you come from, the freezer section?" Lorelai asks.

The unknown woman rubs her lips together before motioning over to the kid standing in the grass across the road. "My niece has shitty aim," She says with a quick smile.

"Well we can't all be... a… soccer player," Lorelai mutters as she realizes she doesn't know the name of a singular athletic star.

"Are you new around here?" Sookie asks the girl curiously as she searches her purse for her sunscreen. Y/N only nodded in response, "Just visiting my sister. She owns the boutique down the road."

"Oh yeah, I like going in there. It's like an episode of The Twilight Zone. I never know what's gonna happen in there," Lorelai chuckles as the woman only nods along. "Cool t-shirt, by the way."

"Metallica fan?" Y/N asks as she eyes her for a moment, noticing the pink tank top with a puppy on it. She found it hard to believe that this smiley woman would be fond of Kirk Hammett.

"Great band," Lorelai nods.

"They know how to play a tune or two," Y/N comments with a quick smirk making Lorelai smile. Clearly enjoying their little talk and what Y/N said next. "It's not too often I run into a pretty Metallica fan."

Lorelai smiles sweetly at those words making Sookie have to hide her smile of excitement with her hand. Before making an excuse to leave the two alone. "I'm gonna head to Luke's before I become bacon out here... nice meeting you."

Y/N gives her a nod as she walks past her, leaving Lorelai stood infront of her and only her. "Yeah, I'll meet you there."

She tossed the ball back over towards her niece who went back to kicking it around the gazebo. Lorelai's eyes still on her as she did so. Enjoying her figure in the summer clothing. "Well I should probably get back to her..."

"Yeah," Lorelai gives her a nod as she breaks out of the trance and looks over at the kid. "She's a cute kid."

"She is," Y/N nods as she gives Lorelai another look once her head turned. "Listen... I'm gonna be in town for a while."

"Oh?" The Inn owner says, obviously too awkward to mumble out something witty as per usual. Y/N nodded before licking her lips. "Yeah, I'll see you around?"

"Yep. It's Stars Hollow; we see everyone and everything. Not in a creepy way... but in a like, we're always looking. God, that sounded very opening scene of Halloween," Lorelai smiles awkwardly before chuckling away her nerves.

"Great movie," Y/N comments with a quick smile as she glanced down at the empty coffee cup Lorelai was holding. Questioning why she was on her second cup of hot coffee on a day like this... but noticing the sharpie'd name written on the side. "…Lorelai."

Lorelai furrows her eyebrows with another soft chuckle. "So you're stalker Michael Myers."

"No, I'm just a girl who can read," Y/N motions to the coffee cup with a nice smirk. Lorelai feels a grin grow at that as she looks over at the woman. "I'll see you later, Lorelai."

"You too, Y/N." Lorelai hums as she watches her head toward the street before turning to her with a confused look. Lorelai only grins as she starts walking to the coffee shop, "I can read too."

Y/N thinks for a moment as she crossed the street and walked back over to her niece. Noticing the ball by her feet. 'Property of Y/N Y/L/N'

"Well, damn."

[thedelicatearcher]

Ok so fun fact abt me is my biggest hobby is making friendship bracelets😭and im not talking eras-tour-beads-and-charms im talking good old embroidery-floss-knotting-until-your-nails-break friendship bracelets. And those are literally just making rows and rows of knots in various patterns and stuff (im sure you can see where im going with this)

FINNICK WOULD LOVE MAKING FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS BC NOT ONLY IS IT SOMETHING TO DO WITH HIS HANDS THEYRE PRETTY AS HELL AND HE’D MAKE EVERYONE HE KNOWS WEAR THE ONES HE MAKES FOR THEM‼️‼️‼️

anyways I just wanna sit in silence w him as we make friendship bracelets is that really too much to ask for???

YES!! I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!

finnick has many hobbies that involve working with knots and patterns such as crafting nets as beach beds for his friends, knitting, and making friendship bracelets is also one of them for sure!!!

all of finnick’s bracelets are sea themed. whether it’s from the colors he picks--from example, a mix of pale green and a soft blue representing the algae in the sea. a mix of warm colors symbolizes the loving sunset he admires every day on the beach. he finds a meaning in every color. after making an all-red bracelet, he explained to everyone how it represented a crab. it’s also from the little charms too. he has tons of stars, which he sees as starfish. he has little dolphins too, some anchors, and smiley faces.

he could spend an inhuman amount of hours sitting on the floor, humming sweet melodies as his hands work on the knots. expertly following the familiar patterns, it becomes effortless for him. his mind drifts, relaxed as he focuses on getting the tension in the bracelet just right. if you were to look at him, you would notice his focused frown, legs crossed, tongue sticking out in concentration, surrounded by supplies spread across the floor.

what he loves most about making friendship bracelets is choosing the colors according to the person he has in mind. for mags, he made a lilac and sky blue bracelet with a pattern that had hearts all over it.

for peeta, he carefully chose soft tones of orange and yellow embroidery floss, aiming to capture the essence of the quiet sunset he so admittedly loves. he includes a small sun charm to complement it. finnick smiles like a child as he imagines peeta's face when he explains the meaning of the bracelet to him.

for johanna, he picked the brightest, most colorful neon colors. a mischievous grin spread across his face because he knows she won’t reject the bracelet. he understands johanna won't wear her bracelet when he is not around, but the satisfaction of knowing that she loves him so dearly that she would wear it, even if she hates it, it's enough to him.

he takes great pride in his creations, adoring the sight of the strings on his dearest friends' wrists. his hands may be cramping, but his heart feels full of love for his friends

[ninoxmeeki]

Felt a little nostalgic about these horses so I drew up my own interpretation of them <3

[Image ID: 7 Digital drawings of the artist's interpretation of the mane 6, the first one, with them all together and the latter images being each character separately. The first one is Applejack, she's depicted as a big and sturdy clydesdale horse. She has an orange coat with light orange sock and nose bridge markings, along with freckles on her cheek and her shoulder blades. She has a dirty blonde mane and tail with both of them wrapped in pony tails. She is wearing a red plaid neckerchief and chewing on a piece of hay. The next is Pinkie pie who is short and chubby like a cute pony. Her coat is light pink with her mane and tail being a darker pink with a coily hair texture. She has afro puffs that are wrapped by yellow and blue beads. She's also wearing a variety sort of kandi bracelets on her front hooves, one that spells smile, and another carrying cute smiley faces. A kandi necklace on her neck features beads all shaped as the elements of harmony and their respected colors. Rainbow Dash comes after. She's lean and sporty looking, wearing sports wristbands on her front hooves and goggles on her head. She's light blue with dappled light blue markings on her flank and on the back of her neck. Her mane is short and rainbowy, with the back of it like a mohawk. Her tail also sports a rainbow color with wit shaped like lightening. Fluttershy is tall and competes with Applejack in height. She's got a long horse face with a light yellow coat, and a wavy long pink mane and tail. There's all sorts of leaves, twigs and flowers in her hair from spending a lot of her time outdoors with helping animals. She also is wearing a green poncho. She has a muddier yellow muzzle, flank and legs. Rarity follows after, being petite and curly. She has a beauty mark on her left cheek she's wearing makeup. She has a clean white coat, and a curly purple and pink mane and tail. She also has a unicorn beard and a small unicorn horn. She's wearing a diamond studded collar around her neck and earrings. Last is Twilight and Spike. Spike looks very similar to his official g4 design but he's slightly pinker. Twilight is short with a purple coat that has light purple diamond markings on her muzzle, chest and legs and facial acne on her forehead. Her mane and tail are straight haired, being colored dark blue with stripes of a light purple and pink. Her horn is longer and more impressive and she also has a unicorn beard along with her alicorn wings. She is wearing glasses and looking over at Spike. /.End ID]

[phantomtrader19]

POTO LONDON 16/03/2024 CHUMISA’S 3RD SHOW!! - REVIEW

(Audio will be gifted soon!)

I had booked this trip before Chumisa was announced to be taking over as alternate the day before so I was kicking myself I just missed her first show, I had heard clips of her online and she sounded incredible and lots of people were raving about her.

I went to the show expecting Eve or Colleen to be on as Lily had been off the Thursday and I didn’t think Chumisa would have done 2 shows directly after her debut BUT low and behold her name was on the castboard however I was a little skeptical as there has been a few times where it’s been incorrect.

During the Hannibal ballet Chumisa came out and I was so excited!! She looked gorgeous in the costume and wig! I also got the pleasure of seeing Lily as Carlotta again who was also brilliant, during Carlotta’s think of me Chumisa was in awe of her and just as the cloth was about to drop you could sense that she had sensed the presence of the phantom.

She began think of me and had a lovely vibrato to start off and then she delivered an unbelievable rendition of the song! So elegant in the way she moved in the Elissa skirt and so smiley like her Christine couldn’t believe her luck! Her cadenza was angelic to say the least so floaty and the high note so strong!

Her chemistry with Joe in the dressing room was so so good she played Christine like a total giddy teenager which really worked!

Her title song was lovely she has a great lower register for the beginning and then her cadenza was BEAUTIFUL and really powerful!

Perfect acting in music of the night played Christine with so much curiosity she was just fascinated by the phantom, her facial expressions and again so elegant in the way she moved!

The unmasking again just great acting and she held the note when singing “who’s is that face in the shadows…who’s is that face in the maaaaask” tiny detail that I LOVED

In the rooftop she was not having any of Raoul’s BS she completely stood on her own and almost seemed to be like well if you don’t believe me see ya later!

All I ask of you was brilliant! Again their chemistry was so palpable one of my fave performances I’ve seen of that song!

Masquerade again her little acting choices were so solid it was as if she was searching for the phantom in the crowd! Notes/managers 2 she stood up to Carlotta really strongly and when she got to Twisted every way you could see her Christine totally break down like she had nothing left to give, truly wonderful poignant acting choices!

Her wishing was SOOOO GOOD she relied a little more on her belt which I imagine she’ll get more into the soprano side further into her run but for her 3rd ever show an absolute acting masterclass!

In PONR she was stunning! When she knew it was the phantom it was almost rage coming out in her singing like she was so over his nonsense lol

NOW…..the final lair…..WOW

She was inCREDible!!! Again a lot of belt but it worked so so well for her portrayal of Christine she really held her own here I was blown away! I got that Chumisa rn is more of a Raoul Christine as opposed to Lily who’s the polar opposite so a really lovely change!

Overall for her 3rd show as Christine I see Chumisa being a fan favourite, so much charisma and charm in her Christine and vocally was beautiful and will only get better! All 4 London Christine’s are top of their game we’re truly spoiled!

Costume notes:

- Her wig texture and style was stunning I just wish they’d add a bit more hair to make it a bit fluffier.

- Her Elissa Skirt is like Anouk’s one so no big bow in the back and gold appliqué round the fake bodice.

- Lovely mint bow in her hair for Il muto and I’m not a massive costume buff however her rooftop dress looked different and I can’t pinpoint why?

- Her masquerade dress was slightly better than Lily’s the bodice was perfectly fit and adequately beaded and the skirt had a lovely shape! West end star princess’ are just not my fave tbh!

- Her wishing dress was like the original production ones with the waterfall drape which was interesting I wonder if that will change

[polarisbear]

there’s a process i like to go through every time i sit down and commit to drawing something more than once (detailed image and text id under the cut)

[image id 1: a sketch page of all of the octopath traveler 2 travelers. there is a row of small full body sketches and a row of bust shots.

image id 2: a sketch page focusing on a small ochette redesign and figuring out how to draw partitio.]

[image id 1: a set of sketches of the playable cast of octopath traveler 2. at the top are a row of small full bodies of the travelers. below are busts of them. agnea bristarni is clapping her hands together with a smile; she has sun-kissed skin and freckles. ochette is excitedly running to the right. throné anguis has her arms crossed as she frowns. castti florenz looks off screen with worry. hikari ku’s hair blows in the wind as he looks upset; he has an olive skin tone. partitio yellowil is giving his best smirk as he winks with his hand on his chin. he’s black, referencing his concept art. temenos mistral has a hand on his chin as he gives a mysterious smile. osvald v. vanstein looks disgruntled and like he desperately needs sunlight.

image id 2: a sketch page mostly focusing on ochette and patritio. there is a sketch of ochette’s back as she stretches, there are also small drawings of other beastlings. there is a simple reference sheet of ochette as she poses, her design slightly altered. her hair turns black at the tips, and it’s put up in loose twin tails. her clothes have a more “finished” look, and all of the leather material has been refined. there is more beading detailing on her. the right side of the sketch page is just partitio headshots with different face angles and hairstyles.

text id: “What if. Jacked.” “fluffy face :)” “beading! Important Toto’haha craft” “She re-dyes her dress periodically” “Beastlings can look like any canine/feline Can live anywhere” “Toto’haha is known for impressive leather-working (bc of all the animal hides they have)” “Stripes break up form -> harder to follow” “Claws. bc cool” “Recent trading = metal weaponry is pretty commonplace” “gladiator sandals but fr” “becomes black at the tips” “didn’t notice the eye shape went down (looks extra smiley lol)” “dashing young man (… phoenix wright”)” “silver rings from home” “High pony for w/o hat” “Low pony for hat” “double pony layering trick (from Agnea!)”]

[piggybonez]

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[janaknandini-singh999]

Modern day Lord Ram (girl version)

Part 1

Janeshvari smiled at what she held tightly in her palms and turned around to the person who'd given it to her.

Harini smiled back and mouthed "I'm sorry I had nothing more to give you. But it is with all my affection. I love you."

Janeshvari felt her heart burst and the red rushing to her cheeks so much she turned back around and looked at the tiny thing and put it in her finger happily. It was a paper ring with a smiley sun drawn on it. Harini had a matching one with the crescent on it.

"Class! Take your test papers back." Suddenly the teacher emerged in the class and raised her hand to demand attention. "As usual, Janeshvari has achieved the highest. A perfect 100, with Harini closely trailing behind with a 97. This has only been possible as they have been the most sincere students in class. You all need to learn something from them."

Everyone groaned and Janeshvari chuckled, turning again to look at Harini, suddenly inhaling sharply at what she saw. Harini had come to her desk and was bowing to her.

Janeshvari blushed and looked around uneasily "Not in front of everyone, Hari-"

Harini looked back up with a determined gaze which made Janeshvari laugh, despite herself. One thing about her was that she was a radiant girl, you would always find her smiling but she never laughed out loud much. So it was one of those rare times Janeshvari laughed heartily and it was the sweetest melody which made everyone around sigh and swoon. It was the sound of a peaceful river flowing and immersing itself into the sea.

Harini had once used the line "if I could've bottled the sound of your laughter and gotten drunk on it every night, I would've." on her.

Janeshvari had raised her eyebrows on that, mildly amused at the outright confession of feelings but more at the choice of words "But if you say so, I will laugh for you every time. You don't need to trap my voice, you know?"

Harini had frowned, pursing her lips "No, that's not what I-"

Janeshvari had tilted her head "Hmm?"

Harini then had shaken her head, sighing "Forget it."

Janeshvari had laughed louder on seeing her face like that and kissed her nose "I got it, honey! I was just messing with you."

Harini had raised her eyebrows this time, wrapping her arms around Janeshvari "Oh my, messing around? I forced trickery out of such a somber, honourable creature like YOU?! Dear God, what crime have I committed-" kissing her back.

Janeshvari just laughed slowly right now again in class, piquing Harini's curiosity.

"It's just that," Janeshvari articulated "I was wondering that if I were a man then this - whatever you're doing - would be called misogyny on my part."

Harini put her finger on her chin, thinking aloud "But all this is because I deeply respect and love you, and you do the same for me. What has that got to do anything with gender?"

Janeshvari merely shrugged "I'm not really sure abut that either." then smiling widely again, took Harini's hand and ran outside as the interval bell rang.

"JANI, DIDI!" a kid's voice echoed as he ran across to Janeshvari and hugged her tightly.

"Chiru! What are you doing here?!" Janeshvari spoke excitedly.

Chiranjeevi was a slum kid but surprisingly strong for a child. He had been the local saviour, protecting other kids from bullies after Janeshvari had saved him from some when he was younger. It had become his mission to save and serve now as he had experienced the unconditional warmth from her.

"I MADE something FOR YOU!" Chiranjeevi poked out something from his little hands "with the help of Hari di hehe." pointing at Harini, who quietly grinned and winked at him.

It was a handmade bracelet of beads with cute cartoon monkey figures dangling from them. "TA-DAA!" Chiranjeevi raised his own hand to reveal a matching bracelet but with tiny, golden bows dangling instead. It was supposed to represent Janeshvari as she was an exceptional archer.

"Is it my birthday or friendship day or something that I don't know about?!! This sudden shower of sweet gestures?"

"We don't need a special day to celebrate your blessed presence in our lives." Harini beamed, Chiranjeevi nodding aggressively at that.

"It's absolutely adorable." Janeshvari grazed her fingers across the bracelet "I love it!" and kissed Chiranjeevi's forehead who fell backwards with a blush and "AAAHH!"

A boy rushed just in time to catch him, chuckling "He so has a crush on you, didi!"

Chiranjeevi immediately shot up off the boy's arms, bursting forth with an angry expression "Crush is such an INHUMAN, DEGRADING term for the VAST DEVOTION I HAVE FOR JANESHVARI DIII!" then turning to her with moistening eyes, he whispered "Pinky promise.. GOD PROMISE that I will be yours forevaaa!" and offered his pinky finger very seriously. Janeshvari smiled and shook it with hers "I accept your love and so grateful for it. I shall love you always too!"

"Guys, hello? What about me??? I love my sister too!" The boy had popped up with plates. "I'm not that creative to make gifts so easily but I have brought the elixir of life! FOOD!"

Everyone laughed, Janeshvari beckoning him "Of course! Come here, Sheshu!" and Shesh, her younger brother ran towards them, giggling and joined in the group hug "My most favourite three people in the world! If I'm to be remembered ever in the future, I want you three to always be with me." whispered a teary Janeshvari, Chiranjeevi immediately started sobbing with her, hugging her more fiercely.

[sam-monroe]

deciding to re-do my headcanon post for sam. anyways, our favorite sad boy.

✦ psychologically, all the shit that sam went through in that singular summer would possibly lead to another relapse either with RX, weed, or perhaps something else that we haven’t seen in movie. he’s only 16, so he will still be impulsive especially through that deep pain of losing george.

✦ personally, i 100% feel as if Robin and Peter did in fact divorce after and we can see it implied when she does refuse to go to bed after he starts to realize it’s crumbling.

✦ i get why in film they have the “feeling lighter looking lighter trope” and sam removed his piercings, but cmon… you don’t just stick needles in your face just because (please, don’t do it kids…), but dammit let him just be emo.

✦ growing up in downtown LA, sam would have a great diversity in food and i’ve dubbed him as a lengua boi because i said so. he just gets onions and cilantro with it and of course a mexican coke because after having that first one, he could never go back.

✦ at the opening shot where we see sam getting his paint can (?) and rag, we see the contexts of his messy ass desk which include: an everclear magazine, a papa roach magazine, many scattered CDs of alt/rock/etc genres, a black macbook, and of course, a purple bong. which still cracks me up that he genuinely didn’t care about it being out and about so freely.

✦ on the cabinet unit near the doors to his room, he also has polaroids stuck onto it, and i like to headcanon it’s from the few happy times he had with the few “friends” he had through school. though, i also feel like he rarely let anyone truly get close, especially when beginning to make deals with Josh even when he would try to deny it (which we see in the film too)

✦ also, the cabinet has a TV (a small box one, probably from the 60s that george hoarded) and a VHS collection with some nice horror film

✦ because of the deals with Josh, it’s difficult for sam to engage with anything sexual with his partners in a car. even with getting himself into the situations for weed money, it’s still fucking traumatizing, and would affect him later on.

✦ as soon as a character (especially in a 2001) film shouts i’m not gay!!! well buddy, it’s job then to make him a little fruity. personally, i dub him as bisexual with an interest mostly in women but sometimes there’s just a hot ass man that comes into his life and it makes him weak.

✦ sam 100% got a job at hot topic because as you can see in the fic i’ve posted, i decided to make him emo again.

✦ of course, with him being emo again and my personal hatred of manson (which didn’t age well), sam is definitely a fan of NIN. he isn’t a crazy fanboy, but he does enjoy playing it and it was probably one of the few bands that george and him could listen to together… just… yknow, selectively. sam definitely made mixed cds for when they were working on the house lbr.

✦ robin and sam do start to mend their relationship through the grief of losing george, but i also headcanon that robin does find a new boyfriend about a year after (will eventually write that out)

✦ sam definitely becomes dependent on weed again, but he does prefer to make blunts rather than using a bong. at least once, robin has caught him making brownies which leads to the both of them just having one and watching horror movies together.

✦ sam is on the autism spectrum.

✦ he 100% has stick and poke tattoos he did himself. one is a smiley face, another is a jellyfish.

✦ after alissa and josh barging into shower time, when he returned to robin’s house he definitely got more secure locks on his own door which i suspect are built in his room due to the beaded curtain we see next to his desk. with the layout of the house by what we see up the stairs, we can assume it’s another closet (unlikely imo), a bathroom, or just a random ass space that has a wall dividing it from his actual bedroom. i personally just opt for the bathroom idea, and it is the only area of sam’s room that is always clean.

✦ he does hang out with adam and ryan more, because of ryan being the eldest in 2001 (roughly 11 or so… maybe…), he does have a growing wedge between sam and himself, especially when sam just starts to be alt again.

✦ george named sam, and his legal name is samwise. yes, after the tolkien character because george was a huge fucking nerd.

✦ sam eventually becomes an architect and attends the same school george went to.

[ennaku-sirri-da]

It's summertime, and the night air feels alive

Day 5 of @smileformeweek - Connection

[ ID: Traditionally done art that's colored and edited digitally. It involves Tiff Webber and Mirphy Foroparat from Smile For Me the game. It is of my AU Roseverse.

Here Tiff and Mirphy are younger. On two sides, both of them are shown in their respective spaces. To the left is Mirphy. Her face is pockmarked and her hair looks shorter, wilder. She wears a dark baggy jacket with a green scarf, and a pink shirt with red slightly oversized pants underneath. Her shoes are light sneakers. A raggedy backpack is slung over one shoulder. To the right is Tiff. Her face and arms show acne signs, her hair is done in rows of braids with a butterfly design at the side. Her braids are tied with a pink ribbon, making a ponytail. The ends are beaded pink too. Some of her weaved in strands are colored purple. She wears a glittery pink skirt and orange shoes studded with fake red gems. She also has a colorful bracelet with various shapes.

Mirphy stands holding a bus stop sign, looking excitedly at her flip phone, at one location. Tiff smiles and clicks away at her computer, sitting in a swivel chair with a red teddy near the bottom, holding a heart which says " For a special someone".

From Mirphys side the text messages, in a variety of chatboxes done like a collage with various colors, shapes, real life photos included are: one of the posters of a woman from Smile For Me reading " lettuce" with the text " Girls :-]( smiley face)" and hearts, underneath it, a photo of two fried pizzas from a pizza place with the text " WHT do thy use?", then a role playing text with " *teleports behind u with my assassin powerz*", then a photo of an autumn leaf with light falling on it with the text " You", then a box with various ghost hunting tools titled as text "my equipment", then a photo of Fresno nightcrawlers with the text " nightcrawlers ", then a photo of a tiny frog with the text " unidentified lil fucking thang" , a text replying to a message of concern saying " You too."

From Tiffs side the text messages, done in a similar style as described for Mirphys are, a drawing of an eye with a moon in it with the text" when one loves ones art...", a sticker of a clown throwing his arms to the side with the red text " Metamorphosis", a text replying to the pizza message saying " Human Blodd!! 8-]( Excited face) JK", a text saying " Stay safe :-]( smiley face), then a text sending an mp3 file with the song " all my little words" with space and music emojis, then a Neopets screenshot with the text " luv this games secrets!!!", then a roleplaying text with the words" *meows* look how purrty I am!", then a text with a Tomie by Junji Ito comic picture, captioned " my favorit monster :-*( kissy face)" and hearts.

There are blue butterflies flying between Tiff and Mirphy signifying their connection. The border of my notebook from the photo I took is seen. There is a warm, yellowed tone over the whole drawing. End ID]

/

Sorry it's late! Consider this whole series my love letter to s4m through my AU. There's kinda an explanation for the whole drawing here...

But basically, Tiff likes monsters, and Mirphy hunts for them :-) they strike up a fast friendship online and meet up many years later and form an amazing adventurous duo. Currently I think Mirphy may be running away or something? Precarious situation, dramatic family stuff. Tiff also seems shy, so maybe she didn't have many friends either.

[kinetic-elaboration]

March 25: Clarktavia, Room + Bead

Clarke/Octavia, ~1,200 words, Modern AU

Just a little indulgent thing idk. I like it, though.

*

Octavia's bedroom is set off from the rest of the loft by a beaded curtain. It's in the corner of the space, with a window taking up half the wall behind the bed, the rest of the walls exposed gray brick. She's got a bed, a chest of drawers that she hauled in on her brother's pick-up truck from a garage sale in the suburbs, and a milk crate that she uses as a bedside table. In the corner is an Army bag that she uses for her laundry, and a tall lamp with three opposable bulbs that shine light up to the ceiling, where, at night, it reverberates throughout the corner and flashes back against the glass, creating wide parallelograms of shadow and light.

The bed is a full-sized mattress set low to the floor, on a wooden bed frame made of slats. No headboard. Her sheets are white and her comforter a purple color in the mid-range of the scale, a color almost red, in the poor evening light. A few times, Clarke has found herself alone in the bed, and from that vantage point she has examined the remainder of the room in as much detail as she can without actually breaking confidence and snooping. She's looked through the books that Octavia keeps in the milk cart: trade paperbacks with underlining in them that must have come from Bellamy, and an A6-sized journal held closed with a green rubber band. She's stared at the chest of drawers, finding patterns in the scars on the wood, memorizing the faded stickers on the side. A flower with neon green and pink petals. A smiley face. A peace sign. She's catalogued the items on top of the chest too: toiletries, hair ties, a metal water bottle, a few pieces of jewelry that Octavia never wears. The space is always neat, Clarke supposes because it's so small.

This summer, she has spent a lot of time in the loft, sometimes hanging out with Octavia's brother and his girlfriend, whom she met first, but increasingly with Octavia herself. The first time she stayed over, she bunked on the couch. The second time, the couch was occupied, and Bellamy and Raven's bed didn't fit a third—"Also, gross," as Octavia put it—and so, she crashed in the only available space left. ("Since I don't want to be mean,” Octavia said, “and make you sleep on the floor.”)

In that bed, she has learned Octavia's silences, which mean more somehow than all her smart remarks and little sister commentary—Octavia as herself, no longer performing for her brother or his friends. She'd obviously been doing that for a long time. Clarke watches her now and gets away with it, lazes quietly next to her as the high noon sun floods in, and the little fan Octavia has borrowed from the main loft whirs gently from the top of the milk carton, and causes tendrils of their hair to fly around their faces, and the pages of Clarke's book to rustle and try to flip. She feels it like a whisper against her skin. Octavia is lying on her back and staring up at her journal, held directly above her: not writing, but only skimming idly over past thoughts. Clarke's not close enough to see any of the words. She rests on her side with her head propped up on her fist and just stares, and tries to feel every bit of her body, every bit of her skin: naked, against the worn sheets, warm, in patches of sun, briefly shivering, when grazed by the artificial breeze. She can smell someone cooking in the kitchen on the other side of the loft. She can see all the wrinkles in the bedsheets and the way Octavia's chest rises and falls with the working of her lungs.

The sunlight glints off the beaded curtain, bringing out sharper tones of green and blue from the sea-colored strands.

One night, she brings Octavia a present: a square box, with a ribbon tied around it and a bow on top. The day has been wickedly hot, and her pale blue sundress sticks to her back with a patch of sweat, and her thighs rub together with sweat. Heat rises, so even after dark, the loft still feels warm as if baked in residual sun. Most of the lights are off. Almost no one home.

A familiar glow from the corner.

She parts the beaded curtain gently with just her fingertips, finds Octavia lying diagonally across the center of her bed, frowning deeply down at the pages of one of her books. She's wearing men's boxer shorts and a purple tank-top, also marred with patches of sweat. She looks up at the hint of movement, or sound—whatever clue Clarke gave to her presence that she herself does not discern.

Her frown deepens. "Hey."

"You busy?"

"No." She sets the book down on the floor and gestures with her chin to the box. "What's that?"

"A gift." She sits down lightly at the corner of the bed, next to the pillows, and Octavia pulls herself up and sits cross-legged next to her. She's only a couple years younger than Clarke, but she's got a certain lankiness and long-limbed gangliness that makes her seem, at times, younger than she is, and a habit of being too careless with her body, as if she were not yet aware of its size, which leaves her skin marred with constant, random bruises. Clarke sees one on her upper thigh, turning yellow.

She hands over the box, and Octavia turns it around in her hands suspiciously, without undoing the bow. "I've seen these," she says. "It's a kind of light, isn’t it? Lets you project stars and stuff on the walls?" She hands it back, or tries to, her arms held straight out in front of her and the box between her hands. "You should give it to Raven. She's into space and stuff. I would much rather stay here on Earth, thanks."

Clarke pushes the gift back. "This one's not stars." And, when Octavia still hesitates, "Just turn it on."

She's not sure why she bought the thing, not even if she's just honest within herself. She'd just seen it, in one of the stores she wandered into while trying to think, and simply decided that Octavia should have it.

"You're more stubborn than my roommates," Octavia grumbles, though what she means, Clarke thinks, is more stubborn than me. But she turns on the light anyway, and sets it on top of the chest of drawers. Then, perhaps just to show that she's game, she turns off her lights.

The bedroom, the whole loft, is dark, except for the city light through the window, and the wavering blues and greens from the box. It turns slowly around, sending patterns of waves, starfish, sea creatures, along the brick walls and flickering over the curtain.

Octavia stands still for a moment, between the chest of drawers and the bed, and watches them. Clarke watches her face.

Then, slowly, still not looking down, she climbs back onto her bed, and lies down on her back and looks up, and flicks her eyes across the room. Except for this movement, she is utterly still. She is awash in shades of ocean light. Clarke has never seen her look more beautiful.