#modern tag tba

[veloriaharmonia]

@lachrymosestorm

"Ah, my apologies, I spread out more than I intended." Not himself, but he's taking up the entire bench after setting his violin case down. He quickly moves it to his lap so she can sit down.

[nursc]

The beautiful flowers, that in any other moment would be the focus of her attention and praise, were a mere colorful blur in the corner of her vision, ending up crushed between their bodies as Christine reached forward to draw Isla into a hug.

From the moment the casting for this year was announced, the blonde seemed to move with a permanent smile on her face.⠀It had its cracks: after a long day, especially, it barely etched a mark on her features, and when she left like an imposter, it was like it was never there; her face devoid of emotion.⠀Tonight it was like it never left.⠀She had a face made for smiling, full of laughter lines, eyes which danced with the light, and it was in full display today as she took center stage, and now, as she gazed at her old friend:⠀ her smile split her face in two, brighter than the lights on the stage.

❛⠀⠀⠀With missing me, I hope!⠀ Or, they ached cause they missed dancing.⠀Those are the only options I’ll accept, they can’t be remembering the pain.⠀⠀ ⠀ ❜⠀⠀ ⠀ She teased, drawing back, holding the bouquet under her nose.⠀⠀ ⠀ ❛⠀⠀There is no pain on the stage, you know that.⠀⠀ ⠀ ❜⠀⠀ ⠀ It was something an old teacher used to say, which always made her laugh, until it became the truth to which she was bound to.

When she stepped on the stage, all her troubles fell off her shoulders.⠀

❛⠀⠀You look... decent.⠀⠀ ⠀ ❜⠀

@nursc ㅤㅤs.c.

𝘐𝘛 𝘞𝘈𝘚𝘕'𝘛 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘍𝘐𝘙𝘚𝘛 𝘛𝘐𝘔𝘌 𝘐𝘚𝘓𝘈 𝘏𝘈𝘋 𝘚𝘌𝘌𝘕 𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘋𝘈𝘕𝘊𝘌 . ㅤㅤㅤHer feet still ached in cold weather from the years of ballet her mother forced onto her before she became pregnant. Christine was one of the few in her ballet company to actually try and reach out more but Isla seemed to just drift further and further away. She had thought about her ballet partner throughout the time she spent without contacting her, however, and she did keep up with her old friend's career within the world of dance.

It still felt odd, however, to be waiting backstage to gift her friend some flowers to congratulate Christine on her first solo performance. The blonde had always been magical in her fluidity but as far as Isla could tell, the years had only perfected her style and movements. Like flowing water and blooming flowers, Christine's dancing was almost surreal.

Dancer after dancer disappeared around Isla like a parting river and she stood taller on her toes in the hopes of spotting Christine whenever she slipped behind the stage and after what felt like anxiety driven hours, the soloist appeared and spotted Isla almost immediately. The sight of someone Isla considered a dear friend brought a grin to her face almost effortlessly. ㅤ" 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘓𝘖𝘖𝘒𝘌𝘋 𝘉𝘌𝘈𝘜𝘛𝘐𝘍𝘜𝘓 " ㅤIsla complimented sincerely as she offered the other woman the bouquet. ㅤ" 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘈𝘓𝘞𝘈𝘠𝘚 𝘋𝘈𝘕𝘊𝘌𝘋 𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘞𝘌𝘙𝘌 𝘉𝘖𝘙𝘕 𝘛𝘖 𝘐𝘛 "ㅤThe compliments were sincere and easy as Isla was sure Christine must have heard them all before so playfully she added, ㅤ" 𝘔𝘠 𝘍𝘌𝘌𝘛 𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘛𝘖 𝘈𝘊𝘏𝘌 𝘑𝘜𝘚𝘛 𝘞𝘈𝘛𝘊𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘠𝘖𝘜 "

[avernusfuries]

@spiderwarden asked: Shi’ndra Jr takes a seat right by her feet and then looks up at her and yells.

Karlach loved children. Not in the way she had considered having her own just yet, when the adventure hadn't quite settled in her just yet. Maydril and Shi'ndra had quickly changed that, and as weeks turned into months, and months turned into a year, it was quite easy to slip into the swing of things. If she looked at them like pint-sized drunk people, it made for a wickedly good time. While Maydril's affections were kept firmly with her father, Shi'ndra had taken a shine to her. Truth be told, she'd thought he was still sleeping in the little nest of blankets they'd declared their fort, and it was as she was preparing something for his lunch that she felt the grip of a chubby little hand cling into the fabric of her trousers.

She was proud of the fact that she was not easily startled, and hadn't been since her smile was gap-toothed with missing teeth and her knees were always grazed. The little drow was quick to verbalise his displeasure in how long it took for the tiefling to actually pick him up, and half way through it, she stooped to do just that. As with all little ones, his eyes moved to squint at what she was doing.

As far as cooking went, she strayed from the more ... fancy recipes, and as she turned back to pot of instant noodles she'd been happily stirring, she caught the faintest whiff of burning.

Quick as lightning and with a giggling child on her hip, she quickly moved it to the sink.

Shi'ndra took in a deep breath, and yelled a very loud: FUCK.

Karlach felt her heart sink like a stone.

Fuck, thought Karlach. Minthara's going to have my guts for fucking garters.

"Hey, no kiddo, you're gonna get your mate Karlach in a whole world of trouble. Bad word, baaad word."

[visionkept]

looks like a card has "sneakily" made its way onto tomo's room just as the girls have started to prepare for school. on the card were several doodles and a heartfelt letter that read:

To: Tomo-nii, Happy Birthday! Thank you for always taking care of me and Tama-chan.  I wanted to get you a cake like you’d always do on our birthdays but um …  I don’t have the money to buy it yet. Is it okay if i’ll get you the cupcake once i grow up and start working and earning money? Until then, here’s a drawing instead! A cake all for you!  We love you! From: Chihiro

HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY TOMOYA !

On that bright and warm Wednesday spring morning the girls had school like any other day, which meant waking up early to prepare the bentos and help them get ready in whenever aspect they required. Not to mention a six hours shift awaiting them afterwards. A pretty BUSY DAY for a family of three yet it had been that way for a while now. At least they have learned to manage things, feeling comfortable knowing that the girls weren't missing anything essential for their growth.

Alright, first thing in the morning: breakfast. Well, waking up ON TIME should be first but that's not really a problem. . . until TODAY.

Somehow their alarm didn't go off at the granted hour and this act of defiance had imposed a chain of events that would go down in their memory lane for the rest of their life.

Initially the older opened their eyes at seven instead of five. They hadn't suspected a thing throughout it, stretching peacefully in bed and feeling refreshened by the added hours to their sleep. Before searching for a shirt, Tomo held up the tangled mess of blond locks in a ponytail like they tend to, yawning on their way to open the curtains just to find an uneventful surprise; The sun was already out.

Under any other circumstances, this would be a good thing; in their current case, however, it meant they were running late. Normally when they wake up there's still a dark mantlet in the sky welcoming the early birds, meaning that Tomo had an hour or two to shower, make breakfast, clean the house and wake up the other two. But this spare hours were far too gone at this point and a quick check on their clock confirmed the evident: it was 7:05 A.M. without a doubt.

Shit, OKAY, it's not THAT BAD. ( It is ). I'll simply not shower today ( YIKES ) so I can focus on the bentos. But would I have time to cook some breakfast ? Maybe a fast sandwich- AH ! Today Tama asked for some fish though, that will surely take some time. Chihiro isn't as picky but she did crave some strawberries yesterday so maybe I could-

Their shirt gets put right on, the cellphone is thrown to the side and one slipper gets lost on their way to the door. They are in a rush and the stressed look said it all. Their steps are sloppy, desperate and they almost slip and fall down thanks to a piece of paper left on their room. ❝ Who left this here- ❞ Of course they know the answer to that, who else would come here to play and doodle with crayons if it wasn't them ? Ah, those kids really need to collect their things after playing. . .

Crouching down to fetch the paper is easier said than done. The stabbing pain in their lower back came as consequence of their continuous play times with the girls ( the older those two got, the harder it was to keep up. Acting out tea parties was one thing, playing horsey for two hours straight was another ). Their tiredness however, vanishes the moment violet hues gaze upon the card.

A cake all for you!  We love you! - From : Chihiro.

Their eyes scattered around the page with meticulous precision, analyzing every stroke of crayon and marker done by the child. There's a small snort coming out of turned up lips when their gaze situated on the drawing, it was ten times better than anything they could accomplIsh and the portrait of the smile gave them a warmth soothing feeling in their heart. A picture perfect family smiling and enjoying a cake together to celebrate THEIR BIRTHDAY. Ah, she sure was a better artist than them as well.

Gods, they had almost forgotten, today was supposed to be THEIR DAY. Little had it crossed their mind with how busy things have been lately. The few reminders given by Chihiro and Tama weren't properly noted and the marked calendar hadn't been consulted the previous night. . . or week on the matter. Unless it's one of the girls' birthdays, they don't really estimate in costs when it comes to their parties and gifts though when it is THEIRS, it's clearly another story.

For a split second they forget about any uneasiness in their life, pausing time to enjoy a brief yet sweet reminder that they are truly LOVED. For many, this was an ordinary piece of paper, for Tomo, this paper was their whole world. It's impossible not to feel sentimental about it, their eyes suddenly seeming a bit more watery than they recall. Perhaps the message alone, the effort of a portrait crafted with colorful crayons, and the intention of giving them something "better" in a nearby future - was far more VALUABLE than any cake. They don't have much but this, this was enough.

Those two had made them soft, there's no doubt on that. Almost tearing up like a baby because of a letter might not be what they planned on a day like this. In any case, there's no one present to judge them ( if Chihiro and Tama had been there to witness this side of theirs, they might have teased them endlessly ). Tomoya ends up wiping the tears building up in their eyes, and a laugh escapes them abruptly —becoming this sentimental has never been easy to deal with.

Right, yeah - today's their BIRTHDAY. But most importantly, they are running late on the girl's breakfast !

Their following moves are done on a fast sequence : Getting their missing slipper, adjusting their shirt and ponytail, fetch their phone ( open the chat with their boss in preparation ), retake a confident demeanor and step through the door to begin a new day. And it goes that way, with the difference that when Tomo opens the door, there's another surprise unfolding right in clear view.

Chihiro was making their own breakfast while Tama arranged the table with meticulous care. Two independent young ladies ( as independent as a toddler and a kid could be ) taking matters into their own hands. Properly dressed in their respective uniforms, attempted hairstyles and big determined smiles. They have been awake for a couple of hours by now or so the blonde assumes. Now they get it. Realization hits them like one cold shower, a sigh of defeat backing up their resignation. It was THEM who messed up with their alarm - they did it to let Tomo rest and in return they solved everything themselves ! Gods, those two are far more intelligent than many people give them credit for.

SMALL NOTE FOR FUTURE REFERENCE : change the phone's password. It seems those two have guessed it correctly . . . again.

❝ And to think I was just wondering where that burning smell came from from. ❞ Their approach is done casually, walking towards the brunette before lightly ruffling her hair. A mild tease is thrown in the mix and the huff doesn't do more than to make them laugh. The fried eggs in the pan WEREN'T overcooked though they would be if left for longer. ❝ Messing with my alarm was one bold move, kiddo. You're lucky I woke up in a good mood. ❞ On the contrary, they had woken up in a panic right until her letter turned that around in record time. Light, eager steps are heard as the smallest in the family draws near. As she finally catches up with the conversation her arms spread wide to embrace her parent. Her own proper way to say 'Happy birthday'.

Picking the child up is done with so much ease that doing it with one arm comes natural to them. Tama obtains a smile out of it, adjusting rather well on the new view from up above. ❝ Now that I got your attention. Allow me to share that I plan to take the day off from work. ❞ If their boss lets them to begin with. ❝ Maybe we could go and get some ice cream after classes to celebrate. How does that sound ? ❞ This wasn’t exactly how their younger self had imagined they’d be at twenty-six. Their whole world now revolving around those two and the Gods from above knew Tomoya wouldn't have it any other way.

❝ Oh and Chi - chan, if you keep the eggs there for another second they will ━━ ❞ BURN. Just like right now.

[acr3ss-the-cosmos]

Some tidbits for Chenhua's Modern AU:

Chenhua is in her mid-20s and is the first born daughter of Qingyang and Haoyu, her mother and father respectively. She and her adoptive younger brother, Yuhe, are around 3 years apart in age, and he’s entering his first year of medical school.

She attends the same university as her father, walking in his footsteps to pursue a bachelor’s degree in robotics engineering, which she became greatly interested in as a young girl watching Haoyu work. The school is several hours away from her hometown, so she lives in an apartment complex off-campus during the school year and makes the drive back home to visit her family for the holidays.

Although her scholarship pays for the majority of her tuition fees and class materials, Chenhua works for a nearby plant nursery to help pay for her rent and groceries. Her balcony is practically a tiny garden, with flower boxes filled with colorful blooms hanging off the edge of the railing and several more pots placed along the floor.

Outside of the large-scale group projects she partakes in as part of her school assignments, she has a couple of personal side projects she tinkers with on the side, one of them being a bird-shaped drone that can fly independently and deliver small parcels, which she calls a cycrane (hehe).

She’s decorated her apartment to be as cozy and comfortable as possible, with lots of warm colors and scents that help relax her after a day of classes. It’s very much a reflection of her own personality; calm, yet sunny.

[trickstercaptain]

       “ Sorry, you... have your hand over your mouth. What was that? Keep going? ” Jack managed to keep up the playing dumb act until he'd finished speaking, when a shit-eating grin swiftly bloomed across his face. He'd earn himself a smack or shove for that one, he was sure. Leaning back against the brick wall of the old toilet blocks with a shrug, Jack placed his cigarette back between his teeth, taking a drag of the smoke into his lungs. “ I won't tell anyone. Maybe. ” He seemed to reconsider his stance, his dark, calculated gaze darting in Hera's direction. “ How would you try to convince me not to make an announcement to the entire sixth form, hm? Like when Marchetti asked Maeve to be his girlfriend. I'm very good at spreading rumours, you know. ”

@khrused / cont.

[horizontouched]

Will modern verse bullet points till I actually revamp n write shit up

Son of an illegal fisherman who got swindled by old friends n then ‘died’ 

Mother left when he was young to remarry, he tried to chase after her and almost drowned

Dropped into the foster system with very little education or care

Got a full college scholarship for blacksmithing until he got arrested after a mix up involving his girlfriend, dad’s friends, a kidnapping and blood debt 

Somehow found out dad is alive and accidentally joined him on a shitty crabbing boat that did more sinking than fishing 

Inherited said shitty boat, wants nothing to do with it after working on it revealed a heart condition, but it would sell for nothing so he’s just kinda stuck with it 

[pxison]

If Sanji is French in the Modern world, then that means his family would be too and I can just picture these fuckers saying ‘oui-oui’ before shooting people in the face.

[bells-of-black-sunday]

There's a softness in the clawed hands that trace his flesh. A disgusting thing, a violation against nature done by those who so desperately wish to tame it, he doesn't deserve to feel as desired as he does. How those lips paint a canvas on his tanned flesh inviting soft giggles that blossomed from his chest. Attempts to paint clarity over the past, give his suffering some levity for a time. How many nights had he spent in that garden lounging in the grass desperately trying to hold onto memories of how the world felt on four legs instead of two. Chasing fading dreams of leading hunters astray in his youth. Hopping from shadow to shadow without a care in the world only to at least give them the grace of leading them back to the forest trail until the jaws of civilization clamped shut.

Teeth traced his juggular and he purred, curling himself around the others form. He wanted those fangs to sink into his putrid flesh, but he knew better. His blood was a treat. Something to be savored instead of senselessly spilled while among tangled limbs by firelight. The fox's claws moved to cup the vampire's cheeks feeling the scratch of his beard against his palms as he held him close to his pulse. Wild and fluttering, he wanted to be made into a masterpiece.

[nosenipped]

me 'n pookie ( @fatedarrows ) thinking ab modern jerida and flipped ..

[godstrayed]

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜  — October

ღ memes. ╱ always accepting.

He did not mean to offend him, he knows this. But there is a huff of smoke flaring from his nostrils as he chuckles a little too dryly for it to be humorous. Scratch? The mark in question was already steadily healing. The aftereffect of being Dragonborn was that his skin was highly resilient no matter his form. And the magic flowing in his veins? Aiding in the healing process. His weaknesses, a heavily guarded secret, resided mostly in the terribly fragile form of his human counterpart.

Rozen holds his arm up for inspection. Wound gone. “I am unlikely to die from such an encounter. It's child's play, really. But you should not have followed me.” His Achilles heel but he is reluctant to verbalize it. “Are you harmed?”

[visionkept]

"sure, call me someone with no taste for all you like. at least i don't have an old man's taste!" alskdfjalksd unhinged chihiro 😭

❝ OI ! ! ! Wait a moment, young lady ! ❞ How DARE she ? ! Having matcha as their PREFERED flavour has NOTHING to do with their AGE ( . . . right ? ). ❝ You don't get it ! MATCHA is perfect with almost every drink and dessert. The taste is sweet but not TOO SWEET like white chocolate. It got a certain biterness that doesn't lack compared to dark chocolate AND it tastes wonderful when added with milk - oh ! ALMOND MILK does wonders to it, you know ? ❞ Tomoya you are NOT helping your case. ❝ It's a very SOPHISTICATED taste unlike YOURS. ❞

[tsukuhoe]

˙ . ꒷ SHORT N' SWEET .ᐟ.ᐟ

⋮ VARIOUS!JJK X READER .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

𐔌 synopsis ⋮ oh no! new hit popstar, y/n l/n, "broke up" with her situationship due to suspicions of him cheating! no worries though, she's about to release a super hot n' new album dedicated to his bs! short n' sweet! now what happens when this major breakthrough album catches the attention of the famous agency: special grade management?! [+ other celebs]

𐔌 content warnings ⋮ MDNI! female reader, modern & no curse au, social media au, written in 2nd person pov, age gaps, angst, love triangle but with 6 sides, frenemies, reunited friends (more like reunited hook up), friends to lovers, fan x idol, second chance romance, love at first sight, opposites attract, “fixing him” trope, slow burn, profanity  & crude humour, micro-cheating/cheating, heavy references to sex, eventual smut, suggestive jokes, “kys” jokes, drinking, smoking, alcohol, mentions of substance abuse, depression & anxiety, lots n’ lots of pining (ouch), sabrina carpenter’s music is used for y/n & joji’s music is used for geto, warnings may change as the story progresses. "💋" indicates written parts

𐔌 status ⋮  [11/15/24] ongoing, updates (at least) every sunday! taglist closed. please have age indicated on blog! MDNI, you will be blocked lol

⋮ MAIN CAST  ֹ⋮  ֹPRIVATE ACCOUNTS  ⋮  ֹETCֹ ⋮

01 ⋮ so act like a stand up guy // 02 ⋮ don't prove i'm right // 03 ⋮ walked in and dream-came-trued - [💋] // 04 ⋮ who's the cute guy with the wide blue eyes // 05 ⋮ everyone rolls their eyes // 06 ⋮ i know i have good judgement // 07 ⋮ when they act this way i know, i got em - [💋] // 08 ⋮ now he's thinkin bout me // 09 ⋮ holy shit // 10 ⋮ please please please - [💋] // 11 ⋮ heartbreak is one thing // 12 ⋮ my ego's another // 13 ⋮ who's the cute boy with the white sweatshirt - [💋] // 14 ⋮ you do something suspect as cute as bye bye // 15 ⋮ i beg you don't embarrass me motherfucker // 16 ⋮ if that was casual, then i'm an idiot // 17 ⋮ make me juno - [💋] // 18 ⋮ isn't that sweet? // 19 ⋮ heard you're back together // 20 ⋮ tba.. // 21 ⋮ tba..

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[wayfaringstrangxr]

modern verse aphelios headcanons, please?

He was born mute.

He's on high school, softmore year.

He plays bass on a band with Kayn and Talon.

He has a birthmark on his back that looks like a moon.

He also plays guitar and drums, but he prefers the bass.

He's gay and have a massive crush on Kayn.

Him and Alune have matching tattoos.

Him and Alune have signs they developed to speak in codes when there's people around.

[cagesings]

i love beta editor and how it remembers my tags :))

[pxison]

A note for the Vinsmoke Modern!AU: If they are ever severely injured, they must be returned back home to Judge right away and NOT be sent to a hospital in which their genetic modifications would be discovered. If at all possible, this is to be avoided.