#like of course she's still young and gorgeous but I think the outfits are a

[couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name]

im so curious what about the new 1989 costumes makes you hate them???

they're ugly 😂

[sapphossparenoterbook]

Hiiii! You said you're writing for AAA, so like a moth drawn to the light I came. 😆 Can you write Lilia x Reader? Reader being the vampire Carmila who inspired the book of the same name and even the Dracula book. 🥰

Crimson Secrets

Lilia Calderu x Vampire!Reader

(This book looks so so cool, I am definitely putting it onto my reading list!)

You’d done this thousands of times before… it was getting old, honestly, but alas, the appeal of sinking your teeth into young maiden’s necks won’t ever be truly boring. It’s just the process leading up to it that makes you suffer with bouts of ennui. 

Walking down a dirt track, you feel your body weaken. You hadn’t drank any human blood in around a week, and the rodents and livestock you find while stumbling along the Romanian country roads. 

Hopefully, no one here has heard the stories of the vampire in Austria that claimed to be in a carriage accident, mainly because you’re about to try that main trick again. One would say that the repetitiveness of your manipulation schemes was getting dangerous, but a vampire lacking their horde often gets desperate to survive. It’s easier to manipulate rather than overpower when you’re alone. 

A bolt of lightning in the distance illuminates the skyline ahead for a few seconds, making the dark bricks of a large looming tower visible to the eye. A tower that high means a castle, and a castle means food, company, and a good night's rest. Annoyingly, the lightning was a late warning for buckets and buckets of rain, but at least now you know where your next meal is. 

It doesn’t take you long to arrive at the castle, your metamorphosis into a bat proving useful once again. Except for the occasional rain drop hitting your wing too hard and knocking you off of your course and into the mud. 

Adds to the appeal of damsel in distress when you knock at the large front door, and a servant–or a butler?-answers the phone and stares at you with an indignant look on his face. Poor guy looked like he was fast asleep right before you knocked, but then again, he wouldn’t have answered as fast as he did if he was asleep…

“Hello… Could I… come in, only until morning–please sir, I promise not to bother anyone–” You say, hoping the damsel in distress act works just as well as it always does. 

“Why are you this far from the village at this hour? These roads are dangerous. Ridiculous girl.” The server-or-maybe-a-butler tells you, god, I hate when they’re grumpy. 

“I apologise, sir, I think there has been a misunderstanding… I was travelling, and I guess the horse was stressed? The thunder struck and he just– collapsed!” You say, feeling tears well up in your eyes before spilling down your face. 

Who was it that taught you how to do this? Irrelevant now, really… they’ve probably burned alive or choked on garlic for all I know…

The butler hands you his handkerchief and you wipe your eyes, pretending not to notice his grimace as the splashes of mud on your face smudge into the white fabric. Yeah, that stain isn’t coming out… 

Just then, a young woman and her mother walk out into the hall, watching as you cry and then rushing forwards to let you in. These are definitely the ladies of the house. 

The woman is dressed in a nightgown, with her grey hair tied into a bun. Her tense pursed lip slightly relaxes as she frets over you. 

Meanwhile the younger woman is still dressed in her full outfit. A large, orange dress, ordained with yellow embroidery, and her brunette hair in a plaited bun, similar to her mothers but with much more time put into it.And her smell–oh god, her smell… It's like rose petals and blood, gorgeous. The sound of her heart beat reaches your ears, and you can’t stop yourself from shivering as she grabs at your arm. 

“Oh, god–you’re shivering, mamma, she’s shivering! Come in, come on… come to the fire…” She says, and tightens her grip on your arm to drag you into the lounge of the great big castle. 

You’re here for days, then weeks… the girl, Lilia Calderu, has bonded to you very quickly. So much that they moved you from the empty maids bedroom next to the kitchen into the grand guest room next to hers. Which makes it much easier for you to slip into her room at night and bite into her pretty little neck, the pale, pure expanse of skin is warm to the touch, and the taste of the crimson liquid that spills into your mouth while she sleeps has quickly become addicting. She’s the best you’ve ever tasted. 

She’s getting sick, most likely from the frequent loss of blood,  so some nights you just spend waking her up and talking to her instead of biting into her sweet flesh, and tasting that lovely blood. This is one of those nights, before this, you’d thought she was just like any other of your victims. 

“Stop biting me!” She yells as she turns to face the other wall, freezing up for a split second. But how would she know? And why would she only react now, when you most definitely were not biting her? 

“Lilia? Are you okay?” You say as she turns back around, she’d grabbed an old book from her shelf that she was previously talking about, and carried on as if nothing had happened. 

“What? I’m fine… why?” She said, and as you look into your eyes you see no ounce of year, and no sign of any deception. Strange, you’d seen people phase out like that before, but only ever divination witches, and they had a much better control over when they’d predict something happening. 

You grin, this is a good, but also bad sign… you could keep seducing Lilia, run away with her if she ever gets caught… sex while drinking blood is always really, really lovely and all. Or, it could always backfire like crazy and she might have a divine intervention about you halfway through dinner with her parents tonight, or something dramatic like that. 

“Nothing, Lilia.” You say with a smile and pat the space on her bed she was occupying earlier. “Come back to bed, read me the book” Your smile widens as she blushes, and gets back into the bed next to you, and you pretend not to react as you rest your head on her chin, oh so close to her neck. 

There’s the telltale sign of lust when she hears Lilia’s heartbeat increase, and she starts to read that book. You chuckle, and kiss her shoulder, slightly dragging your teeth across the skin and hearing the girl stutter. 

Scratch what you’d said before, the lead up to drinking blood from cute young maiden’s necks was definitely not getting old, especially when they act all sweet like this.

[yayll]

Hi!! It’s my first time requesting something so I dont know how that works.. um I was thinking of some mission like some kind of ball that dazai and y/n has to go and y/n has to seduce someone to get information out of them. You know those masquerade balls? Yeah I think that really goood!! And dazai gets sooooooooo jealous and after she got the information dazai kiss her infront of that person to show him that she’s his😭😭😭😭😭😭omg

HIII angel sorry this took me a while, but i hope you like it :') i tweaked your idea a lil and fingers crossed this is what you so graciously asked for. i tried to put my best jealous goofy ass dazai in there along with the absolute MUSH his brain turns into when he has you to himself mixed with a lil........ fucked in the headness. i love requests! this was soooo fun to write i love youuuuuu <3

~ a little something about Dazai and his uncharacteristic jealousy ~

"Osamu, come on... You're my only sweetheart, you know that."

You call out half sweetly and half out of breath as you follow him down the hallway of the lavish event you were currently attending, dressed to the nines and trying to remain undercover. You were coming to realize why people didn't date within the workplace as he walked ahead, grumbling to himself. He's trying to remain unfazed, pretending to still be upset as he shrugs with his back turned to you.

"Hmph. I dunno, I don't feel like I'm your 'sweet' anything..."

This causes you to roll your eyes affectionately and pick up the pace, placing a hand on the back of his shoulder to finally stop him in his tracks. You flash him a sincere smile, and speak softly.

"I'm really sorry you had to see that. I didn't know that asshole was going to kiss me after he let me go. I also didn't think you'd ever get jealous..."

You say that last part with a more playful tone, treading dangerous waters of your unpredictable lover's emotions. As expected, he sighs dramatically, casting you a look of disgust.

"Ugh, of course I'm not... That's honestly sooo lame and pathetic. I can entertain jealousy as much as I can entertain one of Kunikida's little speeches on morals, or whatever."

"You mean his 'ideals'?"

You chide, stifling a laugh. He glares at you, his eyes narrowing as he scans you for a moment.

He can't find a single flaw on that precious face, not a single stray hair or stain on your exquisite outfit. He should change that by the end of the night.

"... You're always so negative, correcting me and whatnot. Isn't it tiring being so irritatingly superior in every way?"

This one gets a laugh out of you, You can tell he's slowly lightening up his mood by the way you both begin walking side by side once again.

"Yeah well, if it weren't for that little kiss earlier, we'd both still be all tied up in the wine cellar of this wonderful party."

He flashes you a pout, and shrugs dismissively.

"And here I thought you of all people would like the idea of being tied up with me. Hmph, wrong partner, I suppose."

Now he was starting to pick back at you, though it was cute. Jealousy looked cute on him, it was something you didn't think he was capable of. It was a pity it had to be during a mission where your main asset was your seduction skills and his was mental instability. You hated every second of it, but you also wanted to make sure you both made it out with the secret intel alive.

You make your way into the grand ballroom, the gala is in full swing, and your eyes dart around to find a proper escape route. Just as you see an exit, a handsome and well dressed young man blocks your view, sticking his hand out.

"Hi. You're gorgeous. Care for a dance?"

You stare down at his hand and then back up at the stranger, your face flushing as you're caught off guard.

"Me? No, no I-"

Dazai immediately interjects, sloppily holding a glass of champagne that somehow manifested in his hand and pretends to be drunk. He loved his theatrics, especially when he was desperate.

He bumps harshly into the young man's shoulder, the alcohol sloshing out of the cup as he slurs, but not before he flashes you a wink to tell you to play along.

"Sooo sorry, pardon me. This indeed beautiful angel is quite busy you see... Taking care of me that is. Ooh, I'm a wreck! I'm nothing but a sad and lonely dog.. In this sad and lonely world-"

The man looks at Dazai skeptically, and huffs into a chuckle. He shoves him away, and turns his attention back to you. Your eyes dart nervously between the two, wondering what Dazai will do next.

"Shut it, clown.. Anyway, I think this further proves you should be in the company of a gentleman like me tonight rather than this wet mop-"

The sound of a champagne flute soaring through the air and connecting to the man's skull is suddenly heard, interrupting him and sending him falling to the ground along with broken glass and liquid everywhere. In one swift motion, Dazai is at your side with a premature victorious smirk, but before you can both be on your way, the man regains his posture and spins him around, punching him square in the face. Dazai's not scrawny or weak, but he isn't the most skilled fighter, relying mostly on his special ability and intelligence to get him out of things.

You gasp, instinctively grabbing Dazai by the collar of his suit and dragging him away to get lost in the crowd of concerned people. You finally make it outside and you both collapse onto the soft grass just outside the venue. It's decorated with all kinds of flowers and fragrant rose bushes, it almost looks like you're at the garden of Versailles. You look over at Dazai, his nose bleeding all over the place, but he looks completely unbothered by it. As you reach over to touch the bridge of his nose, he grabs your wrist and holds it away gently. He waves a finger at you.

"No touchy, I've got it."

He does not, in fact, got it. He looks around until he plucks a rose petal and uses it to wipe his nostrils. You frown, getting all up in his space within an instant.

"What on earth are you doing, Osamu? Let me help, you goofball. Your nose is a mess thanks to that stunt you pulled."

You tear off a bit of fabric from your outfit and dab his skin tenderly, holding his head on your lap now. You can see some blood has trailed down his neck, staining the bandages there along with the collar of his crisp white dress shirt you picked out for him this morning. Dazai perks up, his voice slightly strained but full of lightheartedness.

"How does it feel to work with the agency's most tactical and covert operative? Eh?~"

You bite back a smile, and shake your head. You murmur.

"Feels like he's asking for a death wish a little more than usual."

Your lips soon become a thin line, realizing your statement hurts a little more in the context of the situation than it usually would. He notices your mood shift as his eyes flicker from your concerned eyes down to your lips and back up again. He knows it hurts you when he's like this, reckless and acting out on the impulses of his own plans. He wants to sit up and close the gap between you, kiss you until you drop down those brave walls you're putting up for the sake of the mission. For the sake of your feelings for him. He knows he's careless with it all.

He hums, eyes trained on you as if burning the image of your heavenly self into his mind, where you always deserve to be. In the distance, a bulky sketchy looking man runs out of the venue frantically, looking around wildly and you both get the impression it's the guy from the cellar earlier who kissed you in exchange for your freedom.

Shit! You could have sworn you knocked him out cold. Dazai sits up from your lap and you two scoot more into the bush, trying to hide from him as he makes a call. You mutter under your breath, turning to Dazai as you begin to type something out on your communicator.

"Now's the perfect time to let the others know we're ready for extraction."

He's already looking at you, or gazing admiringly more like. He knows he can fuck up everything, pay any consequence, but the thing he needs to get right for the selfishness of his wretched little heart is you. He scoots a bit closer, hearing the sounds of both your shallow breaths harmonizing. He mutters, softly.

"It would also be the perfect time for you to kiss my face better. You know, for my wellness and all that. Besides, that guy wasn't very nice to us earlier and we need to get rid of any traces of him from those lips. Yuck."

You roll your eyes yet again, despite the fluttering that won't let your stomach rest.

"Who cares about that, we have a case to close first."

He smirks, voice dropping low and provocative.

"I care."

He leans in even further, practically caging you with both arms on either side of you. He can feel your breathing become more erratic, his own filled with a pathetic sense of need he always has when he's with you. Dazai's hand reaches out and grabs your chin, turning it up slightly to face him, making sure you drop this silly act once and for all. His voice comes out gentle, firm.

"I need you to physically push me away, or I swear I'm going to kiss you right now, cutie."

Your eyes widen as you let a shaky breath escape your plush lips, murmuring in return.

"I'll.. punch you in the nose again, you know..."

His hand moves from your chin to the side of your face, cupping your cheek as he takes another breath, his body aching to be as close to yours as possible. His eyes are fixed on you, tearing you apart right then and there, but not before putting you back together so nicely. In that moment, he knows you don't mean that, and he knows he can't resist anymore.

He then whispers with a finality, the anticipation torturing him like you do on a daily basis.

"I don't think I'm going to listen to that..."

You break into a faint smile as you perceive him back.

"You've still got a little blood on your-"

Without another word, Dazai closes the remaining distance between you and him, kissing you with fervor as his soft whines reverberate against your lips. You taste sweetness and then... metallic as your lips mesh together for a heavenly moment. He feels alive, this was what he needed, the soothing balm for his soul and any other wound only you could provide. He's like a vampire, a parasite leeching off of your very essence so he could be himself around you. Cowardly burrowing into the safety of your heart. You squirm just a tad, your fingers carding through his brown hair as you try to keep up. He pulls back after his nose can't push more air through and keeps his lips hovering over yours, feeling the heat from your mouth mingle with his as he sees your lips stained red with his blood. Just as he's going to comment on how disgustingly erotic it is to see you like that, he pushes away the indecent thoughts, using the bandage on his wrist to wipe your mouth instead.

"Okay, I'll be good for now. You can call for extraction.~"

It was a dumb thing to do and could be seen as him being territorial or jealous, but the reality of it was that it was the natural order of things when it came to the way he processed his affections. Someone gets in between the two of you in any way?

An uglier and more dangerous past version of himself would have called for an immediate execution, there was a reason he held the titles that he did. He did his very best to keep that mentality at bay, rebuking it every time he felt a dark urge that he felt needed to be dealt with, mostly for your sake and for the sake of the promise he made to a friend once. Though he can't lie and say that's not who he is anymore, he can always find a better way to get his point across... even if a wishful bullet to the head comes out in the form of a kiss on your precious lips. He'll try for you. He'll wear the fastidious label proudly and be Dazai, a jealous man.

[formulakatya]

THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE | MICK SCHUMACHER

"living in a movie i've watched and funny, cause you couldn't have called it, met you at the right time, this is what it feels like"

not my gif :)

summary: where your best friend is sick of you thinking your not deserving of love and so she introduces you to a certain someone

pairing: mick schumacher x professional golfer!reader

notes: i really wanna make a part 2 of this, so if any of you guys are interested in a part 2 please comment! loosely based off 'feels like' by gracie abrams

warnings: a universe where mick is in ferrari and ferrari aren't idiots, unedited work

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the sound of your metal club hitting the ball pierced through the quietness of the morning. the skies were still painted hues of orange as the sun was rising as you watched the direction of the ball.

using your foot to roll out another ball in front of you on the grass, you adjusted your stance as you set up. gripping the club as you gave yourself time before swinging back and hitting the white ball.

“nice one!”

turning around to see where the familiar voice was coming from, you smiled as you saw lily. you hadn’t seen her in quite sometime after she left to attend the australian grand prix to support her boyfriend and to play a tournament. “lily!”

you had known lily since childhood having met her at a small tournament. and eventually, what was just being penpals, meeting at tournaments and visiting one another with always the same talks about turning pro had turned into a life long friendship. and, truthful to your dreams, both of you turned pro at the same time and got onto the lpga tour.

“congrats on the t5 finish,” you smiled as you hugged the older girl. “i watched the highlights, you were amazing! how was australia as well?”

“australia was fun, alex bagged a p8 so he was quite happy about that,” she spoke as you two pulled away, going to her clubs which she had put at the bay next to you. “enough talk about me, how about you?”

shaking your head, you shrugged, “same stuff— golf, study, rest, the gym…finals are over now so i might go do something to reward myself.”

“i guess one of us needs to have a university degree,” she joked. you were on your final year of your mechanical engineering degree whilst she had dropped out from her course; though you couldn’t blame her for that as balancing university with being on tour was a difficult feat. “how about the rest?”

“the rest?” you asked, confused as you approached your golf bag, switching the club you were going to use. shortly, it dawned on you what ‘the rest’ meant. “still have no one, lily, you know that.”

“oh come on, (y/n)!” lily rolled her eyes, “please! i have some people that i can introduce you to!”

“lily…” you sighed, “i’m too busy with studying and practice half the time. romance just isn’t really something in the books right now and i haven’t exactly earned one.”

“how are you going to be smart enough to do engineering but dumb enough to believe that you have to earn love,” lily shook her head. “please, just let me introduce you to someone.”

“…and who is this person?”

“you’ll see, just follow me to monaco.”

“what?”

—

“lily, i hope you’re sure about this…” you mumbled as you two made your way around the paddock, the older girl clearly more familiar. “i feel a little out of place…and everyone else is—”

“quit that nonsense!” she let out a smile, “you look gorgeous! you’ve got the best paddock outfit in my opinion.”

“yeah, thanks for helping me choose an outfit,” you shyly smiled as you walked alongside lily as she showed you the ropes of navigating around a formula 1 paddock.

of course, you were familiar with the sport having been a formula 1 fan since you were young but being inside the paddock was a completely different experience for you. looking at the garages where the mechanics and engineers were hard at work, you adverted your attention to your best friend who had took your hand.

“alex!” she smiled, greeting her boyfriend before saying hi to the rest of the drivers. “oh, and i brought (y/n) with me!”

“oh my god, i’m starting to think you like her more than me! even your dog loves her more than me!” shaking his head, alex rolled his eyes, “how could you,” he playfully slapped his hand against his chest, pretending to be hurt by your invite to the weekend, “she’s literally responsible for ‘albolognese’!”

unable to hold back a laugh, you smiled, “you should take that as a compliment.”

“why?!”

“because the spaghetti was good!”

“the nickname is so bad!”

“no it isn’t!” you justified, “you had red hair and you cooked a really good spaghetti bolognese, calling you ‘albolognese’ is only acceptable.”

looking at his girlfriend hoping she would come into defence, alex let out a groan and a loud ‘come on’ upon seeing her struggle to hold back a laugh upon the interaction between her best friend and boyfriend.

“anyways,” you cleared your throat, still smiling over the dumb joke. “hi everyone, my name’s (y/n), i’m lily’s best friend. nice to meet you guys.”

“oh! you’re (y/n)!” one of the drivers which you recognised as mick could be heard. “lily always talks about you! hi, i’m mick.”

“i hope it’s all good things,” you smiled, glancing at lily who gave a playful smile and shrug. “nice to meet you.”

“mick! maybe you could show (y/n) around!” lily suggested, catching both of you off guard, taking alex's hand. "patrick is probably looking for alex, so we're going to be at the williams garage, see you!"

lily's intent crystal clear to everyone else except mick and you, everyone quickly making excuses to leave so that it was just the both of you as awkwardness settled in.

"uhm..." mick spoke, trying to figure out where to go next, "i could show you around the paddock?"

"yeah, that'd be nice. thank you, mick," you smiled as he took the lead, following behind him as he acted as your guide around the formula 1 paddock where risk met reward.

"you look really pretty- uh- your outfit is really nice," mick complimented, trying to break the awkwardness. but though the main intent of it was so there was less tension, the compliment was no less of genuine.

"thanks, lily helped me choose it," a giggle was let out, as you looked at mick who seemed to ease up as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"that's my car over there," the german spoke as he pointed towards the red car boasting the number '47' on it. "it's my first season with ferrari so i'm quite excited for the race and monaco is practically the crown jewel of formula 1...sorry i'm rambling."

"it's okay," you smiled, "it's the monaco grand prix! i mean, yeah, the track has no mercy and overtaking must be a nightmare but it's monaco. you win here, you're already one of the greats, plus ferrari has been competitive this season."

eyes widening, mick couldn't help but let out a grin, "formula 1 fan?"

"since young," you hummed as you walked next to him, "been a ferrari fan forever!"

as you continued your conversation as the german driver showed you around the paddock as both of you talked about anything from racing to your sports careers to your daily lives, you couldn't help but enjoy his company though having known him for a short time as you took in the sounds of the formula 2 and 3 cars and the smell of fuel and burnt rubber.

"hey, uhm, do you wanna go for dinner after the race on sunday?" mick asked, scratching the back of his neck nervously. "i mean it's fine if you say no-"

"i'd love to," you smiled as you soon exchanged phone numbers and social media handles with each other.

observing you two in secrecy, lily and alex watched as you became comfortable around each other.

a smile spread, "they like each other, definitely," lily sighed contently. "the eyes never lie."

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

hi! could you write the bachelor/ettes with a m!farmer that dresses very fem? like— with all the stuff that's stereotypically related to girls?

Heya 👋 Sure, why not.

I honestly didn't know what format to choose. At first it was going to be big stories, but I thought it would be too long to read lol. Thanks for the ask btw! 💕

SDV bachelors/ettes with male!Farmer that dresses very fem:

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Abigail was filled with envy because Farmer is a man who could wear whatever he wanted and not be told by his parents that he "had to dress properly". Amethyst lover still has to listen from mom that "a lady should wear a skirt" or from dad "a lady should this and that". Ugh... Oh, and Farmer looks gorgeous! Damn, Abby's jealous >:/

"You're such a weirdo, what's with the girly clothes?" Alex should have learnt not to say the first thing that comes to mind out loud, but we all have our flaws. Athlete has nothing bad to say towards the Farmer himself, but clearly doesn't understand his taste in clothing. Neither does he understand why Sebastian is always walking around in black clothes. Farmer looks... alright, Alex think. But he just doesn't get it.

Oh, how happy Emily is to have another person in town who loves to express himself through clothes! Everything is harmoniously matched, the fabric is of the best quality.... And most importantly, the Farmer feels comfortable! The blue-haired girl doesn't care that it's "not for a man". Emily can make clothes for Farmer according to his style, if he doesn't mind of course!

In the past, Abby had been teased for dressing like a boy, and Sebby had been insulted for having long, "girlish" fringes.... More than once Sam has threatened to hit the offenders with his guitar if they keep it up. So if Farmer gets harassed too, he shouldn't hesitate to ask Sam for help. Farmer looks cool, by the way!

To be honest, Farmer's fem style of dressing for Penny is rather extravagant. The young teacher is modest by nature and with old-fashioned ideas about how men and women should dress. On the other hand, she admires Farmer's courage to express himself and not afraid to be judged.

There were at least three times in Sebastian's life when some tourists picked on his "fem look", namely his tight jeans and black-painted nails. The local emo even then knew that judging people by their appearance is a complete nonsense, so he would not react to Farmer's atypical clothes in the bad way. And Farmer look cool, though Sebby is not a fan of his style, preferring everything black.

Yoba, is this the latest collection from the same famous designer that Haley always orders clothes from?! She recognises these clothes anywhere. Haley thought the new farmer always wore dirty overalls. And these clothes look so stylish on him! What? Who frickin cares if the clothes are feminine, the Farmer looks great! Slay! 💅

Shane was about to open his mouth and comment on Farmer's, as he think, ridiculous outfit. But then he remembered that it wasn't his place to judge people by their clothes, considering that his everyday clothes were a torn blue jumper with Joja's logo on it, pizza-stained shorts, and ragged crocs. After Emily's clothing therapy, Shane will have a little change of heart. But in general, he doesn't give a shit what Farmer wears, even if it's a trash bag.

"Hey, you look great." Believe me, Farmer, Leah's words are genuine. This woman is always used to being honest with people, and she will honestly praise her friend's appearance. Because a lot of people express themselves in different ways. Leah chose to express herself through creativity, while Farmer chose to express himself through clothes, and that's totally cool.

Harvey marvelled at the fact that Farmer walks around in these clothes and is completely unafraid of criticism..... No, no, don't get him wrong, Farmer looks good! It's just... In a way, Harvey is jealous, because he has to sneak around to aerobics in fear that some of the other bachelors will see him and make fun of him. But you know, just seeing Farmer has inspired the doctor to be braver.

Although in Maru's situation it was not about clothes, she too had to deal with this type of conflicts. Her grandparents told her mom, Robin, that her job as a carpenter was "not for women", while her father's relatives condemned Maru's passion for inventions as "not for young lady". How nice that Maru's parents were supportive and that Farmer has also defied criticism and is doing what makes him happy. Don't listen to anyone and do what your heart desire!

Quite extravagant, but Elliott even likes his style. Farmer definitely has the taste to pick colours and accessories harmoniously. What? Judging? Pfft! Dear friend, when Elliott lived in town before moving to Stardew Valley, the people there also tried to ridicule his clothing choices, calling him a dandy and, pardon his language, a "pompous peacock." Ugh, some people just have no taste! But at least Elliott has excellent clothing taste. And Farmer has it as well!

[lixiebokie]

sorry i love you

genre: lee felix x reader, hwang hyunjin x reader college au; dancer!felix x artist!reader x artist!hyunjin, fluff, angst

masterlist

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chapter 1: dorm parties

“do you think everyone has a soulmate?” felix thought for a moment popping another cherry into his mouth.

“i would like to hope so.” he responded eyes not leaving the view of the open city from the small window of bedroom. he watched as the car zoomed past and people walked past. “i hope i have a soulmate.”felix broke his gaze now looking at y/n. “are you serious? ofcourse you have!”

you were 15 then. everything was so different. felix was so different. 15-year-old him would have never threw a house party like this. so full that the wriggle past people was almost impossible or loud booming rave music that you both would make fun of together.

but everything had changed. of course it had you were no longer teenagers, now young adults who had classes tomorrow morning but in lixs famous words ‘deal with it in the morning.’

“excuse me.. sorry..”

“hey move the fuck out the way!” nessa shouted as y/n watching the crowd of people part and nessa walked through. the scene was what she imagine moses would look like parting the sea. she was always so confident but no matter what she never switched up no matter how much attention she got.

unlike felix.

“abit harsh ness.” the other girl rolled her eyes playfully.

“if you want a job done you have to do it.”

y/n still doesn’t know how she manage to land a best friend like nessa kate.

if life was a movie she’d be the it girl. everyone loved her, never afraid to speak her mind yet still able to keep her opinions respectful until it didn’t need to be.

“so, you’re going to find a cute boy to talk to and i’m going to find minho. we’ll meet back in 40?” she watched her hair flick around as she turned as if she was looking for someone.

“minho? why?” y/n asked. it was obvious nessa had a thing for him but that was something only y/n knew. everytime she seen him on campus she’d send him a sweet smile or a shy ‘hi’ if she was feeling confident. usually followed by y/n trying to dodge felixs eyes trying to catch hers. the rest of the group shit on felix for ditching them for him how would they react if nessa started dating him? especially hyunjin..

“i just want to talk to him..” she shyed away looking off to hide her smile.

“hm or kiss h-“

“okay bye love you. ttyl!”

——

felix looked gorgeous tonight. dyed blonde locks pushed back with a few strands hanging over his eyes. black outfit tightly wrapping his tiny figure, his sleeves pulled up that the veins in his arms were visable.

his freckles were y/n’s favourite thing on lixs face. they weren’t as visable as usual but still could be see up close.

he was just.. stunning.

when felix had found y/n’s eyes he couldn’t help but smile across the room to her. he lifted his arm motioning her to come over to him.

“im so happy you’re here.” he shouted over the music close to her ear. she was tense from how close he was and his hands on her arms holding his balance.

“it’s..full.”

“i know. crazy..” the song changed and so did felixs mood. his mouth widened into a smile and his eyes went big showing the blue contacts he’d put in.

“this is my song!” he shouted loud enough that she could hear clearly over the music.

one thing about felix that never seemed to change was the love he had for dancing. the song was familiar, his first or second dance recital he had perform this song with a few of his team mates.felix took a few steps back letting go of y/n’s arms and began to recall the moves. they weren’t perfect, but how perfect could they in a room crowded with people. but almost accurate.

felixs dream had never to be a dancer, it was something he did for fun. just for fun. he wanted to be a baker. open his own bakery on lonely street, the street opposite the beach so he’d have the view of a life time while doing what he loves.

so when he changed his culinary major to dance everyone was quite shocked. something was off about it. that was until he told the others about how his new friends had offered him a place on their dance team. also known as the schools dance team and one of the most talented in the country.

y/n watched as a circle had formed around felix as he kept dancing. he turned to her showing a smile after seeing the attention he’d gained, not missing one move. finally finishing he stuck a pose as people whistled and cheered for him.

“that was good, blondie.” minho wrapped his arm around the shorter boys shoulder.

“thanks min.” minho pulled back now looking towards y/n would still awkwardly stood with them. he was intimidating, leader of the dance team, there was rumours that even if one mistake was made he have a show made of you.

hopefully felix was able to keep up..

“oh, um this is y/n.” goosebump rised where ever minhos eyes landed on her. he looked back up leaning forward to shake her hand. “she’s my friend.”

friend. yes not best friend this wasn’t high school anymore.

his arm slapped the top of his thigh as he pulled back, straightening his back and looking back to felix.

not even a hello?

“i should go find hannie before he tries to swing off anything.” minho stepped back rocking on his heels, hands stuffed in his pockets.

“good idea, i’ll find you later.” felix nodded and the older awkwardly walked off in a swift manner.

“he’s.. nice.” y/n stuttered out trying to make some sort of small talk but also wanting to get that awkward encounter out her mind.

felix turned from back around his shoulder. “he’s just shy.”

“lee minho, shy?” felix nodded.

“believe it or not he didn’t properly talk to me until i joined danceracha. hannie had to do all the talking.”

and the tension was back.

no matter how close her and felix were nothing could stop the thought that they no longer knew each other. y/n couldn’t even remember the last time a conversation was held for longer than five minutes.

felix wasnt like nessa.

he let the attention get to him.

it wasn’t bad at first, puberty hit and he started getting flirted with, going on dates. it was whatever but then he got cozy with the frat boys and switch his major from culinary to dance. two things he loved but something in the way he followed lee minho around campus seemed to be strange. then felix started partying, doing frat things even when he wasn’t apart of it.

he didn’t care for uni anymore it was more of a live life now thinking about it later mentality one felix never use to have. live fast, love dance. the moto of his dance team really reflected his new way of living. none of it affected y/n as much as the others hated it. well except she was slowly becoming more distance with the boy she was in love it.

“i should go find-“

“actually i wanted to ask you something.”

felix interrupted before she could walk off.

yes? she wanted to ask. anything for you felix.

but instead she turned back around and just looked at him, waiting for him to finish what he wanted.

“the girls dance team, you know the one hyunjins sister is in, wants a new logo. i showed them a few of things you’ve drew and they’d love to meet you.”

y/n sighed. does he really expect her to want to do more drawing on top of her uni work?

“you don’t have to but i thought it would be nice. and i’m friends with some of them. it might be nice to get close with some of them, it must be tiring only having nessa for your girl problems.” is he serious right now?

y/n shrugged. “couldn’t you ask hyunjin?”

“you think hyunjin is going to agree to work with ‘preppy bitches’?” felix air quoted hyunjins words before throwing down his hands looking with a dumbfounded expression.

chan: haven’t seen jinnie for a while is he with you?

y/n glanced at her phone then looked back up at lix.

“ill think about it”

“great!” felix answered before walking off to meet minho and the rest of dance friends.

you: no, i’ll go see if i can find him.

it was a surprise hyunjin didn’t end up like felix. he was just as attractive: tall, long healthy brown shoulder length hair, dumpling face with a piercing gaze and great sense of style. but hyunjin didn’t let just anyone get close to him.

he wasn’t shy for say, just not outspoken.

“hey have you seen hyunjin?” y/n asked walking up to seungmin surrounded by his music friends. he shrugged. “check lixs room?”

“oh y/n!” she could tell the voice out. she was caught up to by a few girls on two or so one being yeji, hyunjins younger sister.

the two other girls she recognised as girls on her team.

“felix told us you’re designing our new logo. that’s so neet!”

“well you know me.” she awkwardly laughed with the girls as they looked at one another. she couldn’t believe felix had already told them she would do it. even after minutes prior telling him she wasn’t sure. if he didn’t want to let anyone down no way should that have anything to do with her.

“come get a drink with us?” yeji linked her arm guiding her to the kitchen.

“i really shouldn’t.. im suppose to find-“

“it’s just one, then we’ll let you go. promise.” in the kitchen there was lots of girls all wearing the same dance jacket.

she started to feel nervous as they got closer and the girls all turned to smile at them. their was also a boy, dark hair and small frame. he stood with them but went quiet when they reached them.

“everyone this is y/n. she’s gonna be designing our logo.” the girls all showed her welcome and even a few gave a hug to show their appreciation. there was no backing out now.

she’d rather stress and overwork herself than have 15 angry dancers on her back at all times especially when one was her friends sister and someone she use to be quite close to.

yeji had spent about 20 minutes talking to her about how her uni life was going so far and how she was enjoying everything and her new friends. every other minute she was receiving texts from chan asking her were she was, how hyunjin was. she found other times herself watching felix in the corner of her eye as he spoke to a group of girls. some old one direction song blasting through the speakers next to do the drinks made it almost impossible to hear anyone.

“it’s been so long since we spoke-“

“listen yej i appreciate this but i really need to get to hyunjin.”

“why is something wrong?” he eyes turned doe like and big at the mention of her brothers name. face suddenly filled with worry.

“no he’s fine, just gonna check on him.”

“ahh true, he’s never been a party person. how are we even related?” she laughed looking into y/n’s cup.

“you’ve had barley any drink. want me to go check up?”

she passed her drink to her. “no ill be fine, it was nice catching up.”

——

“found you!” y/n peeked in finding hyunjin sat on felixs small bed. legs crossed with his sketch pad rested on them.

he gave her a small smile as she walked in quietly closing the door.

“just had to escape your sister and her friends.” y/n joked and sat down next to him.

hyunjin rolled his eyes and scoffed. “what about felix?”

“hm? what about him?” y/n peeked up at his name making hyunjin chuckle.

he closed his sketchbook putting it to the side and resting his weight on his arms.

“you spoke to him?”

y/n hummed looking down at the creased duvet. playing with it between her fingers.

“yeah, i spoke to minho aswell. it was terrifying.” hyunjin laughed.

“you spoke to anyone tonight?”

“vanessa.” hyunjin answered pressing at his tiny phone typing a message to someone. “ and chans up my ass making sure i’m okay.”

felixs room was nothing unusual. white walls and laminate floor, a box for his jewellery which stood on top of his drawers of clothes, on the ground next to it a neat folded pile which needed to be put away. but one thing that stood out was a small cork box placed on his desk leant against the wall.

it was full of random shit, a cinema ticket for fast and furious, some photos jotted around of him a dance shows and with the dance team and some of his parents.

not far in front of it stood a framed photo of felix and minho. they were dressed up in one of their dance uniforms. much like the solider uniform cheryl cole wore in her fight for this love music video.

y/n picked it up taking a closer look. felix seemed so happy around minho liked he’d found the older he always wanted but never had.

“what you got there?” hyunjin asked looking over her shoulder.

y/n turned to him not putting down the photo. “you think we were abit harsh on him?”

hyunjin went to scoff but sighed after seeing her sad expression.

“hey i remember this night!” hyunjin avoided and instead pointed to a photo seemly hidden by the photo frame.

she placed it down pulling the photo off its clip.

it was a photo of her. it was from hyunjins eighteenth a night she didn’t remember much of but was one of the best nights of her life. her arms wrapped around felixs neck and his on her waist. both squished together in a big hug but still smiling at the camera. felixs smile wider from his lack of intoxication and eyes red from the flash.

y/n smiled down fiddling with the ends that had creased over time. she felt like she was in that scene from mean girls.

but felix was cady and he wasn’t madly inlove with her like cady was for aaron.

HJ’s 18th

my bff 4 life

was scribbled on the back in felixs swirly writing.

no wonder it had been hidden, felix must have been so embarrassed it wasn’t a good photo to begin with, eyes presented red from the flash and all fuzzy from nessas shaking hands.

y/n felt angry for some reason. it was hidden. the only photo of the group on his stupid cork board was out of sight.

replaced with lee fucking minho.

she threw the photo down making it fly off his desk behind. she didn’t see it land anyway, now truly out of sight.

“i don’t understand why you still like him.“

y/n turned leaning on the desk. what wasn’t there to love about felix? he was kind, and loving. he always put her first, he was ambitious and a great baker. only, only half of that was true now. was she often wondered was she holding onto someone who was no longer there?

“the same way you like nessa.” she shurgged still leaning on the desk behind her.

“except ness isn’t some attention loving-“

the door opened and felix stumbled in. interrupt hyunjin mid sentence.

“please down tell me you were hooking up in my room!” he pinched his nose teasing them.

y/n smiled awkwardly but hyunjin wasn’t as impressed.

he picked up his sketchbook and walked out before felix could say anything else.

felix sighed walking over to his bed to pull out a storage box.

“so, you and hyunjin?”

“it’s not like that..”

felix grabbed rumidged through the box “then what is it?” he asked glancing to her. he grabbed something out the box and pushed it back under the bed. “i thought hyunjin was into ness?” felix propped up his feet so he could hug his knees.

“what are you doing in here?”

“um.. last time i checked this is my room.” he teased rising to his feet. “so?” she sighed. felix had no right to now be interested in hyunjins personal life after bailing on him after 5 years of friendship to play buddies with the dance team.

and hyunjin wouldn’t be happy finding she was going around telling everyone his business.

“i don’t know lix.” felix hummed raising his eyebrow but shurgging off showing he wasn’t as curious as he made out to be.

“oh that reminds me!” he walked to his bedside tide taking a envelope out the drawer.

he came closer to her until he was in speaking distance holding out the card. “happy early birthday from me and the dance team.” she looked to his hand hesitating to take it but she wasn’t going to leave him like that. “i have a comp on your birthday dinner, and i don’t think your friends would want me there anyway.” your friends not our friends. that had just shown felix had completely block the rest of them out of his new stylish life.

it was true, when making invitations to her birthday dinner seungmin had taken felix off the guest list and nessa had to persuade him to put him back on when reminding him of how special her and felixs friendship was but if the group could have it their way, lix would not be there. looks like today is their lucky day.

felix continued on. “but we should go out one night, me and you? to celebrate. not every day you turn 21.”

she nodded taking the card from his hand. “well i better go get this to yeji.” he held up a cropped dance jacket, red with the girls dance team name on the back in diamonds. “she left it last time she was here. so i’ll see you?” and with that felix was gone.

last time yeji was here? excuse me?

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You're not wearing that to sleep. - LE SSERAFIM - Yunjin x M! Reader. (+18)

tw: mommy kink, choking, light degradation, first seggs?

Pt 2 here

"Why not?!" You really didn't want to start an argument with your girlfriend but here you are.

"B-because..." And it seems that your mind is trying to tell you not to continue.

"Because? Because what?!" There goes her voice raising.

"Uhm... It's impractical and... It looks uncomfortable." A scowl look from her sends you warnings as your window of opportunity is slowly closing.

"You're not being serious with me right now jen."

A scoff or almost an empty cough was the last straw, as she stood up from the bed getting ready to leave.

"Jen wait." A desperate plea from you stops her movements as you reached your hand out to hers.

She reluctantly took it and you pulled her towards the bed, although the night was still young you two are supposedly too exhausted from your date to have this argument right now.

"Give me a good reason as to why can't I wear this gorgeous outfit in my sleep?"

"If you can't, I'd gladly rent another room to sleep in, on my own without someone telling me about what I can wear to my comfort?"

Come on dumbass think! There must be something that you can conjure up. You can see in her eyes her anger slowly building with every second you took.

"Because..."

"Y-you..."

"W-won't...–need it." Seriously? Your horny ass thinks out of all the times you'd like to propose an advancement to a home run, right now?

Yes, going second and third base with Yunjin was something but it's Huh Yunjin we are talking about. You mentally smack yourself, while she steers her look away from you.

"Jen?" You called seeing how silent she became.

Without another word she quickly stood up and turned away from you. Scared that you'd be left alone for the rest of the night you got up but immediately was sat down to the chair right in front of your bed by Yunjin's push.

"Stop calling me Jen." She says in a tone that's in the middle of shaky yet confident.

"But–..." You're about to reason that ever since the two of you dated you always stick to nickname basis and none of those corny-ass endearments.

It's a bit much but considering the two of you are just a freshly made couple you understood. What you didn't understand is when Yunjin lets her black dress drop all of a sudden.

"J-jen?" You called as she finally turns towards you with both her hands working on the buttons of her shirt.

First button.

"Is that the best reason you can come up with?" She asked.

Second button.

"You're really gonna keep calling me jen?"

Third button to which completely exposes her glorious, flawlessly sharp shoulders and collarbone was enough for you to sit there and let your brain get fried with the overwhelming sight.

"Uh–.” You tried talking but got cut off when Yunjin suddenly pounced on you.

"Ssshhh, say it again." She whispers as her face closes onto yours her hot breath brushing against your skin.

"S-say w-what?"

"The thing you said earlier and the reason you gave." With Yunjin's hands snaking up your chest and to your neck gave you little to no choice but to oblige.

"You're not wearing that to sleep." You did your best to make it sound normal but with a million things happening in your mind you honestly didn't know how it sounded.

Though a smirk from Yunjin reassured you that you're doing great.

"And why is that?" She asked cheekily.

"Because y-you wont nee–... mhmmhp–.” Her lips sealed yours as her arms have completely snaked around your neck helping her to pull you in even more.

You can feel her tongue probing in, obviously you'd let her in but of course who are you not to return the favor? The two of you engage in a tongue battle, trying to see who'd be more insatiated with one another.

Now, this isn't the first time the two of you have kissed but it sure is the first time to which it might lead to a home run. For most of the time it just leads to second or third base because you two would do it in Yunjin's dorm in which for obvious reason is not the ideal place to do it since her group mates are always present.

So now given the opportunity of a lifetime to which you've found yourself on a solo date with Yunjin you could only pray that this'll lead to something more.

"Mhmphh." Yunjin moans into the kiss as she finally felt your hands aimlessly fly on her body landing on her sweet peaches.

A quick squeeze earns you a yelp that made Yunjin's lips regretfully detached from yours though it also did reward with another smirk from your girl before she pulls you up to the bed.

There's no fight in your system as Yunjin just threw your almost ragdoll body on the bed before following it and straddling you.

Without further ado she starts peppering you with kisses, on your face to your neck to where she paused realizing there's too much cloth obstructing her goals.

Like a skilled hunter, she took your shirt off as if she's skinning her prey. "Isn't this your first time?" You asked wondering where all of this is coming from.

"You think you're the only one who's been wanting this?" She replied before ferociously lapping you up.

As much as you wanted to retaliate she's holding you down, with your hands over your head and your hips locked by her soft thighs.

Surprisingly enough she actually stopped, admiring her work on your top half, you took a peek downward and lord are you not covered with red markings, you honestly didn't know if it was from her lipstick or just pure hickeys but you actually didn't care.

Nevermind, you actually care special once she starts standing up, towering over you, her toned legs are the stars of the show as they are in full view along with her dark boots that she not surprisingly didn't take off.

Questioning Yunjin's thinking on why she left the boots on was immediately excised, when she used it to step on your chest.

It's degrading, uncomfortable, demeaning and yet you're just accepting it because it's giving you a better look at your girlfriend's tone legs.

"Say my name." She says while crossing her arms.

"J-je– argh!" The sudden pressure on your chest made you rethink your life choices specially on what to call Yunjin in bed.

"That's mommy for you." She demanded as her foot finally leaves your upperhalf.

"M-mommy?" She smirks at you before reaching for the hem of her shorts and oh boy are you in for a treat.

You've got yourself questioning how much hotter can she be with her exposed shoulder with a tube bra that hugs her orbs perfect and yet she's upping the ante when she slowly pulls down her safety shorts, giving you a feeling like you've won the lottery when you see her shaved core glistening with her love liquid.

You're currently salivating at the sight specially when Yunjin steps forward and lines it up to your face. There's an overwhelmingly sense that your carnal desires will not hold for long seeing that merely inches away from your face is your girlfriend's moist core and yet you're too scared to try and move as she just looks down at you both literally and figuratively, a look that solidified she's in control and the moment you try and defy her she can crush your dreams.

"What does my baby boy want?" She asked with her most sultry voice.

"I-i want you to s-sit on my face." You answered but Yunjin's eyebrows furrowed.

"It's seems like you're missing some manners." She replied before placing her boot on your throat.

"Try again." The conviction in her tone sends shivers down your spine.

The pressure on your neck lightens allowing you to finally breathe.

"I-i want mommy to sit on my face..." One of her eyebrows rises telling you that you're missing something.

"P-please?" Finally a smile forms across Yunjin's lips and god if she isn't the most attractive woman alive.

She then lowers herself onto you, with so much anticipation you couldn't help but brace yourself and inhale so much air but not even a tiny lick, Yunjin stops midway with her knees sandwiching your head.

"Look at you, so pathetic." Yunjin's insulting voice hits you like a knife through the chest pair with her eyes that shows nothing but contempt.

"Are you that hungry for mommy?" Her tone is coming at you with such loathing.

It's supposed to hurt and yet here you are getting a hard-on which isn't difficult considering her wet flower is still inches away from your face.

You just gave her your best pleading face to which she responded with a scoff before lowering her pelvis to your neck. Obviously, you'd like to get choked by her core but you'd much appreciate it more if it was through the mouth asphyxiation, but oh god does her wet snatch on your throat feels so damn good.

"You're not even struggling baby." She victoriously chuckles as she grinds her core on your neck. This vicious attack along with soft caress on your cheek gave you the most confused hard-on of your life and yet you're not upset about it.

"You like this don't you? You fucking pervert." A slap sent your head sideways with a stinging cheek before Yunjin rose up from your neck that is now covered by her juice.

You move your hand up to try and collect it and maybe taste it but it was swatted away before it could even reach your neck.

Yunjin then slowly slithers her way downwards levelling with you as her core now rests on top of your still clothed raging boner and despite the frustrating barrier you're still able to feel how floodlingly wet Yunjin is.

As if a light bulb lit up in Yunjin's brain, with a bright smile before a suggestive lip bite causes your senses to worry however when she stood up from straddling you and reached for something on the floor that you've gotten more anxious.

That anxiety was quickly washed away when you saw that it was just her dress that she retrieved from the ground but what Yunjin did next was something you'd never expect with her shirt still unbottoned and still exposing a significant amount of her godly flawless skin she one up herself even more by removing her tube bra exposing her beautiful orbs right in front of you. However a click of her tongue dissipates your smile as she then took the dress and wore it again despite her orbs barely being covered.

Just as she was finished dressing up she then did the contrary to you by pulling your pants down along with your boxers in one quick motion. Your manhood springs up proudly as Yunjin's eyes widens, she then licks her lips in a hungry fashion before palming the base of your rod feeling the hardness and girth before engulfing with her hands.

You're now waiting for her to slip into her 'mommy' role and dominate you but none of those things happened, instead she took your length into her mouth like there's no tomorrow, lapping it all up, her hands jacking it off, even spitting on it occasionally.

What took you by surprise the most is when your tip hits the back of her throat causing Yunjin to gag but after a couple more of those she's gotten used to it and just took your manhood like a famished animal meanwhile you just laid there trying not to go feral from the pleasure.

With a pop she releases your cock from her mouth leaving a healthy trail of spit that hangs on her chin, if you thought you've seen everything already, oh lordy the way she casually wiped it paired with her piercing eyes locked onto yours causes your member to twitch in her hand.

Yunjin then snakes her way up towards you as she lines your length to her core. Painstakingly slow, she rubs your member on her entrance to unnecessarily lube it up but who are you to complain specially when her hot core is slowly sandwiching your rock hard member.

As much as you'd like to witness the initial penetration you regretfully had to close your eyes as your weak self couldn't handle how tight she is but it seems like you're not the only one currently drowning in pleasure, as your girlfriend's airy moan echoes through the wall and perhaps may have alerted the neighboring rooms of the lustful act the two of you are currently partaking in but to hell with them, you're all in on this and it seems like Yunjin isn't going anywhere as well.

"Fuck! You're so fucking tight." You exclaimed.

"Argh!" You groan but it wasn't for her walls choking you it's from a slap courtesy of Yunjin.

"How dare you speak to me like that?" And that's when you realize that she's still in her role.

"Sorry, mommy, you're so tight." With that reply she finally smiled before bouncing on your length.

To say it was erotic would be an understatement, it's her face, the way her hips rise and fall, they way your member disappears inside her, her long airy gasps, her long dark nails clawing your chest, her golden strands scattered around, and the sloppy moist slaps of your skins.

You can easily climax at any given moment but you wanted it to last, just a few more minutes, seconds or if possible an eternity. Yunjin bites her lip to try and suppress her moans and boy the sight of her pupils crossing the outright expression of her face bringing you closer and closer to your limit.

"Mommy." You called afraid to cut her off of her high.

"C-can I be on top?" Yunjin's movements stop you prepared yourself for a slap or even a bit of choking perhaps but none of that happened.

Instead she detaches herself from you with an enthusiastic smile across her face. She takes the empty space right next to you, facing down with her legs hanging off of the bed displaying her plump behind. You couldn't get up any faster and stood right behind Yunjin with her peach display right in front of you with a hint of redness from her rodeo earlier.

Your hand sneakily made it's way to her slim hips as you aligned your length to her entrance and you're an idiot if you think she'll make it easy for you as she crosses her legs tightening her already tight yet moist hole.

"Do your worst baby boy." Her gutsy tone just gave you a boost of energy.

Slowly but surely pushing your way in her moan wails throughout the room and it was just pure ecstasy to see your member inch by inch disappear in her. Being drown in pleasure and her wetness you bit your lip to hold back a moan before pushing for the final inch and a gasp from Yunjin almost made you climax.

"You're sooo fucking big–Aahhh~!" Her sinful mouth echoes.

You started pumping slowly, gradually working your way to a steady pace and before you even know it you're in the zone with just Yunjin's moans, you focused on her pleasure alone, digging your fingers tighter and tighter on her hips carefully watching yourself and not hurt her, though it may seem completely useless since it's only pleasure that Yunjin's feeling at the moment.

"Say it baby." You manage to hear in the middle of her moaning orchestra.

"Say you love mommy." She continued before resuming her moans as you start to pick up your pace.

"I–ah... Love mommy–..." Even out of breath you manage to reply.

"Mhhmmm~." Yunjin's moans continued.

"I-... Love mommy's tight walls."

"U-huh." Her replies encouraging you to do better.

"I–shit... I love how wet mommy is." You catch a glimpse of her cheek forming up and this only suggests that you're doing a good job.

You then leaned down pressing your forehead on her nape causing you to penetrate her even deeper as she arched her back throwing her head upwards. Once her ear is closer, you run your tongue on her earlobe before whispering "I love you."

"I love you more." She broke her character for a second as she pushes her behind towards you even more, as your head presses forward.

Noticing that your face is right next to hers she placed a kiss on your cheek. "Baby, I gotta tell you something..." She whispers.

"Yes mommy?" You replied.

"I've came like 5 times already. I think it's your turn, pump that love into me."

You almost passed out due to her hot breath on your cheek but this isn't the time for that, you fixed your positions, pressing her body onto the bed more, as you just go jackhammer into her.

Her cry of pleasure resonates like never before but it wasn't relevant to you, as you only got one goal in mind and that is to fill her up with your seed.

She tries to muffle her moans by biting the bedsheet but you're not having any of it. You took a good amount of her hair before looping it and pulling her head back.

"Aaarrgghh you fuckin–..." She didn't even get a chance to finish her words as you started slamming more aggressively.

Feeling your climax closer and closer you finally let go of her hair and your hands return to her hips giving you a better control of her body.

"S-shit, mommy I'm close." You didn't even care to wait for a response as your balls tighten and with a final thrust you stayed in deep as deep as you could before your seed floods her insides your knees almost gave out from too much pleasure letting all of your love pour into Yunjin's, meanwhile she gasped holding tightly on the ruffled sheets.

The two of you crawled your way up the bed into a spooning position, with her being the little spoon as she pulls up the blanket covering the evidence of a sinful act before everything went dark.

Next thing you know a small light radiating from the corner of your eye stirs you awake, having to feel your Yunjin's frame in your arms, you couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and a smile but before you can even enjoy a good cuddle your feet clash with something rubbery.

Pulling the blanket off, you're surprised yet in defeat seeing how Yunjin actually slept with her clothes on, your chuckle wakes her up as she turns to face you with a cute bright smile.

"Looks like you're wrong." She gave you that mocking yet teasing tongue.

"Seriously?" You replied playfully before she gave you a proud smirk.

You could only shake your head in response before returning back to cuddle with her for the rest of the morning.

[just-before-dawn]

OKAY SO CATS: THE JELLICLE BALL!!

i watched it with my cousin and like i said in a previous post, it was so fucking amazing.

basically, its a ballroom competition where each cat is basically competing (through their character songs) to receive a trophy. then at the end, old deut chooses the one "cat" who will become the jellicle choice and ascend to become "reborn"

a side note, don't watch it with young kids LOL. some adult innuendos here and there especially with jenny's song (and of course tugger) haha, but very good!

okay let's begin (AND YES SPOILERS):

overture

i almost bawled my eyes out during this. the overture never fails to make me cry. its such an ethereal feeling.

pre playing overture - the dj comes out first and pulls out a couple vinyl, representing influential poc icons and then pulls out cats. he opens it and glitter sparks out. he then walks up to his turntable and starts the overture. in the front theres a projection of the cat eyes which has victoria's original white cat choreography dancing! then it turns into a silhouette of cassandra who starts doing vogue ballroom moves! so cool!

jellicle songs for jellicle cats

characters appear from all aspects of the theater. this show is hella interactive. they only had a few of the cats cast but it was still so very good. all of the outfits are so gorgeous. i honestly dont remember much bc i was so infatuated and i think i blacked out while watching. the part where they all gathered in the middle of the runway and did their catwalk was so fucking hype

naming of cats

macavity stared dead at me when doing the "theres a man over there!" but the cast disperses out the runway on the sides and munkustrap is the one mainly saying the poem like an mc (thats basically his role) from a microphone attached to a mic stand. the rest of the cast is also speaking with him and the spotlight flashes to the certain "cat" if they say their name

victoria the white cat

GIRLY POP WAS SO FUCKING GORGEOUS WITH HER MOVES I WAS IN FUCKING AWE SHE WAS SO BEAUTIFUL AND HER MOVES WERE SO AHHHHHH like i cant even describe it i dont even think i blinked once for real!!! her hair was gorgeous, outfit slayed, and HSIXKDKDKDK HER DANCING HER DANCING!!! AHHHHH

invitation

again, introducing munkustrap as the master of ceremonies. misto sang his usual thing (my god his hair was so long like SILK gorgeous long so smooth). munkustrap introduced it like a show. but it was so funny because they put it like "jellicle cats COME OUT tonight!" as in like actual queer coming out, they all carried signs and hung it up for everyone to see.

gumbie cat

off the BAT she is like...humping cassandra (who doubles as skimbleshanks) and theres a lot of sexual innuendos going on here and there LOL. she was so funny to watch tho and this was like the first part of the competition where it was "virgin vogue" first. i honestly forgot what was happening because SO MUCH was happening. but basically three cats were dancing and showing off their move, one cat won the trophy (it was cass) they all had a rainbow pride aspect to their outfit. i think jenny also won a trophy? i forgot.

tugger

dude was holding a fucking MCDONALDS HAPPY MEAL (i cant remember if it was right before his song or during his other songs). but jellylorum was holding a tugger fansign the entire time as he sang. his voice was UGH SO GOOD and my fucking god my cousin and i were flabbergasted over his moves like BRO we were gushing for realll. misto the entire time was just hovering around the runway as tugger was doing his usual flirting thing. of course dude attempted to strip. he won a trophy. but the last part (yknow the last part), he stood on the table (misto was mocking him as he did his riffs), sillabub was the one squealing and fainting. but mans is gorgeous. i forgot what his ballroom theme was tho. it definitely involved the guys like walking down the runway in different outfits trying to get his approval.

grizabella

ugh demeter's vocals were so gorgeous. but i looove the way grizabella's story was integrated with this show. she's washed out and wants to return, she wants to perform again. and sillabub had so much importance to grizabella's story. she was always the one reaching out to her while everyone looked away. her vocals were also gorgeous

bustopher jones

NONBINARY BUSTOPHER JONES!!! i loved how they did this number. their vocals were so powerful and their belts were so strong i was in shock??? also, the best part was the dance break when it was basically misto vs tugger (luscious body vs muscular body). bro...cheeks were OUT. literally tugger was only in like underwear spandex just flexing muscles, my cousin and i were like "OH MY GOD" and misto on the other hand was so fucking gorgeous oh my lord???? the hair and the sparkly outfit and the poses??? dude power couple FOR REAL!!

first macavity scare

demeter was like "macavity?? 🤨🤨🤨" her character is very different from normal productions but it was hilarious.

mungojerrie and rumpleteazer

I LOVED THEIR FUCKING JERSEY ACCENTS. IM FROM JERSEY AND IT WAS GREAT. even in the playbill, it said they came from victoria grove, new jersey I WAS AGHAST LMAOOO. but the theme for this one was duos! so it was mungo/rump vs victoria/tumble. their beginning outfits with matching jumpsuits was so cute and then they changed into these green fits that were so slay! they were basically going toe to toe with vic/tumble trying to outdance them. vic/tumble actually won the round but mungo/rump stole the trophy from them.

old deut

this part was hype!! munkustrap was doing his usual singing (through his handheld mic) and everyone was listening. when tugger's part came on, tugger was off the runway, so munk was crouching and putting the mic towards tugger. it was like a "your turn to sing now buddy! 😊" and tugger was like "okie :3" they both ended up on the runway and sang their duet. the cast held up "ALL RISE" signs and it was even projected on the stage, so we were all standing for old deuteronomy. he appeared from the curtain and we were all cheering for a long time until he silenced us. then he sang and held a note for like....maybe a minute long??!??? we were all cheering. he sat at his throne that was at the end of the runway. bc my cousin and i were sitting in normal orchestra seats, we couldn't see what he was doing half the time

*they removed pekes and pollicles*

jellicle ball

macavity scare again. well, actually, macavity appeared. he didn't seem to have a villain role? im honestly not sure what his role was but he seemed to be a jellicle. he also carried garbage bags (if someone could explain macavity more that would be great!!) nobody was like hiding (as in going offstage), but old deut was saying his usual thing and everyone was saying their parts of the poem. the jellicle ball was a showcase presenting different moves, it was so fun to see. for the fast part of the ball, misto made the "jellicle moon" appear (which was a disco ball!!) and the entire theater was just gorgeous. more showcase of moves! i was really jamming out during this part. grizabella was standing on the balcony area, watching.

memory

grizabella had now appeared on the ground floor, everyone went away, old deut was walking away too but stopped at the staircase to watch grizabella. sillabub also came back into view and watched her. i really did love her voice, it was gorgeous. and at the end, sillabub tried to get her back into the group by showing her a sparkling dress, but grizabella ran offstage. however, she did leave behind a scarf which now sillabub wore for the rest of the show

act 2 - moments of happiness

they brought out a screen and projected images of past history. i really loved how they did this. all the other cats were around to watch, but it was mainly all about old deut and sillabub. the older generation speaking to the new young generation. they presented the different "houses" and the last one was "grizabella of the glamour house"

gus

looooooved gus's look in this. and looooooved jelly's blue wig. gus's song was pretty much kept the same, with jellylorum singing about what he did in his past and so on and so forth. apparently they were taking out playbills from a bag and one of them was 2016 broadway revival cats (according to my cousin), but they were also flipping through a photo album. (to be honest, i was distracted by tugger and misto sitting together on the couch so close to each other) but all the cats eventually settled on the runway stage as gus performed. they had the "and once i played the rumpus cat" part (but no pekes and pollicles), so there was a cat as "gus as the rumpus cat from the past" and gus mimicking his moves. i really liked how they did this

*there was no growltiger*

skimbleshanks

FEM SKIMBLE!!!!! my cousin and i were so fucking hyped during this WE LOVE SKIMBLE IN THIS HOUSEHOLD!!! number one, the wig was fucking OH MY GOD SOOOO GORGEOUS???!??? so skimble is the train conductor of the mta! so they were mimicking being on the subway IT WAS SO FUNNY. she fr pulled out a metrocard and they played the "please stand clear of the sliding doors" announcement pfft. but the most surprising part was that she sang some of the lyrics in spanish??!??!??! TOTALLY ATE FOR REAL!!! my cousin and i were so shocked it was such a fun sight to see!!! she slayed so hard along with rumpleteazer. they were literally going toe to toe with each other dancing! (i think the theme for this was old way vs new way?) and also misto and skimble were also going toe to toe with each other ugh they were so goooood

macavity

again, i was still confused on macavity's role in this (someone please explain!!) but old deut was not taken away yet. he did however fucking flashbang a flashlight at all of us. he was taken away after the song and during the fight. but i LOVED how they did this. the theme was "labels" and UGH the demeter and bomba were such a good mix. they were basically wearing high end brands for the runway (like louis vuitton and prada), going against victoria, tumble, and mungojerrie?? i think?? macavity showed himself during the climax of the song in such a cunty outfit it was amazing. they were all showing off to old deut. mac/deme/bomba won the trophy i think, but then it was discovered that their outfits were fake? i think? i honestly dont know, but the police barged in and old deut sacrificed himself for macavity. this is when he was taken away

mistoffelees

tugger sat at the end of the runway, contemplating, thinking in distress, as everyone was trying to figure out how to save old deut. and then an idea hit him and thats when he starts the song. bro i was literally shaking in my seat. tugger was trying to hype everyone up for misto, but they were all like "you're crazy bro" however when misto showed up in that GORGEOUS BEAUTIFUL EXTRAVAGANT SPARKLY OUTFIT AND CROWN bro we were all so shook OH MY GOD its the magical mister mistoffelees. the theme was runway! so people were walking down the runway like a fashion show and misto was taking an aspect of their outfit away from them (this is also when misto basically rips off tugger's underwear HAHA). misto also fucking SNATCHED demeter's wig it was so funny (this was all during his "dance break") but yes of course, misto did dance and UGH IT WAS SOO GOOD I LITERALLY COULD NOT STOP CHEERING. a covered box was taken out as misto kept doing some more moves and posing, then removed the blanket to reveal old deut! (posing some more, literally ate and left no crumbs) everyone cheered as misto continued to dance, doing another version of the conjuring turns. old deut returned to his chair and everyone was encouraged to sing along! we were all standing and cheering! and YEP at the end! as tugger is giving misto the trophy, THEY FUCKING KISSED. TUGGOFFELEES SO REAL. THEY KISSED GUYS.

memory reprise

grizabella comes out again from the curtain, this time in full glam and the dress that sillabub offered, trying to make her case and perform again. the duet between sillabub and grizabella was so gorgeous oh my god. i was in awe at their voices. i really do love how they interpreted their relationship. it made so much sense. sillabub is basically a big fan of griz and wishes to see her perform again, but griz cant, so sillabub encourages her. at the end, old deut chooses griz as the jellicle choice

heavyside layer

one by one, everyone is accepting griz, giving her hugs. old deuteronomy makes a staircase appear and that is how griz ascends. the harmonies were so beautiful.

addressing of cats

old deut is singing to the audience. the cats are posing. they form the catwalk formation and drinks are being passed out as they sing. again, gorgeous voices

bows

we managed to record some of the bows! but im screaming and crying during most of it. munkustrap introduced the cats individually and they did their own stuff down the runway (including the conductor!) it was like a whole ass party. i was so lightheaded and full of adrenaline when the show ended. literally shaking.

and thats my rundown. i for sure forgot some things but ugh i really wanna go see it again. if i do, i can do a better explanation LOL. but yeah, please go see it if you can. its going on until august 11. and feel free to add stuff too! this is just what i saw.

each character was done so well and everyone ate so hard. i fucking love cats. okay good night it is 2am.

[therealkaidertrash21]

For some reason I have an hc that the kaider kids would do modelling campaigns here and because I’d imagine the three being GORGEOUS, coming from Kai and Cinder of course. Additionally, their parents are both tall, and with kai’s sharp features, I bet tons of businesses would want their kids (when they’re more mature) on their covers, or some agencies would scout them. But it wouldn’t be like a job or regular thing, more like an occasional thing, especially if the organization is supporting a good cause. Mind you, Kai’s had his face on a cereal box as a teen, so I don’t think him or cinder would be too opposed to the idea of their Blackburn kids being the face of something. It’s an iconic power move for that company though

I think Cinder would be a little against it first, when they're still toddlers but she would agree when they're a bit older. She doesn't want them to work so young. But she trusts Kai when he says it's fine, and she agrees because her children seem excited to do it. And when she sees the pictures she melts, because her kids ARE very cute. They probably send her the official pictures the brand is going to use, plus some in which the children are laughing and playing and those are her (and Kai's) faves.

On the other hand, Kai has no problem with letting them. He's actually kind of excited. But only because he will be there for every single minute of it. He goes with them every time and makes sure they are okay and comfortable. And he gets to decide which outfits he likes better.

Oh, and at least for the first ones, Torin demands to go too. He is the one that accompanied Kai when he was younger, after all.

[novankenn]

More than meets the Eye

(A/N: For anyone looking for the "Master List" click on the post title, or check out my Fem!Jaune Story Collection)

Mel and Mil moved closer to the dance floor as soon as they noticed Joan trying to make a hasty exit through the press of people, and in short order the identical twin bouncers were escorting Joan to a nearby vacant table.

"You okay?" Mil asked as Joan took a seat. Joan responded with a nod of her head.

"Do we need to eject her?" Mel asked her eyes locking onto the fashionable brunette that had approached Joan. Joan just shook her head.

"If you say so, but if she keeps pressing you... don't hesitate. We've got your back."

Joan shot the normally very severe looking twins a warm smile as a thank you.

"Oh, almost forgot. Gorgeous wants to talk to you." Mil informed the pinkish haired blond. Who replied with a questioning look. "Something about an event or contest you might be interested in."

Joan nodded and took a look around the club, easily spotting the figure of Gorgeous sitting at her customary table, sipping on a glass of wine. Joan stood reached out, and pulled the twins into a quick hug as a thank you before moving off towards Gorgeous, leaving both young women kind of blushing and sputtering.

Gorgeous had introduced herself several weeks ago to Joan, mistakenly guessing that Joan was transitioning from male-to-female like herself. To say she was a little surprised to find out that was not the case, would be fair. Though Gorgeous never once treated Joan any different than the girl she was presenting herself to be.

Like Joan, Gorgeous was more than passable. Years of treatments and living as a woman making her completely indistinguishable from any other woman. Joan was a girl-next-door while Gorgeous presented herself as sex personified... but in a tasteful and publicly acceptable manner.

Joan waved as she closed in on Gorgeous' table, prompting the older woman to get out of her seat and pull the younger into a hug. One that Joan reciprocated. After a few seconds the pair sat down.

"Something to drink? My treat." Joan replied with a shake of her head. Gorgeous chuckled in her musical voice. "You know the offer is still there. I'm willing to give you vocal lessons to help complete your persona."

Joan gave Gorgeous a smile and shook her head.

"Fair enough." Gorgeous giggled, before reaching into her purse and pulling out a folded sheet of paper. She passed it to Joan as she spoke. "The Oyster is holding a little event slash contest in about a week. Nothing serious just some fun for people like me and you."

Joan unfolded the sheet to find a rather professionally done flyer advertising a charity fashion show, that also included awards and prizes for participants.

"All the door cover charges, plus half the house take is going to the Vale Food Bank." Gorgeous informed her companion.

Joan gave the older woman a questioning look.

"No pressure, just letting you know about it in case you're looking to change things up for a night. There will be outfits there, private dressing rooms... and no judgements." Gorgeous informed Joan. "I really think, personally you should take part. It would be a shit ton of fun, and you my dear could really strut your stuff in a safe place."

Joan shrugged her shoulders.

"No pressure. I'm just getting the word out to you."

Joan shot Gorgeous a warm smile and then bit her lip. Gorgeous saw the minute action and let out a soft laugh, which of course caused Joan to pout.

"You are just so damn cute!" Gorgeous commented with a mirth filled voice. "My scroll umber is on the bottom. Let me know if you even just want to have the night out and enjoy the show as spectator, let me know and I'll get you and back safe and sound."

Joan smiles again and mouthed "Thank you."

"No problem, Joan." Gorgeous returned the smile. "The offer for a drink is still on the table, or are you planning to take off?"

Joan pursed her lips, and tilted her head, an obvious pantomime of her thinking. After a few seconds Joan smiles and makes a drinking motion with her hand.

"The usual?" Gorgeous asked as she waved a server towards her. Joan nodded in response.

Having returned to her original seat, Coco frowned as she watched the pinkish blond haired cutie sit down with an older woman. She knew better than to approach. The body language of the two suggesting that they knew each other, and considering what had just happened Coco was nod willing to further upset the young woman, nor get herself kicked from the club, for not taking "No" for an answer.

So she resigned herself to getting another drink and letting her eyes partake in the display of eye candy still on the dance floor. So time passed and the night grew late. Coco didn't even notice that the cutie had left, before checking her own scroll and seeing she had missed the last bullhead to Beacon.

"Damn it." Coco muttered as she made her way out of the Club and on to the street outside. "Time flies when you're having fun."

"Hey, babe... what's with the silent treatment?" came a slurred and rough voice. The tone of which caused Coco to turn her attention towards. "Me and my girl just want someone to join us for a few more..."

[motleymunson27]

Can you pretend to be my friend or boyfriend?

Summary: Brooklyn gets hit on by a creepy guy at the bar then runs into Phil and asks if he can help her by pretending to know her.

~~~~~~

Work had been stressful lately so to ease her mind, Brooklyn thought it would be a good idea to call up a friend and ask if she wanted to go for drinks.

While her friend did agree to plans, she unfortunately had to cancel last second due to a separate complication.

Brooklyn thought that was fine and still went out for a drink or two.

She got dressed up in a more dressy outfit, mainly because she felt like feeling pretty…and maybe to pick up a man…

Arriving at the bar, Brooklyn ordered herself a skinny margarita and was happily sipping on her drink at the end of the bar.

She was about half done her drink when she felt a large hand on her shoulder. “Hi beautiful,” A deep voice spoke from over her shoulder.

Feeling a shiver down her spine, Brooklyn turned her head to see a man of mid-tall height wearing a black suit and glasses with a forehead big enough to use as a dinner plate with his hair slicked back.

He looked to be about late 40’s, early 50’s. Aka, too old for her.

“Now what’s a sight as gorgeous as you doing in a place like this?” He asked, trying to take hold of Brooklyn’s hand, holding on for a little too longer than she enjoyed.

“Uh,-,” She stuttered, looking nervously around the room before sheepishly looking back at the guy. “I don’t mean to be rude but I don’t think you should try taking me home. I’m meeting with a friend hopefully soon,” She lied, mentally crossing her fingers that this guy would get the hint and leave her alone.

He didn’t.

“Why do you think that?” He asked, taking a spare seat and setting his hand overtop of Brooklyn’s. To which she obviously pulled her hand away again.

“I’m sorry, I’m just not interested,” She admitted, looking around again for anything or anyone to help her.

She then spotted probably definitely the most attractive guy in the whole room at the other end of the bar.

His hair was a light brown-dark blonde colour that would look like it needed to be cut on most men but he pulled it off well.

His jawline looked like it could cut through glass and his eyes were that piercing blue that looked like he was staring directly into your soul.

He wore a black Henley top with the first two buttons open and his sleeves pulled up to his elbows as he held a glass of what Brooklyn was guessing was Whiskey or Bourbon of sorts.

“Ooh, actually I see him over there,” Brooklyn thought fast, quickly grabbing her purse before finishing her drink then leaving a tip for the bartender.

“Woah, not so fast, babydoll. The night is young,” The guy stopped her, grabbing hold of her hand again but not being fast enough before Brooklyn was quickly weaving her way through the crowd towards the hot guy.

Panicking, she quickly made it to him before latching onto his wrist.

Surprised by the sudden hand on him, the guy looked away from the tv he was watching a football game on, he looked at Brooklyn with those piercing eyes.

God damn was he even more attractive up close.

“I’m sorry to bother you,” She spoke, glancing behind her to see if the other guy was around. “There’s this guy making me uncomfortable at the other end of the bar. Can you pretend to be my friend or boyfriend? Please, he’s really scaring me,” She begged, still holding onto his wrist as he listened intently.

“Yea, of course,” He immediately agreed, taking Brooklyn’s small hand in his larger palm and pulling out a seat for her next to him. “Where is he?”

“At the other end of the bar,” Brooklyn answered, nudging her chin towards where she said.

This time, she didn’t actually mind this guy holding her hand. “Phil,” He introduced himself, keeping a lookout for the guy Brooklyn was referring to.

“Brooklyn.”

“Do you want to stay or leave?” Phil asked, studying Brooklyn’s gorgeous face that wore a panicked expression. “Whatever you want, baby. Choice is yours.”

Holding back a smile at the nickname, Brooklyn immediately nodded. “Leave. Please,” She begged.

And without missing a beat, Phil was taking his jacket from the bar top and wrapping it around Brooklyn’s shoulders as she grabbed her purse.

She took Phil’s arm that he was offering before immediately following him to the door, sticking close to avoid getting lost in the crowd.

Once they were out of the bar and around the corner away from the door, Brooklyn let go of Phil’s arm before letting out a deep breath.

“Are you okay?” Phil asked, looking down at Brooklyn with a worried expression.

Brooklyn nodded. “Yes. Thank you so much,” She thanked, looking up at Phil.

Now that he was standing upright, god damn was he tall. 6 foot at most.

“Need any help getting home?” Phil asked, setting a hand on Brooklyn’s shoulder as she bit her lip in thought.

“If it’s not a problem,” She said, looking down at her feet which were snug in a pair of heels. “I don’t really feel like walking in these shoes,” She lightly chuckled, brushing a fallen hair from her eyes as Phil chuckled as well.

“Definitely not a problem,” He smiled before leading Brooklyn over to a black Mercedes a few feet away from where they stood.

If Phil wasn’t hot enough already, he had amazing manners as he unlocked his car then opened the passenger seat for Brooklyn, letting her take his hand to help her step into the car as well.

Phil then closed the door before rounding the front of the car to the drivers seat before starting the engine and turning the heat up. “Where to?”

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“Thank you again. I really appreciated it,” Brooklyn thanked as Phil helped her out of the car and walked her to her front door.

“You don’t have to thank me,” He shrugged with the same smile as Brooklyn looked at her door. She began to take a step before she stopped herself.

“Hold on,” She muttered as she reached into her purse before pulling out a pen. “Can I borrow your hand?” She nervously chuckled as she clicked the pen open.

Chuckling, Phil pulled his left sleeve up a bit before letting Brooklyn take it.

Being gentle, Brooklyn wrote down her full name and phone number before adding a ‘thank you’ line underneath the number before giving Phil his hand back. “I have a feeling I’ll be seeing more of you,” She smiled.

“I think so too,” Phil agreed, carefully reaching up and brushing a fallen hair away from Brooklyn’s eyes. “Have a good night, Brooks,” He smiled, snickering slightly at the nickname as Brooklyn opened her door.

“You too,” She chuckled, giving Phil a wave as he trekked down her driveway back to his car before slipping into the warmth of the house.

Even though the night was close to a disaster, it quickly redeemed itself with the help of a random hot guy Brooklyn didn’t know.

But hopefully that would change.

Part 2??

[anniesannex]

You’re so Art Deco

Chapter three

Hey I’m sorry I was gone for a bit but I’m back and I have chapter three!

“So this is the titular Johnny Cage.” Grace smirked as she leaned against the counter.

“You must be (Y/n)’s roommate.” Johnny out stretched his hand as Grace shook it. “Johnny Cage, but you probably already knew that.”

“Grace, and she’s my best friend so you better treat her right.”

“Will do Grace!” He turned to look at you. “You ready to go, Doll?”

“Of course.” He held out his arm as you took it and he led you outside of your dorm building. “Nice car.”

“Thanks Doll. It’s a 1993 BMW 325i convertible. I found it at a junkyard right before I got famous and fixed it up in my spare time ever since.” He opened the door for you as you stepped into the car.

“My daddy always said you don’t want a red, white or black car. White and black because it’s hard to keep clean and red because it gets pulled over more often. Which I learned later wasn’t true.”

“Is that so Doll?” He turned the keys in the ignition. Starting the car and driving off. “What I meant to say up in your dorm is you look gorgeous.”

“Thank you Johnny, I thrifted most of this outfit actually. The only things that I bought first hand are the hair clip, the shoes and the earrings I’m borrowing from Grace.”

“They’re nice. Where are they from?”

“Vivienne Westwood. We both have loved her since we were thirteen. Her parents are more well off then mine so she got a lot of Vivienne which meant I got to borrow a lot of it.”

“I understand. Is there a store in LA?” Johnny asked, genuinely curious.

“I think there is, why?”

“No reason.” Johnny paused. “We’re almost to the restaurant.” You were humming a tune you liked on the radio.

“Oh sick. I love Italian food. It reminds me of when Grace and I would help her Nona cook. I enjoyed it.”

“So you like to cook I see?” Johnny inquired.

“Are you kidding?!” You smiled. “I love it! Sometimes I wished that’s what I majored in.”

“What are you majoring in?”

“Communications and Broadcasting. It’s basically like being a film major but more exhausting and you’re more insufferable.” You laughed. He chuckled with you as he turned into the restaurant. As he backed up to park, he put his hand on your seat and you felt your cheeks flush. “You’re better at parking than I am to say the least. Last time I tried to do that I just gave up and parked a mile away.”

“I’ll have to teach you then.” Johnny smiled as he got out to open your door and help you out. “Damn Doll, Monica Bellucci has nothing on you.”

“Thank you so much Johnny.” He walked with you to the door, opening it as you walked into the place and up to the host stand.

“I’m sorry Miss we’re not taking any-oh Mr. Cage! Right this way!” The host led you two to a table as Johnny pulled out your chair for you.

“And to think people say chivalry is dead.” You smiled as you sat down.

“For someone as gorgeous as you are, I’d move the sun if it was bothering you.” Johnny sat down as her stared at you. “So what do you want to drink?”

“Mind if I get a martini?”

“That’s a very sophisticated drink.” Johnny commented. “I like that.”

“Thank you.” You commented as you read the menu.

“Hi my name is Blair, what would you too like to drink?!” A young girl came up to you two.

“Hi Blair. She’s gonna have a Martini and I’ll do whiskey in the rocks.”

“Okay great I’ll be right back with those!”

“So Johnny are you working on anything right now?”

“I just got the script for a new movie but it’s nothing I’ve ever done before.”

“Really what type of movie is it?”

“It’s a romance.”

“Oh, what is it about?”

“It’s about a set of spies, who hate each other having to do a mission together. So there’s still gonna be action but it’s also gonna be a romance.”

“That’s really cool! I’ll have to check it out when it’s out.” You continued to scan the menu before setting on the lemon ricotta pasta.

“So what are you doing in your classes?”

“Right now I’m taking Art history, Radio and Podcasting, psychology, and cinema history.”

“Oh Radio and podcasting? That’s interesting! Do you enjoy it?” Johnny asked as you grinned.

“It’s so much fun! One of the things I do is I’m the night DJ, luckily all of my tracks are prerecorded or else I’d never leave the station.”

“Yeah I bet.” Johnny chuckled as he looked over you again. “You have such beautiful eyes.”

“You’re really too sweet Johnny.”

“So do you guys know what you want to eat?” Blair asked as she put the drinks down.

“I’ll just have the lemon Ricotta Pasta.” You smiled at her.

“Oh that sounds good! I’ll have the same.” You and Johnny both handed her back the menus. You took a sip of your drink as you started into his blue eyes. “So tell me more about yourself (y/n).”

“Well Grace and I are New Yorkers, we’ve been friends since we were kids, I’m twenty-three, I love cats, I like to read and watch films and television, I like drinking coffee, I love to cook, I love fashion, I have a younger sister, my parents are divorced, and I love music. What about you Johnny?”

“Well I’m from Venice Beach, I also like to read, and also like to watch films and television, I love to act, I’m an only child, I love martial arts, I love cars especially fixing them up, it was something I picked up in childhood, I also love music, I’ve been divorced twice, I have a daughter, I like drinking coffee too, and I’m more of a dog person, but cats are cool.” You listened intently as he told you about himself.

“You know how to fix up cars? My one friend’s dad was a mechanic, I always wanted him to teach me so I can become a car girl.”

“(Y/n) I could teach you, if you’d like. Depending on what car you have and what year it is, it should be easy.” Johnny seemed to be opening up more. “So you and Grace have been friends since you guys were kids?” Johnny Leans in, as he looks deeply into your eyes you can tell he is listening intently.

“Yeah of course, we’ve been best friends since we were five! I genuinely don’t know what I would do without her.”

“I can tell she also feels the same.”

The two of you continued to chat as you sipped on your drinks.

“Here’s your food you guys!” Blair dropped off your food. You guys were so focused on your conversations that you had forgotten you had even ordered. “Sorry about that wait.”

“Thank you Blair.” You both said in unison. “You’re totally fine.”

“Just let me know if you need anything else.”

“We will.” Johnny smiled at her. “You ready to eat? This looks so good.”

“I’m so ready to eat.” You picked up you fork and slowly started to eat. “This is really good.”

“You’re right (y/n), this is really good.” You two ate as he asked you questions. “Do you like to travel?”

“I’d love to if I ever have the money to. I have so many places I want to go to.” You answered honestly. “What about you Johnny?”

“Oh I love to travel. When Cassie was little and I had to film overseas, I’d always bring her something back.”

“That’s really sweet. I’m sure she appreciated them.” You smiled at the thought of him gifting his daughter little things for her to have. “My one friend studied abroad in France. I would’ve loved to go but my dad was sick at that time.”

“I’m sorry (y/n). One day I’ll have to take you to France. Do you know french?”

“I know some. I took it in high school. But I’m rusty.” You two chuckled. “Do you speak any other languages.”

“I know French. And the tiniest bit of Japanese.” Johnny gazed in your eyes again. He seemed to be enjoying the moment. “Do you know any other languages?”

“Well I know some Italian from Grace’s Nona. She’s from Italy.” You paused as you took a bite. “I can read it better than I can speak it though. All her recipe cards are in Italian.”

“Well being able to read in a language is important. I’m impressed, Doll.”

As you guys finished your meal Blair came to your table, her red hair shining in the candlelight.

“Do you guys need anything else or do you want the check?” She asked, brightly.

“Do you want anything else, Doll?”

“I’m fine, but if you want something else I’ll split it with you.” You replied.

“Okay we’ll just take the check. Thank you so much Blair.” Johnny spoke to her. “We really appreciate it.”

“It’s not a problem and I’ll get the check!” She smiled as she walked away. A few moments later she came back with the check and some of those mint chocolate candies. “Here’s this. Have a good night you too!”

“Thank you Blair, have a good night too.” You both smiled at her. Johnny pulled out his card and placed it in the booklet. As you popped one of those candies into your mouth.

“Johnny, I can cover my half. It’s fine.” You fished for your card in your purse.

“(Y/n) I’m not going to let you do that.” Johnny looked up at her.

“Okay if you insist.” You let him cover the check. “If you want I can cover the tip if you want.”

“I got it too.” He smiled as he pulled out what looked to be three hundred dollars.

“Wow, you’re a good tipper too. You can’t get any better.”

“She’s nice, plus I used to be server at one point so I understand the struggle.” Johnny laughed.

“Don’t remind me.” You groaned. “I do not want to think about that right now.”

“So are you a server now or were you at one point?” Johnny asked.

“Yes. It’s awful.” You laughed as he chuckled.

“I understand. I’ll have to book a reservation in your section one night.”

“Oh god. I look so different at work than I do now.” Blair picked up the check as you spoke. “Thank you Blair.”

“Really? I bet you still look gorgeous.”

“Please I look awful at work.”

“I don’t believe that.” Johnny stated. Blair placed down the check again and he put the $300 under his glass. “Have a good night Blair.”

“You too Mr. Cage!” He smiled as he wrapped his arm around your waist.

“So Doll, wanna come back with me and split a bottle of wine?”

“I’d like that.” You spoke as he opened the door for you.

“Then let’s go!” He walked you to his car, opening the door as you got in.

“Thank you Johnny.” He shut your door and jogged over to his side.

“It’s no problem. Anything for you (y/n).” Johnny got into the driver’s seat. “Ready to go?”

“Yeah I should text Grace real quick though.”

‘Hey Pookie! I’m going back to Johnny’s for a bit.’

‘Okay Pooks, have fun. ;)’

‘I will!’

Johnny pulled out of his spot and began driving. One hand on the wheel and the other holding yours.

“Would you want to help me run lines too?”

“Sure. I do have to let you know I’m not winning best actress this year.”

“I think you could, (y/n).” Johnny spoke as he continued to drive. Sometime later you pulled up to his place. It was just as extravagant as you I thought it would be.

“You have a nice house.”

“Thanks Doll.” Johnny parked in his garage and led you into his home.

“Mind if I take my shoes off?” You asked “I Grew up in a shoes-off household.”

“Go ahead, I was just about to ask if you would.”

“I remember when I lived with my mom, she’d said to me ‘bitch don’t wear no shoes in my goddamn house!’ I still live by that.”

“Is your dorm shoes off?”

“Of course!” You chuckled as he walked into his wine cellar.

“Do you prefer red, white, or rosé?” Johnny asked, looking through the bottles.

“Red is perfect!”

“Red it is.” Johnny came out with an expensive looking bottle of wine. “Let’s pop this open and we can start running lines.

“Okay, prefect!” You smiled as he poured you a glass.

“I’ll explain the scene we’ll be practicing. It’s a scene I’ve had trouble with on my own.” Johnny poured his own bottle. “You will be reading for the character, Olive and I will be reading for my character, Theo. We’re spies who hate each other and in this scene you are angry at me because I might have compromised the mission.”

“Okay I can do that.” You smiled as he handed you the script. “So I just read for Olive?”

“Yes.”

“Okay awesome.” You paused as you scanned your lines for the first time. “I can do this.”

“Let me know when you’re ready.” Johnny smiled at you.

“I’m ready.” You smiled back at him before your expression changed. “I cannot Believe you Theo!”

“Of course you don’t.” Johnny rolled his eyes. “It’s always what you want.”

“Theo, you might’ve just compromised our mission! For what? Some girl you wanted to sleep with?!”

“Maybe if you didn’t act like you hated my touch this would be easier!”

“We’re supposed to be pretending we’re married! And that does NOT say that we’re a happy monogamous couple!” You paused to breathe. “I mean Theo, did you think?!”

“You know what Olive?!”

“What?!” You were taken by surprise when Johnny kissed you. Pulling away you stared at him, a pinkish color graced his cheeks.

“I’m sorry (y/n).”

“It’s okay. Do you like want me to go?” You paused, grabbing your phone. “I can like call an Uber. Or something..”

“No, please stay.” You kissed him back.

“Okay. I will.”

[breannasfluff]

Want a Drink?

Whump Rating: 0.5/5

Kara Kara Bazaar had a delightful new addition; an extension of the Noble Canteen. Most of the Chain were happy to settle in the inn or do a little shipping. Hyrule, though, pulled Wild aside. “Still have those vai clothes?”

The champion lights up. “What are you thinking?”

“Want to go check out the new bar?”

“Yes! Come on, I’ll help you get ready.”

A quick scrub and Hyrule is sliding into silks; smooth and airy against his skin. They don’t need to wear the face coverings here, so Wild dips into his store of makeup. Glitter eyeshadow highlights his eyes and he sweeps gloss across Hyrule’s lips. Then he takes over the mirror to do his own.

“Well? What do you think?” Wild spins to show off the outfit and makeup.

“Stunning!”

“You look like a catch yourself!”

Hyrule smiles at the compliment, but it’s a little tight. The feeling is forgotten as Wild loops his arm in his and pulls him to the door. They have a bar to visit.

The bar is packed with people. Wild and Hyrule squeeze up to the counter and order drinks. People bump up against them and to one side, hylians are dancing. There are a few Gerudo women as well and a couple are chatting with the men.

Drinks in hand, Hyrule and Wild find a clear space and a little table to stand by. It’s barely a minute before two people come up.

“Hi cuties! My friend and I were hoping we could buy you a drink?”

Hyrule looks at the drink in his hand, still full, then at the two hylians. A girl and a boy; both dressed for the desert heat, although not in vai clothes. The girl’s hair is braided and looped up; the boy’s pulled back in a ponytail. They look similar in age to Wild and Hyrule.

“I’m Oshi,” the girl introduces herself, “and this is my friend Koran.” The boy waves.

Wild’s grin is welcoming. “I’m Wild! This is my friend Hyrule—funny name, I know. But ah,” he glances sideways at the traveler. “I think my friend is good on drinks.”

Wait...what? Hyrule looks at his cup and then back to Wild. “I mean, I can have more than one drink.”

The champion’s smile is fading. “I can get you another drink if you want one. Or you can have mine.”

“Oshi and Koran offered?”

The two friends simply smile and wait, not minding the discussion.

Wild nods slowly. “Yes, but in this case I think it would be…rude.”

“I don’t mind buying Hyrule a drink,” Oshi offers. She bats her lashes; they sparkle in the dim light. “I hope you don’t mind me saying so, but you are gorgeous. Look at your eyes!” she leans across the table, which pulls at her loose shirt.

Hyrule smiles back. “I love your hair braids. Can you tell me how you did them?”

Before Oshi can answer, Wild flashes them a blinding smile. “Give us just a moment, would you?”

“Of course.”

Hyrule glances back at the table as Wild pulls him a few feet away. “You need to stop it,” Wild hisses. “They’re not just being nice, they are flirting.”

“I know.” The traveler stares back, brows crinkling.

“You…do?”

Unbidden, annoyance surges. “I’m not as stupid as you think I am, Wild. I know what flirting is. I know what sex is, relationships, and everything else that goes along with it. Everyone acts like I’m—Wind, too young to hear about it. Just because I don’t want some of those things doesn’t mean I don’t know what they are!”

Wild steps back, hands up. “Woah, okay! I’m sorry! I just…didn’t want you to agree to something you didn’t understand.”

“I know. I know. But you never asked. You just assumed. I know my era isn’t like the rest of yours and there are not a lot of people around but…I like flirting with people. It’s fun. And it’s nice to feel wanted, you know? Even if I don’t want to do anything about it. Don’t you like feeling pretty, too?”

“Of course.” His face falls and he glances at the scars on his side and arm. The vai outfit hides little. “I get it. It’s nice to feel wanted.”

The annoyance vanishes and Hyrule steps closer, laying a hand on the champion’s arm. “I’m sorry I snapped. You were just trying to watch out for me.”

“I’m sorry I assumed. You never seemed interested in any of it before and…well, I guess I fell into the same trap as everyone else.” He still looks subdued.

“Really, Wild, it’s okay. Now, come on, I think we could both use some liquid encouragement to loosen up tonight.”

“Yeah.”

The traveler pauses and ducks slightly to look up at Wild. “Hey, what’s going on? Really?”

His face twists. “I just—I feel so bad for treating you like that. I should know better.”

“Why?”

“Because I…feel the same sometimes. Not always. But I get what you mean, about not wanting all the stuff that goes with being with someone. But sometimes I do want it and—anyway, it’s stupid.”

“It’s not stupid.” Hyrule grabs Wild’s hand and squeezes it. Somehow, this has drawn up more feelings than he was expecting. “You can feel however you want, champ.”

When Wild looks up, tears are brimming at the edges of his eyes. “But when if something’s wrong with me? The shrine messed up and I’m—broken.”

“You are not broken.” The traveler grabs his other hand and gives him a little shake. “Listen to me, Wild, there is nothing wrong with you. I know that’s hard to accept but…everyone is different.

“It took a while for me to realize I didn’t want to settle down and get married, you know? Warriors likes boys. Time is so focused on Malon that I don’t think he realizes anyone else exists in the world. Legend and Ravio are…well, whatever they’ve got going on. We’re all different.”

“But—”

“No buts. You can want someone and change your mind. You don’t have to do anything more or less than you want to. Don’t let anything make you feel guilty for that.”

“I don’t want to lead them on.” Wild lets go to wipe at his eyes, nearly smearing his eyeshadow.

“You aren’t.” Hyrule pulls him in for a hug. “And if they don’t appreciate you as you are, then you probably don’t want anything to do with them.”

Wild squeezes and when he pulls back, his smile is a little stronger. “Thanks for the talk, Rulie.”

“Any time. Now let’s go see if those drinks are still on the table.”

[silver-starss]

Ahsoka spoiler thoughts for episode 3

Sabine's training outfit is *chef's kiss*

I get the sense that Sabine's Force sensitivity will be treated similarly to Chirrut's. She's not naturally strong enough to get cool powers, but she draw on it to enhance her intuition or something to that effect. I like this approach since it ties back to the idea from the first movie that everyone has the Force within them, and the fact that Sabine was able to connect with the Dark Saber in Rebels.

Huyang referencing the Disaster Lineage! I feel seen.

Loved that detail of Hera (briefly) losing her cool and snapping at the Senators. She's a professional military woman, but Ezra was like a son to her. Of course she's going to clam up and get defensive when they call out her bias.

The New Republic is continuing to New Republic. But Mothma seems pretty reasonable at least.

Resistance cameo? I couldn't get through that show, but I'm glad to see other parts of the franchise being acknowledged and incorporated into the story in a way that makes sense.

JACEN! And he and Chopper are bffs because of course they are. They're basically brothers!

His exchange with Hera about wanting to be a Jedi is... interesting. The Rebels epilogue seemed to imply that Jacen was Force-sensitive, but apparently Luke hasn't whisked him off for training. Maybe Luke doesn't want to start too young? Jacen just wants to be like his dad <3

"You win this round" Lmfao

This episode is much more exciting than the first two. While I think the slower pace of those episodes was necessary, this is just plain fun. Rosario Dawson also feels much more natural as Ahsoka in this kind of context.

The details of Ahsoka and Sabine being forced to actively and verbally coordinate their efforts during the dogfight was great. It's much more realistic than characters magically being able to hit stuff while flying in 1959325 different directions, especially for a non-Jedi.

Marrok's voice is so cool. I feel like this character was created exclusively to spawn whackass speculation about Ezra being evil, but I don't mind since at least Marrok seems like a competent villain, at least so far. I'd be mad if he turned out to be Ezra, but I really think he's a deliberate red herring.

Shin's so gorgeous wtf

The lightsaber sequence in space was interesting. The shape of the helmet was a little goofy, but at least Ahsoka actually got a helmet this time around rather than just an oxygen mask like in TCW. Suspension of disbelief can only take you so far in live action, so I can overlook it. Especially since the action was actually pretty cool.

Purgill!!

I wanted Baylan to do more in this episode. He sure as hell looks cool, though!

I wish we'd gotten more specific information on Ahsoka and Sabine's previous falling-out. It feels like we've been snapped back to a status quo that we never got to see play out on-screen, rather than actually exploring that relationship. That being said, there's still five episodes to go, so there's plenty of time to address this.

[peachiecure]

Character introduction: Timpani

~Basic info~

Name: Lady Timpani

Age: ?

Birthday: ?

Hair color: White

Eye color: Green

Timpani, previously known as the Pixl Tippi, is the human who fell in love with Blumiere. She is a major side character in Project: SFA.

After the events of SPM, it is said that the two had found their ‘paradise’… but it appears that fate had more planned for them both. Now, when they realized they’ve been in another version of the hero’s world, she explores with curiosity and bright eyes. Outgoing and cheerful, but still with her reserved nature, she watches over the new young princess of the Mushroom Kingdom as a way to thank Mario for what he has done for her. Though she knows this Mario isn’t the one who helped her, she feels that deep down he would still appreciate the gesture. She seems to possess the ability of being able to change into her Pixl form even after the events of SPM.

She lives together with Blumiere in a small cottage. She used to do a lot of the housework at first until her beloved seemed to have taken over a lot of the duties. With him doing that, it has allowed her to explore the world they now reside in. She enjoys seeing how colorful everything is, thinking of spots to bring her Blumie to when he’s more open to going out again… Sometimes, she brings back a few mementos to decorate their home with, telling her husband how her travels went.

~Outfits/Appearances~

Timpani’s appearance has changed back to her human self since the events of SPM… though with a few exceptions. Blumiere mentions in the beginning how her once light brown hair that he remembers long ago seemed to have turned white, and her outfit was now a gorgeous white dress with rainbow accents and a matching butterfly hair clip, reminiscent of her Pixl form. She also had another more casual outfit that is similar to the outfit she used to wear when she first met Blumiere all those years ago.

~Power and abilities~

Even though Timpani is a human again, she seems to still retain the ability to change back into her Pixl form, being able to fully change back or simply putting her wings out like a fairy. She also appears to retain all her abundance of information and ability to see invisible objects… though it is currently useless because she hasn’t really ran into a situation when that was needed. Her knowledge, though expansive, also doesn’t seem to cover everything in the current world she’s in. When Timpani goes out, she takes the time to learn all the new details around her.

~Relationships~

Blumiere: “Being finally together with Blumiere after all we’ve been through… it’s a dream come true! Seeing him being the best person he can be, helping me out… developing hobbies for himself now with nothing stopping him… nothing brings more joy to me than seeing him genuinely enjoying life and being happy. But after discovering that this world is one where other version of Mario and the others reside… there’s been a shift in his behavior… he seems more jittery and jumpy… he often wakes up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily… and he’s been aggressively cleaning around the house. I’m worried for him… but he doesn’t seem to want to talk to me about it. I will question him soon, I cannot be left in the dark about what’s worrying him… he shouldn’t suffer alone.”

Sweetheart: “Sweetheart is such a wonderful child! I visit her ever so often, ever since she was a baby… seeing her grow over the years has really been an experience like no other. Now that she’s older, she’s seems to really enjoy my visits… she often plays little games of tea parties with her toys and me… of course, I’ve never really shown my human form to her, only my Pixl form… she calls me Ms. Butterfly, hehe… how cute. Though I guess Mrs. Butterfly would be more accurate, but I’ll correct her when the time comes. She appears to view me like I’m her guardian angel… I guess that does suit my role to her quite nicely….”

Mario: “Mario… to see you once again, being the hero that you are… I’m glad to see that you’re universally such a good man, no matter what world it is. From your heroic deeds, your kindness is infectious and spreads across the land… I’m so glad I was able to travel alongside another version of you all those years ago… and for all that was done, you have my thanks… when watching over your daughter, I’ll make sure no one will ever harm her…”

Peach: “Over these years, I’ve been able to see Peach trying her best in raising her daughter. The princess is very strong willed, but I can see that deep down she struggles on knowing if what she is doing is the best for Sweetheart… And as of lately, she’s busy preparing for her coronation… even if she doesn’t know, I’ll make sure that Sweetheart knows she’s loved and is cared for by her loved ones.”

Flame & Aqua: “Sweetheart has these two interesting prince friends by the names of Flame and Aqua. Flame is a very cheerful boy, but has a bit of odd behavior around Sweetheart. I think he just wants to impress her, but he does everything she says without hesitation… it does concern me a bit. Aqua is… a certainly self centered boy. The way he makes sure all attention on him, having people praise him… I worry that perhaps his home life isn’t the greatest… I sure hope that isn’t the case.”

Larissa: “Seeing a new face around as if recently has gotten me very excited. I hear the princes say that she’s a relative of Mario’s, but I don’t think so. Perhaps an apprentice is more accurate term for her… she possesses an ability to transform into a ‘magical girl’… it’s quite a special power to have. I’m sure along with Mario’s guidance, she will become a great hero…”

Others: “Why, there’s so many colorful people here! Luigi and Bowser are still here, always nice to see some familiar faces… Luigi has a little ghost puppy! How cute… I’m glad to see that Mario and him still have such a strong brotherly bond… and Bowser, it’s so interesting to see him with his children!… he has quite a lot of them… from his own son to his adoptive children, I’m sure it’s very lively in his castle. There’s also a lot of faces I’ve never seen before, like Daisy, Rosalina, Toadsworth… why, the list goes on! Perhaps being in such an exciting world makes me want to learn more about everything…”

~Voice Claims~

Timpani’s voice claims are Lea from Dragalia Lost for JP and Gunnthrá from Fire Emblem Heroes for EN.

That’s it for Timpani’s dedicated intro. Next will be determined~

[madam-o]

Why Barbie is an important movie to me personally

So. I was a kid a long time ago. My strongest memory of that time is how creative storytelling play absolutely absorbed my childhood. It was the only thing I wanted to do involving other kids, honestly. Some kids would even marvel at how complicated my stories got. I'd play story time with any kind of toy, but Barbies were the reliable old standby.

I was one of the (apparently) few kids who played with their Kens. I had a Creepy Ken (aka F*ckboy Ken), who was a dark brunette with sinister eyes. I think he was either a Western Star Ken or a Dream Date Ken. I also had a Nice Guy Ken (blonde, tan, happy, and kinda bland. Very much a Malibu Ken). I played with Creepy Ken all the time because he was the hotter one. He was a sleazebag, a manipulator, and usually horny. Creepy Ken would screw Barbie over somehow, and then Nice Guy Ken would come to her rescue and comfort her.

My Barbies were often sex workers in a brothel (using the less offensive terms here), and I know that The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas was at least partly to blame for this, but I started exploring sexuality at an early age regardless of that being my favorite movie. But in any case, my Barbies were a troop of happy hookers and treated each other as family.

I had a Weird Barbie, who started as a winking Western Barbie and whose wonky eye made her into the perfect subject for science experiments. She lost most of her hair and at least one foot and always got put into the bizarre/humorous outfit. I eventually decided that she was Punk.

I also had a Peaches 'n Cream Barbie, who to this day I proclaim is the most beautiful Barbie of all time. This is the hill I will die on.

So I just saw Barbie, and ALL of my Barbies/Kens were up on that screen. Peaches 'n Cream Barbie appeared in the intro and I actually pointed at her like an excited 5 year-old. Weird Barbie made me appreciate my own version of her and regret how I mistreated her.

Simu Liu had perfect Creepy Ken kenergy. Ryan Gosling brought out a stunning three-dimensionality in bland, blond Ken that I wish I could have explored as a young storyteller. I loved Allan. I wish I'd had an Allan now.

And of course Margot Robbie absolutely pwned the role of Barbie Barbie. I remember my own Barbies being depressed and experiencing heartache (usually because of Creepy Ken and not so much an existential crisis, but still). I just felt such a dedication to Barbie and all she represents in Robbie's performance.

The only thing I wanted more from Barbie is what I've always wanted from Barbie, an acknowledgment of her queer fan base. Barbie's always been close to the heart of anyone who loves fashion, fabulosity, and pretty himbos. I don't know if you've been to the Barbie aisle lately, but Ken's definitely not getting any straighter.

I'm gonna hope that they push further past the queer boundary in the inevitable sequel. Hari Nef was very well-featured in her role, not to mention gorgeous. And Sugar Daddy Ken (who I had no idea was even a thing btw) and Magic Earring Ken are a fun joke as the "clearly not gay" couple, but let's get serious. Give me gay/nb Allan, bi Weird Barbie, and more of Ryan's Ken beaching Simu's Ken off.