#mediocrity is beautiful 😍

[teafiend]

[jade-green-butterfly]

~Johnalthea💚🌌🌟💘'At All Costs'~

More Johnalthea goodness I was excited to share with you all but this time, in the form of a beautifully breathtaking three-page comic, done by none other than the lovely and sweet @jaguardorado16~✨💓 This masterpiece of a commission was heavily inspired by the demo version of Wish's 'At All Costs' and this amazing fan storyboard/animatic as seen here 🌟 Although the movie is mostly reviewed as mediocre itself (despite the hidden references, secrets and easter eggs to other Disney classics) this song I really enjoy listening to~😌To me, it really gives off John Dory x Amalthea vibes (hence it being their love song list💕) it really fits them~💚💘 You cannot imagine how truly over the moon I am to have this wonderfully romantic and memorable moment between John and Ama brought magically to life~🪄✨🥹I am absolutely love, love, LOVING every single part and page to the stars and heavens above -LITERALLY~!!😍💖🥰🌌🥰💖😍 Every time I look at them this way - dancing and singing amongst the stars together, the song always plays in my head, it's absolutely perfect...EEEEEEE~!!🤩🌟💝🌟🤩And it's great to see Broppy witnessing the beautiful moment too~💙🩷😉

Thank-you ever so, soooo much in a million, my dear JD!!🫂💞😊💞🫂You have done true justice, captured Johnalthea ever so magnificently here in your amazing style~!👏🏻😁💝I am also very happy you see them as a super beautiful and charming couple, just like I do, along with Coossy~!😚💗

Bless you, my dear~🫶🏻😇🪽 It was a real pleasure to commission you and keep up the awesome work in all you do!✌🏻😘💕xoxo.

*~Reblogs are also deeply appreciated as well, so please do reblog as well as like! Thank-you kindly!~*

Comic Commission (c) @jaguardorado16~✨ Space Trolls (c) @x-elyssa-x~💜 Amalthea (c) @jade-green-butterfly (Me~!) John Dory (c) DreamWorks Trolls/DreamWorks Animation

'At All Costs' -Demo Version- (sung by Chris Pine & Ariana DeBose) (c) Disney's Wish

[1serotonindeficientgirl]

1.Dare to Death : I'm here for my baby Ohm. I don't care about the rest

2.Sea-Keen again.... Count me in.. Slight Bad Buddy touch in initially, but the rest is fun. Also we have Java. So I'm in.

3.DEW?????? With GUN????? That's 😲🤩��

4.Nanon is back.. Is she having DID? I really hope GMM will consult some experts in this matter and won't romanticize it. I beg you

5. Milk-Love... You got me there.. But don't know why you chose that name? Whale store? The thai name must be beautiful I hope

6. Haven't watched the first season.. But you know I won't mind messy gays in my TL

7.Winny-Satang is coming with a more serious role. Prince and commoner? Considering GMM the King&Queen won't have a problem with their son dating a commoner (😏).

8. I want these scammers to beg for forgiveness. Can you make it happen?

9. Book in a non-cute character. Forcebook in serious roles. They deserve it. Bring it on.

10. I don't know what to feel about the Perth-Santa one.

11. Wtf was that? I don't understand a thing. It's like GMM have some secret connection with some card reading and future prediction people. The trailer was too messy. Didn't work for me.

12. *First-khaotung has been working so hard. They need a slight silly romance. They need a break from angst. * chants again..

13. Messy girls... Shuffle them like a card. Just make a mess and confuse the viewers..

14. Mick in a lead.. Intresting.. I only know Java other than Mick.. Also Papang-pod stans... Prayer worked.. Congratulations on the win

15.Jimmy the doctor acts as a doctor.. I never thought this wish would come true.. I love it. Now show others how it's done babe.

16. Dear Tay-New,

I wont even mind if you guys were taking a break from acting. But please don't accept these mediocre scripts please. this trailer isn't giving. I don't know how long you can hold the show with this weak script. I hope some magic like MSP did with their pilot to happen to this.

With love,

17. Such an idiotic trailer. Made me laugh. Ngl

18. I don't know what Wu means.. So I don't understand what they mean.. Seems supernatural. Anyway let's see

19.Great-Inn &Aou-Boom... Ok.. Now we are talking. The trailer was interesting. It really captured my attention. After seeing Aou-Boom in a more serious role I was happy. They deserve it. Hope this series will give them a space to showcase their talent.

And Great-Inn. Idk if it was because they are veterans, but GMM gives them quality scripts. Scared to mess with talent, I guess.

20. Gemini Fourth. I'm ready. You can rip my heart apart with that angst but I will still say thank you. I really have to pinch myself to realize that I'm not dreaming. They were given a Serious Script? Where Fourth is no longer a cute boy and Gemini is a whipped one? Where they act? Seriously??? I'm just sooo happy..

[bella-rose29]

episode 4 commentary - Sweet Dreams

warnings: swearing, once again barely any of this is proper commentary it's just me calling everyone pretty and simping over their hands and arms, SPOILERS FOR THE SHOW AND BOOKS, when I have multiple of the same letter in a row (so like AAAAA) I have to press the key every single time (fun) so... idk why it's a warning but I felt like you just needed to know how excited I got

that's a funky headboard

omg I want her jumper

LOCKWOOD WITH THE ALICE IN WONDERLAND REFERENCE

that toast would have scared the shit out of me too Lucy dw

angry

concerned bbs

"we were not 'rescued'" and "stuck up mediocrities" will forever be iconic

"he lacks respect"

this whole scene always makes me laugh tbh

so many good quotes

"you take the lie, and you take Kipps' face and put them together--"

"and you just wanna watch him... die"

"please tell me there's tea" mood AND THEN HE'S THE ONE MAKING TEA

concerned bbs again

"you're just not rude enough to her, George"

the way he appears round that door 😭

FUCK OFF JOPLIN

hand

I will not be discussing the sound I made at lockwood sat in the chair after passing on the business card

Georgie no

spiky shoes

my dried mango I'm eating is so good

"pre-pleb?"

lockwood's so pretty omg

so is lucy

hmmmmmmmmmm lockwood

^^^

why does his mouth not move

also why was that hot

rainy taxi

hand

George looks so excited talking about the black market I love him

hand

George I love you

lockwood could your ego get any bigger (but also hehehe)

"proper honest blokes, real salt of the earth"

"you've never even spoken to them"

*pause* "yeah well they're a bit scary"

"go write a poem about it!" George you beautiful human being

showman speech! showman speech!

hand

BOBBY I CANT HEAR ANYTHING BUT BESHPOKELY NOW

"you will have my undivided attention" gbsgsukrhgosuruhgksh I would melt and then evaporate when he smiled

"no backbone this generation!"

"I am not filling out more forms" mood

he's so pretttyyyyyyyyy

NOT THE CAMERA SPINNING AROUND LIKE THE BONE GLASS

woo they have chains now!

lockwood is so angry

"it knows you're there" oh very comforting

bzzzzzzzzzzzz

JOPLIN GO AWAY

omg Lucy nooo

hehehe it's her bestie

touching locklyle moment of: "Luce, what's going on? are you okay?"

*George in the background* "WhERe'S mY LiGht?"

bestieeee

yeah well don't open it

"stand by" lockwood honey she's not in any state of mind to deal with this

Georgie nooooo

idk if it's a thing but the fact that lockwood was the only seemingly unaffected??? Lucy obviously has Listening, and George can do some of the Touch stuff, so does that mean they're more susceptible to psychic emotions? George had the nausea and Lucy had the headache and all the rest of it but lockwood was fine? idk

"all someone had to do was apply themselves!" iconic

DON'T FEEL EXCITED BITCH

GEORGIE NOOO

whoops

bit dusty now

BADASS BITCH MOMENTTTTTTT

THROW THAT RAPIER!!!!

heavily breathing lockwood 👀

hehehe bestieeee

already trying to get out lolllllll

oh no the boys are fighting :(

"you'd never bollock her like this would you"

tired-of-this-lockwood is one of my favourites I think

"iS iT tALkInG tO yOu nOw?"

oops

don't talk about the room

"clinically insane-" "really FUCKING powerful" I love them

"you gave her a free pass just 'cause you like the way she looks at you" ok 1) DUDE SAID THAT WITH LUCY IN THE ROOM I LOVE HIM and 2) honestly I am lockwood bc I too would give her a free pass if Lucy looked at me like 😍 (or even if she just looked at me tbh)

"I don't know what you're talking about" "yeah sure" I AM GEORGE IN THIS SITUATION

boy's angry

"why, 'cause you can't handle being my Tom Rotwell?" OOOO WHAT A BLOW TO THE EGO

THE MICROEXPRESSSIONS S SIESR0[HORUSHGOSRUHGOA CAMERON CHAPMAN THE MAN YOU AREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

sorry can you tell I love that bit

aw Georgie nooo

lanky boy

I WANNA GIVE HIM A HUGGGG :((((

Georgie noooo

IS THAT MARY WATSON

is that a FQD I see?

hehehe he's so silly

"he was a massive prick to me just now" he deserved that

awkward teens hehehe

SJRHGIUSRHGOURHSOUGHSEORIGJORS THIS SCENENEEEEEEE

TENDING TO WOUNDSSSSSSSSSSDSDIUSGHESIUHGOSUR H

"the real reason you might be here is to shine it on somebody else" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

WHY AM I TEARING UP (I think it's the hormones actually)

HE IS SO BAD AT NOT LOOKING AT HER LIPS (me too)

his smileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

WHY AM I CRYING

WTF

HE LOOKED AT HER LIPS AGAIN

NOW THEY'RE TENDERLY HOLDING HANDS

NOT THE PINKY FINGER

NOT HIM LOOKING AT HER LIPS FOR THE THIRD TIME

omg the awkwardness after they sat in silence staring at each other and holding hands

ok but the fact they cut to george's room but showed it through the mirror on his wardrobe???????? omggggg deep analysis of when mirrors are used here we come

he's so pretty

peekaboo

not the biscuit 😭

"do not cross" *crosses*

he looks like a guilty child

he sounds like one too

"absolutely by the book" sure...

BOBBYYYYYYYY

heavily breathing lockwood hmmmmmmm

I'm sorry I can't take bobby Vernon seriously bc I just think of bobby (who isn't that small) and I laugh

I've had to pause it which is a problem bc it's gonna take me a while to get through this 😭

he's so smug omg 😭

"there you go, sir" with as much smugness as possible

screeching like a parrot at bobby's laugh

I actually can't stop laughing this is ridiculous

"yes, I do, actually" YOU SHOW THEM GEORGIE

"you sure you do?" "I know who that man is"

"this better be good Karim" *immediately aims his attack at bobby*

"they'll be glad of the work, but this is Phoenician" I AM A PROUD BESTIE JUST LIKE LOCKWOOD AND LUCY ARE IN THAT MOMENT

"bobby, just a hunch. something I read in a book, if you remember those" I LOVE HIM YOUR HONOUR

he's having so much fun being smarter than bobby Vernon and I love it

"thank you bobby, you've been a wonderful assistant"

*gets a shot of just him concluding his point like the DIs in death in paradise while looking awesome*

"shut up karim" "you thought it was a brewer!" ah, rivalry

lockwood looks so thin (like thinner than he normally does) he kinda looked like a cartoon I won't lie

barnes is so done

"shall we get hotdogs"

he's so smug

stop calling him irrelevant bestie

lucy's "oh for god's sake" in the background is me

"Quill Kipps, the walking appendix" ok 1) honey go to bed and 2) why was the way he said that kinda 👀🤭

lockwood seriously go to bed, your brain is clearly not functioning properly

"three less amateurs stumbling around" um kipps if you're going to insult them could you at least say fewer? (I'm a pedant just like lockwood)

"what the hell is he doing" "whatever the hell he wants" hehehe

[ambuschool]

Beautiful Coincidence

Tadi siang zulung chat aku “Suamimu ada gak? Bisa antar temanku ke bandara?” Suamiku sebenernya lg kerja, tapi kalau cm antar ke bandara aku juga bisa. Jadi aku iyakan tawaran zulung utk mengantar temannya ke bandara. Hannah ku titip di rumah Zulung sekalian nanti abs antar kita lanjut main.

Di perjalanan antara North Melbourne sampe Tullamarine aku dan temannya zulung ngobrol banyak. Ternyata kakak tersebut anak AAS juga tapi PhD dan baru lulus S3 dari Deakin Uni. S2 di US dengan beasiswa Fulbright, wow sgt highly achiever ya bund 🤣

Jadi banyak ngomongin tentang S3 karena aku kepengen (mimpi lebih tepatnya) S3 juga tp sadar kemampuan kl akutuh gak pinter-pinter banget, nilaiku mediocre, tulisan essay-ku gak pernah dapet 80 jadi bikin aku gak pede.

Tapi ini pertama kalinya aku beneran dengar panjang lebar tentang proses PhD mulai dari cari supervisor, Phd Confirmation yg ternyata memerlukan waktu 6-9 bulan, alasan knp penelitian PhD bisa jadi berpuluh paper sampe ujian PhD yang ternyata beneran mengundang para pakar di bidang tersebut sampe lintas Universitas dan Negara, woww??!!

Karena kakak ini jurusannya psikologi dan sebenernya ada satu matkul psikologi yg aku tertarik bgt tp aku takut utk ngambil, aku jd cerita2 lah tentang betapa sebenernya public health juga menbutuhkan perspektif psikologi apalagi pada aspek behaviour change. Tapi sayangnya, course itu gak ditawarkan sm public health dan harus ambil course lintas jurusan.

Terus kakak itu cerita bahwa ada beberapa temannya dulu waktu fulbright ambil Public Health dan sekarang udh jadi dosen di US. Kakak itu cerita kalau temannya ini concern di bidang menyusui dan super galak sama produk-produk susu formula. At the moment aku kaya “WAH BANGET” karena aku menemukan diaspora indonesia yang concern di bidang yg sama!

Pas aku liat bio-nya. Woww??? Jujurrr beneran someone i look up into banget! Karena sejauh ini peneliti di bidang ASI yg ku kagumi adl Mbak Andini Pramono yg br sls PhD di ANU, dan sisanya adalah praktisi yang emg concern di bidang menyusui. Jadi pas tau ada akademisi dari indonesia yang concern di bidang ini hatiku beneran berrrbinar-binarr 😍😍😍

Terus pagi ini aku langsung WA beliau, menceritakan ketertarikanku meneliti tentang ASI walau aku masih gatau harus meneliti bagian mananya. Aku juga bilang kalau aku lagi penelitian tentang breastfeeding co-benefits to environment tapi kaya masih ragu karena isu itu emang lagi rising tapi bukan isu yang baru banget sih. Apa aku seperti beliau juga yang concern ke breastmilk substitutes violations? Huhuhuhu butuh banget dibimbing, mikir sendiri tuh sulitt..

Dan aku bersyukur banget, sekolah ini emang gak hanya membuka cakrawalaku kapada banyak hal, tapi juga membuka koneksi ke lebih banyak orang yang strategis. Membawa titel "Mahasiswa MPH unimelb" lumayan powerful karena mereka sangat menghargai mahasiswa yang mau belajar.

Bismillah semoga ada hal baik yang bisa kupelajari dari beliau atau bahkan bisa dapet ilham juga dari beliau aaminn.

[carmenthabaddie]

Move in silence 🤫

2024 I’m moving in silence period. Too many losers and leeches who won’t do the work and hate on your success. I recently had job interview and didn’t tell everyone. I won’t know if I got the job till Tuesday or Wednesday.

People tell they plans cause they seek validation and approval from others. At 31 I don’t need people validation or approval. What people don’t know they can’t destroy. I had so many women hating on me cause I refuse to be mediocre. I hold myself accountable and dont point finger or blame others for shit I should be doing.

Some people addicted to they bad habits and bare minimum. At 31 I realized I needed go harder and less excuses. And I’m blossoming into a baddie. I dont care to know what others doing cause I’m to busy worrying about myself. Stop telling your business and ruining your life cause you are naïve about how most people think. Majority of people are losers. Only 1 % of people are winners.

People you call friends should have goals and productive and letting go bad habits, and holding themselves accountable and showing action and not just words. Who don’t gossip about people cause they too busy improving their lives. Who gives you what you give them. Who never drains you and doesn’t play the blame game. I agree and believe you are who you hang out with seriously. Stop hanging and associating with women who are losers and accepts bare minimum and low maintenance and don’t take accountability for themselves and low standards. She will hate on you and backstab you.

2024 I’m focused on myself and my goals. And learning consistency, discipline, dedication, commitment, and determination. I will be having success stories left to right. Most will not know my blessings cause I don’t believe in bragging and most will hate your success. If you gone tell make sure you accomplish the goal first and then tell. But never tell when you are planning and working for the goal. Cause once you accomplish a goal and they hate thei can’t do shit cause you already accomplished the goal.

I will be doing a video on this for my YouTube channel and explaining this with words from spirit and ancestors. 2024 my year. I refuse to be who I was in 2023. Im so happy since 18 I been in therapy and focus on improving myself. It’s been years and I’m finally reaping the benefits of therapy at 31. More black women should go to therapy and heal and do better.

Spirit and ancestors is all I need. I can do bad all by myself I don’t need another human being approval or validation period. Im too much of a bad bitch to care about others approval and validation. I hold and have the key to success and truth is some people can’t go to the promised land with you. We would accomplish more if we got rid of people who are dead weight. I know my worth and is a beautiful and intelligent and hardworking and well put together bad bitch. And stand out and rather hang by myself then fake people.

Got my 3 new wigs. Will try do quick review. Got Chinese food today. And worked out twice today. And did good at job interview. And busy working on my goals everyday. My goal is week of intermittent fasting 16:8. And gym once this week. Really need be stricter and actually go gym and interment fast 16:8. If I have more updates I all update y’all. The glow up level of journey isn’t for faint of heart. 💖💖😍😍😍

[bnhxwks]

🍷🎶😍 for the selfship asks

🍷 - What was your first date like?

it was...definitely not smooth. theoretically it should've been great, but im awkward and he's...him. we went to the aquarium in my city, which ended up being kinda shitty actually, which was a surprise to us both. and then we went out to dinner and the service was mediocre and the food was...worse. but the most beautiful thing about our relationship, and what i love so much about it, is that we learn to make the most of everything...so he suggested going to get some fried chicken (typical) and we sat in my car and ate and laughed and just...talked. what could've been a disaster was actually one of the best nights of my life <3

🎶 - What song/lyrics remind you of your f/o?

the #1 song that comes to mind is flightless bird, american mouth...get it haha because im american and he's....nvm. anyway i want to find more songs and make a playlist but that one always gets me <3 i have always wanted it to be my first dance song and it fits us so well so...<3

😍 - When or how did you realize you fel in love with your f/o? How or when did your f/o realize they fell in love with you?

im a small moments kind of person. i realized i was in love with him after he got very bird-like and seeing him mock a sound he heard (like the nya panel). I saw that and was like...aw, fuck. It happened. As for him with me...that's hard. I think it would have to be in one of those moments where I let my guard down and let someone see my true passion. So probably on an art museum visit when I'm staring lovingly at a Van Gogh and talking about his technique and how he used that to express emotion...to see me be so passionate and open and real got him <3

[masked-alien-lesbian]

I don't even know why people bother with some of these favorite character polls. Especially if it's a man vs a woman poll.

You have a basic mediocre white dude that looks like a dirty sock vs a goddess in human form and all these women vote:

Beautiful goddess incarnate: -0.3 votes

Basic dude found in the trash: 40875437 votes 😍😍😍 yhesohansome??😍😍😍 oh god I can't stand it, why isn't he real so he can belittle me in reality, he's so hot---😍😍😍

[papirouge]

“Christians” love Tolkien because those Christians are Roman Catholics like he was. There’s also a HUGE overlap that’s almost a circle of fans that are racist. They deem themselves as the tall white eternally beautiful elves while the other “lesser” races are the ugly orca, dwarves, etc. There’s serious idolatry going on with them and that dead man and his boring story

FINALLY someone gets it 😭

I'm so confused at people being shook by my statement because..... it's was just a feeling (me being weirded out by their obsession)

Ironically enough, them getting so defensive cemented my opinion lol Sorry but the fact that so many Christians are gatekeeping so hard a stupid secular book is very concerning and lowkey pathetic.

Guys, C.S Lewis and Tolkien didn't die on a cross for you, okay? None of these men will be next to you when you're before God White Throne on Judgement Day and He asks you why you were defending a witchcraft glorifying book like your life depended on it 💀

Someone argued that it was just "imagination" and I got so confused because... ugh, yeah, things coming from imagination can be sinful as well🥴

Aren't the plentiful of satan worshipping artists, music producer, screenwriters, etc. aren't creating things from their imagination?

That's the problem with most Christians these days: they'll be more than happy to call out the evilness of heathens but have a discernment close to 0 when it comes to their own shortcomings. It's one thing to enjoy the LoTR but acting so oblivious to its actual content problematicness is delusional.

And yep, there's a huge overlap between Tolkien simps and Western cultural supremacists ; that's why they think a blonde pale elves and White mages are somehow less evil than those from other (more melanated) places 🙃

They are the same weirdos entertaining stupid debates about mUh bEautIfUl ChUrcHeS MatTeRs tO wOrsHiP gOd when they're out there every sunday on dead churches surrounded by abominable idols and corrupted freemason satan worshipping on the low clergy... Everyday I thank God for never being fully indoctrinated by those sects called denominations.

Sorry but Gandalf ain't anymore "holy" than the witch doctors of "savages" they think being so superior to just because their civilizations made pretty churches 🕍⛪😍

The fact that we're at the end times but the new generation of Christian be out there having such stupid debates and defending stupid demonic books is everything you need to know about how mediocre the state of the Western Church is.

[waynes-multiverse]

Another SB series???? Sign me tf up please! 💚👀🤓

I'm honestly so curious what kind of character development he already went through, because Ben still seems like a huge piece of work in the beginning of this 🤣

Don't we love a giant ass? 😆

Apparently, he couldn’t be bothered to put those meaty man muscles to good use, aside from shoveling three helpings into his mouth.

No, c'mon! That would be too much to ask of him 🤣🤣

Es que él es bruto, mija, as your Dominican grandma would say about your grandpa, often while swiping a tired hand over her long braids. Es como un animal con ropa.

My Spanish is mediocre at best, but even I understood that 😂

“Hmm, you smell good. Good enough to eat.”

God, he really knows how to get his way, doesn't he? It's like having a parasite live with you and suck you dry. Jesus 🙈😂

“Whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is No!” you snapped. You moved out of his arms to grab a hand towel to dry your hands with. They were all pruny from washing dishes.

Perfect use of that promp, girl 🤣

“Ben, it’s not just a little mess. And what is this, 1945? I’m not hysterical!”

The hysterical line always gets me with him, too! You can just tell he 💯 throws it out as often as he can, together with "Are you on your fucking period?" 😂😂

“Okay, okay. It’s a little early for all this Latina temper, don’tcha think?”

WHY??? Why does he keep piling on? Dear God, does he want to die?!

(Expect too many Santana Lopez gifs when I'm reading this series. She's my absolute fave 😂❤️‍🔥)

"You heard me," you said. "I want a man. A man who's going to be my rock when I need him. Can you do that for me, like I do for you? Are you gonna be my man, or do I need to claim you as a dependent on my taxes?"

DECEASED 💀🤣🤣🤣

“Wouldn’t you rather I fuck all that tension right out of you?” he offered. “Leave you nice and warm and satisfied, have that pretty pussy coming hard on my cock.”

If I remember correctly, this is where I might have blacked out 🫠

You fucking killed me with all that hotness, jfc 🥵🔥🔥🔥

There was more care in his touch now, his strength tempered just for you. Fond amusement colored his features. For as much shit as you gave him, you still gave him more of yourself; more of your trust, your patience…and all the rest of it. You gave him more than anyone that had come before you, and deep inside, he doubted anyone that might come after you.

This was so beautiful 😭🤍

God, Alex, I need more of them. I crave more of them! 😍😍😍 You hear me? Gimme, gimme, GIMME!

I so wanna know how this all started. Knowing your creative mind and exceptional writing, I know this series will be amazing – just like everything else! Can't wait to see what you'll do with these two 😘💜

Lost in Translation

Pairing: Soldier Boy (Ben) x Female POC!Reader

Summary: Living with this man isn’t easy, and you’ve absolutely had it with him. Supe or not, you’re one step shy of kicking him out. Will he try to make it up to you? 

AN: So after getting requests for a Soldier Boy x POC!Reader, I’ve had a short series in development called Unravel Me. I’m a bit stalled on the outline right now, so I thought this could be a fun way to introduce their relationship and see if you guys think I should continue with the prequel, kind of like how I did with Checkerboard and the Break Me Down-verse.

This story would take place after Unravel Me, after a fair bit of character development lol. It also fulfills a bingo square for @jacklesversebingo!

Prompt: “Whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is No!”

Song Inspo: “Damage” by H.E.R.

Word Count: 3.4K

Tags/Warnings: 18+ only! Smut, bit of dirty talk, fingering, edging, some angst, fluff and feels. The reader is a mixed race POC (Afro Latina), with textured hair. 

The apartment was quiet, but not peaceful.

You were in the kitchen washing the Mt. Everest of dishes piled in the sink, partly because someone hadn’t rinsed off his own plate of carne guisada.

Ben had asked for beef for dinner yesterday, and you’d graciously delivered with your grandmother’s recipe for the stew. It was filled with chunks of tender, fall-off-your-fork beef, garlic, onions, carrots, and more—all marinated to perfection, if you said so yourself. You even added in some little yellow potatoes, both for taste and texture.

Apparently, he couldn’t be bothered to put those meaty man muscles to good use, aside from shoveling three helpings into his mouth.

A bottomless pit and a freakin’ man-child, I swear to God, you inwardly groused as you scrubbed the ceramic a bit too hard with the rough side of the sponge. No matter how many times you asked, nicely, it seemed your boyfriend couldn’t manage to pull his weight around here.

Okay, you knew his job could be demanding, but so was yours.

What the hell is this, Maid in Manhattan? Newsflash: I’ve got shit to do too! 

“And I cooked!” you muttered in indignation. That reminder propelled you to scrub a bit harder. The least he could do was clean the kitchen. Or take out the trash. Or toss the laundry into the washing machine once in a while. Like you really wanted to handle his dirty boxers all the damn time.

Did he have no shame? Couldn’t he do anything for you without you having to ask him three million times?

Es que él es bruto, mija, as your Dominican grandma would say about your grandpa, often while swiping a tired hand over her long braids. Es como un animal con ropa.

Just then, you heard his heavy steps creaking on the wood floors in your bedroom. Today was his day off, so he was probably taking his sweet time rolling his ass out of bed.

Meanwhile, you were hustling to get the place at least decently clean before you got yourself together for work. The thought made you simmer as you continued to place dishes on the counter rack. Each one clacking to rest was satisfying, but it also ticked up your internal dial to a fine boil. 

You heard him bang the bathroom door open and cringed internally, your teeth grinding. You’d reminded him three times already about the neighbors and the noise.

Sabes que, supe or not, I’m about to— 

“Morning, sweetheart.”

Ben’s voice washed over you, deep and still a little rough with sleep as he stepped into the kitchen. His old man loafers slid against the floor with every step when he approached you from behind, and his heavy hands found a familiar resting place on the curve of your waist.

He swiped your slightly wild curls to the side and pressed a tantalizing kiss into your neck. His voice, his touch, the brief scrape of his beard; it all caused a small shiver of delight up your spine.

“Hmm, you smell good. Good enough to eat.” And he teased you with the graze of his teeth, biting gently enough where your neck met your shoulder. You flinched with half a huff, trying not to smile. 

Just like that, it took the edge off your irritation…a little. You opened your mouth to reply, but before you could…

“Hey,” he said, “since you’re already up and about in here, how about some breakf—”

Your spine tightened once again.

“Whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is No!” you snapped. You moved out of his arms to grab a hand towel to dry your hands with. They were all pruny from washing dishes.

“I’m already running late. Why? Because this place is a fucking mess, and the only one who seems to care is me!” you exclaimed. First, you gestured to the dishes now drying on the rack. “Hmm?”

You then opened up the lid to the full-to-bursting trashcan. “What do you call that, huh? You said you’d take this out last night. After I asked you twice. What, was I not speaking English? Did something get lost in translation, or are you already losing your hearing? Just let me know, ‘cause I can sure as hell crank up the volume for you!”

Ben raised a brow. You read his thoughts in his surly frown. You have some fucking audacity, talking to him like that, but it’s still early. He hasn’t even had his coffee, for Christ’s sake.

If he was more awake, no doubt he’d be barking back at you. Instead, he heaved a sigh, drew closer to you and shut the trashcan lid. At least there was one lid he knew how to close.

“All right, it’s just a little mess. No need to get fucking hysterical,” he said, trying to grasp your arm to placate you. You shrugged out of his hold and crossed your arms in anger.

“Ben, it’s not just a little mess. And what is this, 1945? I’m not hysterical!”

His lips twitched at a smirk, making you even angrier. But he’d caught enough smoke from you in the past to know he didn’t want it at 8:00 in the morning. He grasped your arms and rubbed them up and down, trying to sooth you.

“Okay, okay. It’s a little early for all this Latina temper, don’tcha think?” he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead. Your gaze snapped up at him with a glare.

Oooh, this man. He knew how to get you mad fucking tight.

Not in a good way.

Instead of exploding like Mount Fuji, you kept it all under your skin. You turned away from him and aimed to continue getting ready for work, but first, you took out a Greek yogurt from the fridge and wholly ignored him taking up space in the kitchen. You wouldn’t answer him when he called your name. In fact, you were going to give him the most frigid of cold shoulders—so cold he’d get hyperthermia through that invulnerable skin.

He waylaid your plans when he grabbed your hand, swinging you back into his arms. You gasped at the suddenness of it, looking up into his cocky, charming smile. You couldn’t stare too long at his green eyes, or the rest of his handsome, bearded face. Not when he knew exactly how to use it against you.

“Don’t think that’s gonna get you out of this,” you warned him. You set your yogurt on the kitchen counter and pushed at his chest, but it was no more effective than pushing at a mountain and expecting it to move.

His hands spanned your waist, his fingers beginning to press into your soft sides. He bowed his head, brushing his lips against your neck and the shell of your ear when he said, “Out of what, baby doll? Looks to me like we can still have a good morning.”

His voice once against trilled heat and tingles through your body, but you managed to lean back, holding the pads of your fingers to his lips.

“Hey, I’m not playing around here. If we’re gonna do this,” you pointed between him and yourself, “then let me make one thing really clear. I’m not la sirvienta around here, okay? I’m not your fucking maid. I’m your girl. Your partner. And since you live here now, I’m gonna need you to do your part.”

Ben almost rolled his eyes, but you grasped his chin. He frowned at you with furrowed brows. There was a time where he would've been inclined to grab your wrist and try to intimidate you with his temper. You saw it lying in wait behind his pursed lips and irritated stare, but you weren't afraid of him. Not anymore.

“Listen to me. I get that you haven’t lived like us commoners for most of your life, but this stuff is important,” you said. You took a deep breath, and you counted to three. You met him with a calmer gaze. “Ben, I love you.”

You let go of his chin and lowered your hand, letting it splay over his chest. He softened, ever so slightly, even though his frown remained.

“I love you,” you repeated, “but I don’t need a man-child.”

"Excuse me?" he did snap this time, his hold loosening from around your waist. "The fuck did you just say?"

You narrowed your eyes right back at him.

"You heard me," you said. "I want a man. A man who's going to be my rock when I need him. Can you do that for me, like I do for you? Are you gonna be my man, or do I need to claim you as a dependent on my taxes?"

His expression sharpened again at your thinly veiled accusation…but the longer he looked into your eyes, no longer angry, but earnest and imploring, the more he actually listened to what you were saying. His jaw worked for a moment in annoyance. You subtly softened him with your hands soothing up and down his arms, a slow back and forth over solid, warm muscle.

Eventually, he was able to curb his instinct to bark a callous reply. He nodded, expelling a breath through his nose.

“Fine,” he said.

Your brows rose. “Fine?”

“Yeah,” he said flatly.

You knew it was the closest you were going to get to an agreement, as well as an apology. You were still working on that last one, but dating this man was a work in progress, for both of you. With a sigh, you patted his arms that were slowly wrapping back around you.

“Okay, I’m really running late now,” you said.

“You should probably get a move on then,” Ben said.

Still, he didn’t release you. He stared down at you with an amused smile while you struggled against his hold. You uttered a laugh.

“Babe, I need to get to work.” You leaned over and spied the oven clock. “Oh, shit! it’s almost 8:30! If I’m not there by 9:00—”

“You sure you want to go now? Tense, body all tight,” he said, his voice deep with sensuous suggestion.

His lips neared yours, but he didn’t kiss you. Not yet. His lips veered away to brush against your cheek. He inhaled deeply as he moved, taking in the floral scent of your soap, mixed with the army of products you styled your hair with, and the faint imprint of your perfume from the night before. He skimmed down your neck and along the shell of your ear.

“Wouldn’t you rather I fuck all that tension right out of you?” he offered. “Leave you nice and warm and satisfied, have that pretty pussy coming hard on my cock.”

You let out a shaky breath, closing your eyes as his filthy mouth and the timbre of his voice struck a chord through your body, tinging warm arousal between your legs. Your fingers tightened on his strong arms, digging into the fabric of his loose robe. Ben took that as a wordless confirmation. He bent at the knees and grabbed you up by your plush thighs. You wrapped your arms around his neck on instinct, with a small gasp.

But you recovered quickly. Taking his face into your hands, you met his lips roughly with yours in a devouring kiss. He set you down on the kitchen counter hard enough to make the clean dishes rattle. His hands were just as claiming as his mouth, squeezing your hips and thighs as he spread them open to make more room for himself.

While your tongue dueled with his, you shoved the robe off his shoulders, followed by his sleep shirt pooling to the floor. His hand slid under your top as well, and almost ripped it at the hem in his haste to get it up and over your head.

“Ow, ah-ow!” You giggled when the collar got caught on your hair. Ben’s breathy chuckle reached your ears. He was gentler in how he helped get the shirt off the rest of the way. Your mane of hair fell into your face, and you huffed.

Ben did you the favor of brushing the thick curls away from your eyes, tugging several strands behind your ears, even though most of them didn’t obey him. He framed your face with his big hands, and his thumbs swept along your skin, the rich complexion shining in the morning light filtering through the kitchen window.

There was more care in his touch now, his strength tempered just for you. Fond amusement colored his features. For as much shit as you gave him, you still gave him more of yourself; more of your trust, your patience...and all the rest of it. You gave him more than anyone that had come before you, and deep inside, he doubted anyone that might come after you.

You smiled up at him, a little wryly. You leaned up and met him for a gentler kiss. Your eyes fell closed at the feeling of him, and the spicy hint of his aftershave. It was a scent that often clung to his pillows. When he was gone on a mission for days on end, you wouldn’t admit to clinging to one of them to help you sleep, and make you feel safe. 

“Mmm, you smell good,” you whispered. And it was true. He smelled like mint and spicy aftershave. You plied his lips with deeper kisses, licking into his mouth with a sensuous tongue, before you stole his words. “Good enough to eat.”

He uttered a groan deep in his throat. It satisfied you, enhancing the warm flood between your legs.  

Fuck it. You were calling in sick today.

You drew him back into the pull of you, winding your arms around his neck and your fingers in his hair. It was getting long again, but you liked it. You liked something to hold onto, just as much as he did. Your nails brushed against his scalp, down the back of his neck, earning a hum of pleasure from him. You wound your legs tightly around his hips and invited the press of his hard cock against your throbbing core, even through your panties and pajama pants. A faltering groan caught in his chest.

“Needier that I thought this morning,” he remarked. His warm hands drifted down to cup your breasts, his thumbs brushing over dark, pebbled nipples. You sighed into his mouth in response.

You heard the cocky grin in his voice, but for once, you didn’t care. You did need him. You wanted him to fuck the stress and chaos out of you.

…Well, he’d caused most of it, but still. He was gonna damn well fix it.

And he aimed to do just that, with his hands sliding farther down your body with purpose, grabbing the waistband of your pajama pants and roughly sliding them down, along with your panties. Your bare ass felt cold against the tile counter, but you didn’t have too much time to think about it with Ben’s thick fingers probing between the wet, glistening folds of your pussy. He soon found what he was searching for, circling firmly over your clit.

Your hips raised off the counter as you whimpered against his lips and ground yourself against his hand. You broke from his kiss to bury your face in his neck. Ben’s free hand grasped your hip and pulled you right to the edge of the counter.

There he held you down, his brows furrowing in concentration. His fingers sought your entrance and slipped inside you with ease. By now, he knew what angles would have you squirming, writhing, your body arching into him, while your inner walls clenched around his hand.

“Fuck. That’s right, baby doll. I’ve gotcha,” he said roughly, continuing to fuck your pussy with his fingers. His thumb rubbed against your clit between strokes.

The coil in your lower belly began to tighten, the delicious throbbing deep inside beginning to make your thighs shake. But just as you felt yourself tipping over the edge, Ben withdrew his fingers from your sopping channel.

You struggled to catch your breath in shock. Your head raised from Ben’s shoulder to glare at him. When your mouth opened to deliver an indignant protest, he silenced you with his mouth claiming yours. Your nails bit into his shoulder in retaliation, even though you knew it wouldn’t hurt him in the slightest. In fact, it only curved his lips into a smirk against yours.

You slapped him on the shoulder, immensely frustrated, but also laughing. “You’re such an assh—”

Before you could even finish cursing him, he gathered you up again and lifted you off the counter. He walked you over to the couch in the living room. He would’ve loved nothing better than to lay you out across the two-seater table in the kitchen, but he thought the shitty old wood might just give out under the strain of him fucking you. So the living room was a close second, and in this tiny-ass apartment, it was barely a few feet more to walk.

He laid you out underneath him on couch, and it groaned and squeaked under both of your weight. You squeaked too, if for a different reason. It had Ben smirking down at you. He freed himself from the confines of his pajama pants and coated his rock-hard arousal with the leftover wetness coating his hand.

“I approve of the scene change,” you said breathlessly, once again stroking his arms. Your fingers slipped over every dip and plain of muscle.  

“Didn’t think you wanted to be fucked on some cold tile,” he said, even if the sentiment behind his words warmed you. You were pretty sure he didn’t used to care about that. At least, before he met you.

He grabbed your hips, lined himself up to your entrance, and his cock breached you smoothly, pushing into you until his hips fit snugly against yours.

“Oh, fuck,” you choked out, your thighs squeezing around his frame.

“Feel good, sweetheart? All fuckin' filled up,” Ben teased, a bit breathless himself. You were a tight fucking fit. He slid out of you experimentally, drawing a moan from your lips. You nodded.

“Yeah, baby. So good,” you freely admitted, panting all the while.

Ben’s hot gaze drew over you as he continued moving hard and fast inside you. He took in your every bare curve, the way hot breaths and sexy moans fell from your lips with every thrust, the way your hair fanned out underneath you and hung off the side of the sofa cushion, the way your hands still explored him and touched him, demanding, but still loving.

For that, it was all the more tantalizing against his skin, warming even the darkest places he tried not to show you.

And every drag of his cock inside you stretched your inner walls in the most delicious of ways. It wasn’t just that he was able to fill you to the fucking brim. He also just knew his way around a woman’s body. He knew you, and he knew exactly how to make you come undone. Even quick and dirty on your couch, he made you feel brand new. 

He was right, damn him.

The coil deep inside you snapped. Pleasure crested through you and made your inner walls squeeze him tight, fluttering and pulsing with warmth. You came hard on his cock, hard enough to milk his release shortly after for all he was worth.

His forearms fell to the cushion on either side of your head. You were basically being smothered, but for the moment you didn’t mind. You just held his sweat-slick body against yours while you both caught your breath, each of your heartbeats falling back into a steady rhythm.

He was always so damn warm. It was nice, considering how cold it was this winter, but the thought always made you a bit sad. It reminded you of the power housed in his chest, and every memory he caged there as well.

You laid a gentle kiss on his shoulder. In return, his lips found the side of your head and hesitated there.

“You’re not going to work,” he said. It was more an observation than anything else.

You laughed breathlessly and shook your head. “Nope.”

He nodded. “Let’s go out for breakfast.”

You could get behind that. Your kitchen was finally clean, which meant your kitchen was closed until further notice.

“Shower first,” you stipulated.

You felt Ben’s smile grow against your dewy skin. “All right.”

You sighed, and he guided you to your feet along with him. You had a feeling “breakfast” was going to be lunch by the time you and Ben finally escaped this apartment.      

AN: Lol hope you had fun with this one! Let me know if you'd like to see more of these two! 💚💚

Spanish Translations:

Es que él es bruto, mija. Es como un animal con ropa.

It’s that he’s stupid, my daughter. He's like an animal with clothes.

However, “bruto” can also mean brutish, crude, and/or like a beast, so it fits in more than one way. 😂

Sabes que, …

You know what, …

La sirvienta

The servant (or maid) (female)

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[amberrosewrites]

That love at first sight feeling 😍

"The camera crew my publicist hired zooms in on my face and I don't know what face I'm supposed to make. I'm a little excited but also just have no idea what to expect. I focus on the beautiful view from where I'm standing and muster a smile. Soon a blurry figure comes into view, she's pretty far away and I can't see much about her but the closer and closer she gets to me the more excited I get. This might actually be amazing, she's petite and blonde and her walk is kind of glidey. Wow, she is…

"Flynn, close your mouth!""

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[miulore]

Okayyyy, I have a couple pick your top 5 and such questions~

Choose your top 3 best actors (but they must’ve released dramas in 2022-23)

Best k - drama story line of all times

Worst k- drama story line of all times

Top 3 most handsome actors (it’s hard (maybe) but you can only choose 3)

Best OST 2023

What is the worst drama released this year for you?

Which drama do you think had the best color palette so far? [This might be weird but it something I often pay attention to and if I don’t like the color palette it annoys me to no end 😭 ]

What would be your ideal storyline/trope and who would be your leads?

That was a lot sorry ♥️ you don’t really have to answer just do if you’re bored ☺️

hiiiiiii !!

top 3 best actors lee syunkung jung somin park gyuyoung han hyojoo

controversial list ik ik but idc!! im not immune to a pretty face!! and knowing how to choose a script is a skill on its own!!

Worst k- drama story line of all times whatever the fuck dodosolsollalasol had going on… the interest of love….. and oh my venus…. a whole kdrama abt fatphobia… OMG LOVESTRUCK IN THE CITY!! MY ID IS GANGNAM!! TRUE BEAUTY!! the girl from liberation notes finding her "liberation" on dating an alcoholic abusive gang member 😍 that show was so damn pretentious i get annoyed thinking abt it!!

im frustrated cause ive hated sooo many kdrama storylines but for some reason i cant remember them and i feel like im wasting my chance on being a hater!! which is in fact my favorite hobby!! 

Best OST 2023i dont rlly listen to osts -O- buuut i love together by janabi!!

What is the worst drama released this year for you?crashcourse in romance…..

okaaaaay ive been thinking and i dont think 2023 was as bad for kdramas as 2022! i think the problem was there wasnt much variety?? and most shows were mediocre or started rlly strong and just lost quality as they went on!!  so they werent rlly memorable…. maybe?

Which drama do you think had the best color palette so far? okay… yk i HATED this drama but i rlly liked the gloomy grainy vibes of liberation notes… i dropped our blues but i still rlly enjoyed the style so…and snowdrop! i like the old school dark vibes!! the flashbacks in moving also !!

[kmp78]

I see Lordy bagged himself another mediocre looker, he really is loving these downmarket dollies 🤣

Maybe it enhances his own *cough* beauty. 😍

[taechaos]

How about a scenario where nerd oc gives jk a sex ban😏

yall rly like to watch jk suffer huh 😪

disclaimer: softcore smut(?)

"No, no," you mumble against Jungkook's lips when he reaches under your shirt, now only hovering over your breast without touching from your interruption. It isn't long before you pull away from him to see his knitted eyebrows and swollen lips forming a pout.

Every time your kisses last longer than a peck, he tries turning it into something more by shoving his tongue down your throat; hands traveling to your spine; hips grinding against yours, and after last night, you need a break. You're sore, and although you have the overwhelming urge to continue what you started, your body needs more rest than just seven hours of sleep. He gets too excited, too rough, too wild and you can still feel the aftermaths of his spent energy both internally and externally.

But he doesn't, which is why he's staring at you in confusion, like he didn't just blow your back out twice less than a day ago.

His hand slowly slips out of your shirt—technically his shirt—and you feel his fingertips trail down your stomach before he's no longer touching you. "What's wrong?" he quietly pants from not having caught his breath after your heated kiss.

You put some distance between your faces and quip, "It is 8 o'clock in the morning."

The gears are evidently still turning in his head, missing the correlation between time and foreplay. "Okay?" It's flattering that you can arouse him with the simplest of touches, but it also baffles you how his energy never runs out when it comes to sex.

"And I'm still tired from yesterday," you explain for him to take a hint.

"You don't have to do anything," he shakes his head, still wearing that cute clueless expression. "I can be gentle–"

"No, Jungkook," you chuckle at his misunderstanding. "I just need a day to recharge. I can't match your... you know."

He leans back in bewilderment, his fluffy bed hair mushing against the pillow at the action. "What?" The curiosity in his eyes warms your insides.

Lust is sometimes hard to control and can cloud your judgement. When you see his broad shoulders, his protruding collarbone, plump rosy lips, the thin blanket teasingly hiding his bare chest, you want to give him what he wants because you want it too. But unlike him, you're aware of the break your body is begging for. No matter how much you want to ignore it and let him have his way with you, you know you shouldn't. Your own arousal has to take the backseat this time.

At your silence, he probes, "What is it? Am I too sexual?"

"Yes."

The lack of hesitation in your answer catches him off guard. "So you don't like it?"

"Oh, no, no," you quickly reassure, "it isn't like that."

"Then I can continue?"

"Oh my God," you sigh and roll your eyes. "No. We are not having sex."

"What—why? I mean, I would understand if you weren't turned on or something but you keep trying to take a peek under the blanket." You stammer and blush as he continues, "Is this like a punishment or some sort of ritual?"

"You know what? Yes. It is a punishment," you ignore his comment about your inappropriate ogling. This is the only way you can turn the tables: "You are too horny."

"I think it takes two to fuck."

"Well—I don't care! You can't make any sexual advances towards me today."

He merely stares at you, unimpressed. Is he waiting for you to swallow back your words? You hold your stance and look right back at him, though his bored gaze demeans your determined one. With your chin held up, you wait for him to say something.

Finally, he releases an agitated sigh and lays on his back. When he dims his eyes, it's your turn to watch him in puzzlement. It isn't until you see movement on the surface of the white sheets that it clicks.

He's jacking off right in front of you.

How does he have the audacity to ask if he's too sexual when he's doing this? The irony and shock doesn't allow you to look anywhere else other than him and what's hidden underneath the comforter. "Do you realize that you're proving my point?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, did you want to watch?" he taunts you without opening his eyes. But then he peeks an eye open to cheekily ask, "or did you want to help?"

"I said no sexual advances."

"Does taking your shirt off count?" At your instant glare, he defends, "I don't have mine on."

With a click of your tongue, you throw the blanket off yourself and undress per his request. By heaving the garment off yourself, there is nothing left to cover you. It was the only thing you wore for bed after last night's events.

His tongue swipes over his bottom lip when he, without a second's waste, takes in the sight of you lying down on your side, completely naked. The curve of your waist is enough to make him swallow hard. He admires your smooth skin even though he's touched it many times before; he wonders if you're just teasing him now. But then you cross your arms, roll your eyes and huff, "Hurry."

A quiet moan gets stuck in his throat. Okay, now he's certain you're teasing him, but clearly that isn't your intention. He likes the attitude, how you're just allowing him to devour you with his greedy eyes so he can cum, but not without throwing figurative daggers at him. "Not enjoying the show?" he says with mock pity. He is good at steadying his husky voice, but your effect on him is clear by the way he speeds up his pace. You can hear him pleasure himself now by the soft pats against his pelvis from his fist.

"I don't see anything," you snarkily state the obvious. You know you set yourself up for it when he says:

"Good. It's banned."

He ridicules you further by sighing in pleasure, and soon you have to try your best to tune out his low moans throughout this entire torture session. Maybe you should've ignored the little angel sitting on your shoulder who's nowhere to be found now.

[milfsana]

OH GOD WHY? WHYYYYY?!

@milfsana @velvetwiz tw: suju member. Homegirl posted the pic herself 😭

[harlekin6]

Magic firework at Kamar-Taj🎆

Since we had a small festive in town with precious firework, that sometimes looked a bit like sparks of magic raining down😍 What if Strange and Wong, as a suprise, organize some firework magic for the students~ The suprised faces, cheerings,ohhhs and aaahs. Magic can be so so pretty; not just a weapon or protection

Also, i can see (Defender) Stephen smile at the happieness it brings at one of the many balconys of the temple (i call the league of Defender Strange for Firework Defender Content 🤣🙈 @sanctumsanctorumshenanigans @sobeautifullyobsessed )

Wong :"Hey! You letting ME do all the work?"

Stephen: "What? Is it not one of the many duties of the sorcerer supreme?"

Also....I can see Sinister doing it to cheer us up a bit~ "Something beautiful in this dead world of mine....just like you"

Well.....Supreme....hum....i somehow can't imagine he would enjoy something mediocre like firework

For me, firework is some of the clostest things we have like real life magic💕🎆