#my favorite idiot skater

[lamperts-rokea]

It's headcanon time y'all (except it's Infeced/kspsr and Robloxian lore)

TW! Weight/body types

Kasper is the most gender fluid piece of shit ever. He usually stays male but occasionally he'll look at himself and think, "hm... Boobs". Infected is also gender fluid since he technically shares the same mind-ish.

My whole thought process for Kas/fected was that the virus acts more like a parasite than anything else since it took over both his mind and body, and so people would address it as such. Infected is basically just a separate persona from Kasper, a similar personality to him to try and mimic the thoughts of Robloxians. I thought of it similarly to a Fleshcousin, but instead of just being a doppelganger, Infected is literally just Kasper but downgraded.

Kasper was made in Studio. This means that he can go back in and change his morph at any moment he wants to. That's why he identifies as genderfluid. He has saved presets for what gender he wants to present as for the day.

His full name is Kasper Studios / Infected Studios since technically Roblox Studio is considered his dad.

His female preset has periods because I say so. If she wants to be a girl, then she has to have the full experience :)

Kasper is a very crafty person. He occasionally built on some of the things he has. His makes him alright in Marks book, at least before he caught the parasite. Wallter still found him "unproper" and "too modern" for his tastes, no matter how hard Kas tried to get his approval.

Occasionally he gets Lampert mixed up as a sleeping lamp, so sometimes he'll just try and take a random lamp.

Since Roblox Studios is considered the base of the whole Robloxian world, this makes him a god, and in hindsight, since Kasper is his son, this would also make him a god, or the son of one at least. He has the power to create/remove anyone/thing, but he chooses to not use his power ever since he wanted to live his life as a normal Robloxian.

Roblox is the one who occasionally makes money(in Robux) just fall from the sky for Kas/fected.

He is objectum, no reasoning required.

He is also omnisexual(like pansexual, but you have a preference in gender), and doesn't really care what the gender of whom he dates is. He is the typa person to like how you look, acknowledge it and compliment it, but also value your personality at the same time.

Kas's favorite ice cream flavors are mint with Oreos and cherry sorbet.

He is considered immortal, alongside older gen Robloxians since they have their morph pads to respawn on. Newer gen Robloxians aren't considered immortal because of this reason.

Even though Kas/fected is considered immortal, every time he respawns, he keeps any of the bodily damage done to him in the form of scars. This only works if he experienced physical damage near his skin, not including death from gas or brain/organ damage. This means his body is covered in scars from past experiences. His largest scars are one that scrapes all across his back, and the other near his ribcage. He has tried to remove the scars before, but is unable to for an unknown reason.

Robloxians have a similar anatomy to humans, except the fact that their bodies are shaped to their body pack, like the Robloxian 1.0, 2.0, the R6, R15, etc. despite their body being stuck in this form, they can still grow over or underweight and appear as such. Think of like, the R6 body not being considered overweight, but if they don't watch their weight, they can still grow more fat.

If Kas were to ever be cured from the virus, it would be a long recovery. The parasite would leave the body, meaning Kas would be back to his normal self, but it would leave him weak. He would have to go through a sickness that would be similar to a flu, and even after that was gone, he'd still be dangerously underweight and have to go through some time to recover his body shape. And THEN he would be left with a lot of regrets and mental trauma, so he'll need to rely on the support of his friends to get him through all the guilt and pain. Even then, he would still have occasional episodes where he doesn't feel in control of his own body, as if the parasite was still inside of him. He wouldn't be the same, but over the course of a few years he'll slowly go back to normal, with less and less of these "episodes" happening.

He has High-functioning autism and ADHD, along with anxiety. After he is cured, he'd have diagnosed MPD (Multiple-personality Disorder), and would go through therapy to help cure him of it.

The only reason Kas hasn't been cured by Roblox (he could just go into Kas's files and remove the glitch) is because Roblox "doesn't interfere with destiny", whatever that means.

Despite him barely having any memories with Lampert, Infected still wants to stay close to him, for some reason. He even began to develop a crush for Lampert, not knowing what he n Kasper used to have.

He goes by Kasper, Kas, or Kassi. He doesn't care which one you use, but they're mostly based on what gender he presents himself as for the day.

Agghhh infected I love you so much you're so stupid

(I FORGOT TO ADD THE LAST ONE OOPSIES)

[sequoiathinker]

giggling thinking about the ice skater!au where reader was patrick's partner first but after a nasty fight or maybe bc the coach simply wanted to change things up, reader's new partner is switched art (inspired by this tiktok https://www.tiktok.com/@bella_and_the_beast_/video/7397300646376000799 )

Art steals you from Patrick

Pt.2

You don’t know how excited I am about this!!!! Even though my two ice skater au's take place in different universes l'm going to do this in its own a maybe even make it a thing.

Also, Bella and Ivan gave me the idea for the ice skater in the first place! Art au and I'm happy I'm not the only one who sees it.

Being on the ice used to be your favorite thing in the world, and it couldn't get any better because you were on the ice with your favorite person, but that's different now.

You started skating with a partner, Patrick, when you were a teenager. Patrick was the boy that every girl had a crush on, and for many of those girls, he made their dreams come true until he met you.

Patrick had a crush on you but would never tell anyone because skating was more important than risking his professional relationship with you. However, he would tell his best friend, Art. Art and Patrick have been competing against each other their whole skating careers but were as close as two friends could be. Unfortunately, Art could never beat Patrick no matter how hard he tried, so when Patrick started competing with a partner, it was a relief for him.

The two boys stopped spending as much time as they used to because Patrick was practicing with you at the same time as art, and they both noticed that. So sometimes, if one was free while the other was practicing, they would go and watch one another. But what Art didn't expect was Patrick's new skating partner to be the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

The first time Art met you, he was almost speechless, and when he could speak, he stumbled over his words. Eventually, he was able to introduce himself, but he looked like an idiot the whole time.

You couldn't lie—you thought Art was extremely cute, but you liked Patrick, so you would never go out with Art unless Patrick was out of the picture.

After you met Art, he started showing up to your and Patrick's practice more often, so he was there more often than not. You thought it was because he was Patrick's best friend and loved the sport, and yes, that was true, but there was also more than that.

Art lover watching you skate and how much you loved it.

One day, Patrick didn't show up to practice but didn't tell you or Art that he wasn't coming until you called him. He said he couldn't make it, so Art saw the opportunity and ran with it.

Art had watched you, and Patrick skate so much that he knew your routine by heart. So he offered to step in Patrick's place so you could at least get some practice time in, and because you saw no harm in it, you agreed.

Once you two got on the ice, it felt like you two should have been skating partners instead of Patrick and you. It just felt so right yet so wrong because Art wasn't Patrick. Art was the farthest thing from Patrick as you could get.

Art looked and touched you differently than Patrick did; it felt real. This feeling lasted till you two were done practicing. After packets was over all you could think about was the way after was the way Art looked at you and the way his hands felt on your body. You never felt these things before in your many years of having Patrick as your partner.

After getting off the ice, you started to feel awkward because you knew the grass was greener on the other side, but you didn't even want to truly admit it to yourself.

After that day, you didn't see art for a while because you were low-key hiding from you.

Eventually, you and Patrick got back on the ice together again, and it felt off as much as you tried to ignore it.

It was even to the point where Patrick felt something off as well. You would brush off every time he tried to dig deeper, but you were good at lying to him, so eventually, he stopped.

After you thought you were getting back into a groove with Patrick, Art showed up at one of your practices.

Usually, when Art comes and watches, you typically greet him with a big wave or even a hug, but this time, you stare like a deer in headlights.

You tried your hardest to act like art wasn't there, but it wasn't happening. You kept slipping and messing up and letting your nerves get to you.

You had no idea what you were going to do, but one thing you did know was that you were doomed.

I only have one more request the finish but I need to do some research so please send request my way

[junhannies]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ao3 minsung fic recs

hi hii! here are some of my favorite minsung fics from ao3, i wanted to keep them as a list + share them with you <3 since you can see the tags by clicking the links i won’t categorize them deeply here!

the blue ones are honorable mentions since they are my all time favorites, links are under the cut!

ᡣ𐭩 what if we bought matching turtle shaped mood rings at the aquarium and we were both boys | fwb, virgin hjs, mutual pining, weird lmh

ᡣ𐭩 hoodie season | friends to lovers, straight han jisung, smut

ᡣ𐭩 the sweet salt of peaches | food sex, friends to lovers, cmbyn inspired

ᡣ𐭩 la la lost you | angst w happy ending, friends to lovers, long distance

ᡣ𐭩 until we get there | nerd hjs, dancer lmh, strangers to lovers, virgin hjs, developing relationship

ᡣ𐭩 hands-on learning | tutor lmh, straight hjs, friends to lovers

ᡣ𐭩 the one for me | best friends brother, top hjs, bottom lmh

ᡣ𐭩 don’t blame me | vampire hjs, hunter lmh, enemies to lovers

ᡣ𐭩 we're at the beginning | roommates, friends to lovers, smut

ᡣ𐭩 dancing amongst the flames | ballet lmh, skater hjs

ᡣ𐭩 light me up | childhood friends to lovers, bugs

ᡣ𐭩 seven years | friends to lovers

ᡣ𐭩 so darling, come on in (the water’s fine) | merman minho, human jisung, 5+1

ᡣ𐭩 everything changed (and nothing changed at all) | best friends to lovers, idiots in love, loss of virginity

i hope you enjoy them!! lmk if you want more of these 🩵

[thewonandonly]

21:09 — on that day when i met you, maybe i would rather it never happened to me, the worst of all blessings, the best of all curses, i should stay away from you, but as the saying goes... | ma meilleure ennemie by stromae and pomme — NSFW

seonghwa hands hovered over your hips as you straddled him, his eyes lingering on your midriff, his lashes brushing against his cheek, "i've always hated you." he whispered, his hands brushing against your skin, finding their way under the small crop top, "all that attention you get from coach lee pisses me off."

"touché." you grumbled, your fingers tracing along his abdomen, "i could say the same about you."

seonghwa scoffed, "yeah?" he rolled his eyes, "you've been to nationals, you're a title winner."

"maybe you've just got to start practicing more?" you shrugged, pressing your chest against his bare one, feeling his hands reach your hips once more, "sounds like coach lee doesn't see your potential."

he glared as you kissed at his neck, "just admit it, you've always been the favorite."

you chuckled, running your tongue along his jugular, feeling his breath catch in his throat, "i am." she whispered, "i guess i'm just more marketable than you."

he wrapped his hand around your hair, gently pulling it to look at you; blown out pupils, red and swollen lips — he'd be lying if he didn't think you looked amazing like this. "you're making a career out this, while i'm stuck on the sidelines."

"hwa—"

"don't call me that."

"we're having an intense hatefucking session and you're worried about me calling you hwa?" you chuckled, rolling your eyes, "listen to me, idiot," you started, grabbing his chin with your hand, "i really don't want to say this, but you've forced my hand; you're a great skater, and i admire the way you commit yourself to it." you sighed, "now, stop fishing for compliments before i throw up."

seonghwa furrowed his brows, "that's not attractive."

"haha." you laughed sarcastically, pinching his ear, "now, if you don't mind, can we have some type of foreplay that isn't you being in a bad mood?"

"since you asked so nicely." he smirked, nibbling his bottom lip as he rolled you over onto your back.

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[xoxochb]

percy jackson master list ۰ ۪۪۫۫ · 🌊

blurbs ✧˖°

. don’t blame me love made me crazy

. I was enchanted to meet you

. you are in love, true love

. but I know I had the best day with you today

. morning loneliness comes around when I’m not dreaming about you

. now he’s thinkin’ ‘bout me every night

. I would fall from grace just to touch your face

. do I love him? do I hate him? I guess it’s up and down

. a band aid and a kiss

. when you aim at the devil make sure you don’t miss!!

. kiss it better? part two

. promises part 2

. pro tip: don’t study with your boyfriend!!

. maroon

. sun kissed

. loverboy and hatergirl

. you drew stars around my scars

. like flowers in your hair

. he was a skater boy, she said ‘see you later, boy’

. she was a girl, he was an idiot

. days blend to one

. the little mermaid

. diet pepsi

. the morning after

. certified music addict

. domesticity

. silver soul

. trick r treat

. little miss clumsy

. I can see you

. hot summer nights, mid july

. ocean lovers

. my good looking boy

. this love is ours

. I walked with you once upon a dream

. infirmary’s favorite patient

. birthday offerings

. that one convo

. sunburnt

. assorted berries

. prettiest eyes (ever seen)

. new york city

. guilty as sin? ꨄ︎

. wildest dreams ꨄ︎

. is it a crime to say I still miss you?

. saturdays are for sleeping in (or not) part two

. lavender haze ꨄ︎

. delicate (isn’t it?) ꨄ︎

. midnights like this

. inseparable idiot

. polar bears (or are they?)

. short n sweet ꨄ︎

. types of galaxies

. summer song

. cordiform pizzas just for you!

. hot as hell!

. untitled blurb ꨄ︎

. horror geek of a girlfriend!

. glitch ꨄ︎

. ice cube of a girlfriend

. cabin three

. untitled blurb ꨄ︎

fics ✧˖°

. a moment of warm sun

. looking at you got me thinking nonsense

. all because I liked a boy

. this love left a permanent mark

. to love a soul

. king of my heart

misc (hcs + series) ✧˖°

. sweet tea in the summer

. I’d stop the world and melt with you

. there is thunder in our hearts

. the one (master list) <- authors fav!

. feet on the dashboard, he’s like a poem I wish I wrote!!

. better than the movies (master list)

. random hcs

. untitled untitled 2 untitled 3

. cinnamon girl

. lust for life

. you must like me for me

. that silly tiktok trend

. rainbows, sunshine, and everything nice!

. here comes the sun

. pretty in pink

. wonderland (master list)

[cozymoko]

PERFORM, FOR US.

word count: 1.9k

WARNING(S): slight yandere themes, suggestive behavior

Yandere! Ice Skater x Pianist! Reader ❄

It's freezing, both outside and in. But it's winter so that’s to be expected. While a smooth, chilling breeze nipped at the skin of many, warm blankets shielded the bodies of many more. And before they knew it, the Winter Olympics were just around the corner.

Your fingers twitched above the monochrome keys, itching to play whatever dared enter your mind. A faint hum had just barely buzzed past your sealed lips, reaching the curious ears of the man sitting before you.

This year’s theme: Soft Wonderland

It was strange, you thought so too. But that didn’t stop you from giving it your all. The way you played piano was something otherworldly, and you were just as lucky to have such a skilled skater performing it.

The skater in question was seated directly to your right.

You reached out and lightly flicked his exposed forehead. “What’s with that look; is there something on my face?” Your question was rhetorical, even dripping with a hint of sarcasm; yet it flustered him all the same.

VINCENT hastily shook his head, placing a pale hand on his reddened skin.

You opted to ignore the look of admiration that had painted his sharp features. It didn’t suit him. Not at all. On television, he was a blessing to the eye. Gifted a cold exterior and a face to match. Most of his fans viewed him as the reserved, prince-boyfriend type, who’s protective and well-composed no matter the circumstance. If not for his previous interviews, you could even say he seemed unapproachable. 

Ugh, they couldn’t be more wrong.

Vincent Yves Beaumont is a star in the making. Thief of Hearts and Trophies galore. A real gentleman, who's real easy on the eyes. A prodigy, successfully obtaining more than a handful of awards at the young age of twenty-two. Born in France; raised in Belgium, fluent in at least three languages. That in which has gained him quite the fanbase.

He was amazing, in the eyes of the public. Made to be something phenomenal — a star. Vincent was…he was…

A big fucking baby.

Even now, he rubbed gentle circles into your thigh with the smooth pads of his thumbs. His arm was propped against the edge of the piano-polished frame while his chin rested upon the base of his free hand. He was close, incredibly close. So close that you swore you felt the richness of his cologne tickling your nose: Cinnamon with a hint of pine. The faint remnants of mint mingled within his scent subtly. It was pleasant, but you distanced yourself anyway.

A quick glance at the clock was enough to send your heart spiraling. You only had an hour, sixty fucking minutes, to record all the edits you made on the sheet music before Vincent’s big performance. Although after having an inner monologue, mid-session at that, you truly anticipated nothing less.

“Se concentrer! Nous avons peu de temps.” You scolded. 

'Focus! We don’t have much time.' Those were your exact words, in French at that. Despite it being your first (and his), you only used it when he managed to annoy you. Unfortunately, that was arguably his favorite pastime.

Why did this irk you so? One might ask. And luckily, there’s a simple answer to this unbelievably idiotic question. It’s the Olympics for crying out loud and this childish fucker was going to be representing you! Sure, you didn’t doubt his abilities; he had quite the talent. But still, you never worked well under pressure. You have a whole reputation to uphold!

You were a composer, after all. A damn good one at that. For only being twenty-six, you easily retained the talent of someone well into their sixties. You spent most of your early twenties frolicking alongside plenty of well-renowned figure skaters; Vincent being one of them. You had won a handful of awards along the way, along with plenty of generous deals.

Meaning, that everyone had high expectations for you.

A soft chuckle breezed by your ears. It was deep but just the right amount. If you hadn’t known better, then you’d say your viable hysteria amused him. Hmph, What a sadist.

“I am,” He grins earnestly. “I promise.”

Maybe you’d believe him, just this once. You were even tempted to give him the benefit of the doubt. But when he snaked his arm around your waist, all your hope when flying out the window. Then again, you didn’t have much of it anyway. “Vincent, get off of me you pervert.”

“Noo, You’re my lucky charm, I need you in order to perform well tonight.” The brunette whined into the crook of your neck, his nimble fingers toying with the fabric of your wool sweater.

Vincent shifted practically all his weight on you, causing you to go tumbling off the side of the wooden piano stool. You wrap your arms around him for support, refusing to acknowledge the sinful sound that slipped past his rosy lips. For fucks sake, he acts like a virgin.

Then, as if he couldn’t get any closer, leaned in and gently ran his tongue along the shell of your ear - like a cat in heat. Vincent’s pretty lips tug into a subtle smirk, purring, “If I win first place, will you reward me, Mon cœur?”

Never mind, definitely not a virgin!

Your heart was drumming against your chest, cheeks flushing at the man’s proximity. Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck!!! What were you supposed to do? He’s getting far too close for this to even possibly be appropriate, not to mention he called you “his love”. 

You shrug him away weakly, just barely maintaining your composure. Vincent slightly loosened his hold on you, only to meet your gaze. Half-lidded eyes, blessed with long and full lashes. His chin rested on your chest, his hair tickling your exposed clavicles.  His cheeks adorned a deeper shade of red, as though just the sight of you was managing to rile him up. This alone was euphoric.

“Please, [Name].”

God, he looked shameful. What a perv.

Using all of your strength, you push him out of the room, slamming the door right in his face. “Go get dressed, damn it!” You managed to scream through rigid breaths. This was no longer your problem — Vincent was no longer your problem. This was an issue for Hualing — his makeup artist; or Enlai — his stylist. 

For that fact, you were grateful.

“Fuck, I only have thirty minutes left!”

After dropping the CD, you hailed a cab to take you back. Your lungs were screaming for air; your back practically collapsing in on itself. At this point, you were positive that the only thing keeping you from quitting it all was a shit ton of stress and adrenaline. But just as you were about to unlock the door, a loud DING echoed through the hotel's vacant halls.

Hesitantly, you opened it.

MR. ALWAYS ON TIME (VINCENT’S COACH):

Hey, [Name]! Just so you know, Beaumont won’t be the first performer today….

▷ delivered 19:34

To your delight (and vexation), Vincent would be the third performer of the night. “Gee, thanks,” You replied. That definitely would’ve been great to know earlier.

That evening, you were able to put those extra minutes to good use. You’d cleaned up rather nicely, compelling those around you to compliment your attire. They’d never guess you were an absolute wreck not even forty-five minutes ago.

You greeted his coach with a curt nod, before sitting a few seats down from him. Due to your reputation, others were quick to offer you seats closer to the front. And there was no chance in hell you were going to decline.

You learn back in your cushioned seat, blasting soft classical music over the booming voices of those around you. From what you knew, Vincent should be on any minute now and ready to—

“AHHH!!!” 

You sigh, “I spoke too soon.”

Squeals that mimicked pigs and spoiled children tore through your ears (and sanity). It was loud, so loud that not even your headphones could withstand its volume. You reach to massage your temples, peeling your eyes open to try to focus on the man before you.

Once on stage, he bowed to the judges before adjusting his posture, allowing the bright stage lights to catch the purple shimmers decorating his uniform. His smile commanded the audience’s attention; seemingly genuine with deep dimples pooling at its sides. Full, ebony strands parted and combed out his eyes.

Cat-like, hazel eyes flicker over the vast audience; left to right, side to side. In search of something - or rather someone. The star was quick to find you, watching him with a certain regard that made his heart flutter. He felt light, under your gaze. It burned him, like a flame nipping away at frostbitten fingers. Hungry, craving more than what should suffice. 

A feverish smile tugged at the corners of his rosy lips, one he didn’t bother to hide from the public. Vincent still acted like a young schoolgirl in your presence. Despite meeting you all those years ago. Despite being your fan as long as he can remember.

“Now for the star you’ve been waiting for, the heartthrob of a century…Vincent Yves Beaumont! ”

Gliding along the sleek ice like a Blue Jay spreading its feathered wings. Vincent’s movements showed a feeling of contentment and even bliss. Each quad looked like mere child’s play as he landed them, perfect without the tiniest flaw. Each turn was perfect as though he was programmed to perfection. Each and every axel he executed pulled a series of silent cheers from the crowd.

The skater nearly rolled his eyes, for he couldn’t finish his choreo fast enough. He didn’t want to pretend like he enjoyed being down here, at least a hundred feet away. He didn’t want to compete for something as insignificant as a medal when he could have your love as a prize instead. But he did it in a heartbeat…for you.

Nothing mattered if it wasn’t for you. 

If not for you, this career meant nothing.

The fame didn’t matter if you weren’t experiencing it with him.

He wanted you - No, needed you.

And he’d fucking have you too.

You hum in realization as the last three lines of your song carried through the wind. Vincent’s performance was coming to an end. Landing his final quad loop, smoothly transitioning into a back-counter triple counter. His choreo had ended, and with it your song. He bowed once more, drowning in a sea of applause that engulfed the stadium.

Roses, Peonies, whatever you could think of was thrown in the ring. Yet, Vincent didn’t bother to acknowledge one. His eyes were locked on you, yours on him. You gave him a friendly wave, and to your surprise, he did not reciprocate it. That in itself was weird.

Now, you may not be a genius but the look in his eyes was far from normal. Everyone’s precious star, Vincent, was staring at you like a lion watching its prey. If you hadn’t known any better you thought he’d be already trying to pounce on you at that very moment. Hah, and you’re not wrong! He could hardly strain the animalistic urge to take you home and finally make you his.

That’s when it hit you, you’ve never seen him lose a competition. So that “deal” you made earlier was getting closer and closer to becoming reality. And something told you he wasn’t going to let you go~!

“Fuck me, bro.”

[crow-talks-hockey]

Got any thoughts on McDavid and MacKinnon and how weirdly alike they seem to be

SOSOSOSOSOWOWOWOWOOWOSOSOSOSOSOSOKFHGRGKWGJWWGJAIG SO MANY YEAH

kkkkkkkkkkk. whooo. alr. i'm calm. here ye go

starting with mack: HAS won. passionate, fierce, quick to anger. more of an all around player than a point/goal getter - not to say that the latter is a bad thing, it's just he's different in that way. he's a fucking horse. a bull in the china shop if you will. but he's also SUCH a fucking goober. he isn't afraid to say exactly what he means in as few words as possible, no matter who he's speaking to. he is filled with so so much ferocious adoration and fanboyism i'm fully in love :) oh yeah and he's a fucking fridge of a man too. there's that.

now connor: somehow someway has NOT won and imma cry about it until he does cos it makes me depressed that he's never been given the right team around him to go far. timid, gentle leader with a soft heart and even kinder eyes. more of the point getter out of the two, which i believe does make him just that hair better than nate. more on that, is also his style i think. he cuts through you like you're not even there. he's more elegant of a skater (whereas nate is more of a power forward; he gallops, not glides) which helps make his blatant speed easier to see. he is also a goober like nate but in different ways. he gives more long answers and tends to joke a little more with reporters (curtesy of leon no doubt) when they ask stupid questions lmao. he is so comfortingly loving and just a haunted and sweet little being. built lean and agile just like his play <3

and finally, both!! : COMPETITIVE AS HELLLLLLLLLLLL 🥶🙏🔥 sid crosby obsession/crush/idolatry. ginger genetics (nate's beard for reference, and connor's hair+beard. fight me. connor is ginger). dry ass humor and tone 24/7, like, these fuckers could be having the time of their lives and sound like they either a) just rolled out of bed or b) want to pass away from fear/rage. and lastly. they're both so damn good at hockey it's not even funny anymore. no one even comes close to their talent as forwards in my opinion. they're just. uncontested.

anyway there's my compartmentalized thoughts on my favorite freaks :3 if i can leave you with one last thought it's simply this: these idiots are in love in my mind and no one is gonna change that. they should KI- 🤭

[aheony]

I was asked to do a post about my ruikasa aus! i used to have more, but some kinda died so i’m going to give my favorites and (begrudgingly) some ruicest ships (because i love them)

for @lilykasaposts who so graciously asked me (held me at gunpoint) to rant about them!

before i start, i’d like to mention that i address these characters by their au names rather than rui and tsukasa! this differentiates them more and makes me happy!

first off! my babies,, i could do an entire post about them alone i love them so dearly…

cybertartine!

cyber of course is my rui! wealthy due to his occupation, he is a vigilante-hitman that works on his own accord as well as client commissioned hits! he is seen as an enemy of the state and is a well renowned criminal, yet manages to get away with it!

my tsukasa; the kindhearted tartine is an online uni student that works hard and keeps to himself! sweet and earnest, he enjoys his video games and tending to his house plants! (he is loosely based off of feskasa, and has the same homey vibe!)

these two cute little idiots fall for each other pretty quickly, having gotten together the day after they met. they meet at the park, cyber minding his own business while tartine is having difficulty finding his keys that he had lost in the grass. being asked to help, cyber finds them, and they exchange numbers, texting each other when they get home!

they chat for a bit, and meet for ice cream and coffee the next day, going back to tartine’s place. they hang out for a while until cyber decides to take a shower (creative, i know) and triggers a gay panic for tartine when he comes out of the bathroom lol

he sits down on the couch, and tartine dries his hair. then, they share their first kiss! (they are very fluffy, and have lots of hurt/comfort potential)

next, my sweet darlings how silly they are

geoskates!

geologist is a sweet, heavyset himbo-type character that knows nothing of the idol industry. he’s a huge nerd for his rocks, and absolutely adores skater and his performances. he’s not as dense as you’d think, being rather smart when he’s not confused or aloof in his own world! he also doesn’t treat skater like an idol at all, just loving him for who he is! he also often forges jewelry as a hobby, creating accessories for his partner!

skater is a skateboarding live streamer/idol who performs with nova who is their haruka! they often perform together or hang out on off time. he tends to surprise geologist often, either spooking him or flustering him in an attempt to get a funny reaction. he listens to his goober partner’s rambling and gives him front row seats at each concert! skater is also a little bit of a loser, often failing epically yet still being excited about it.

these two meet due to geologist being a dumbass little spatially unaware goober, wandering onto skater and nova’s private beach while searching for shells. he fails to notice them for a while, so focused on the shells and stones he found. once he finally picks up his head, he meets the two, being asked how he had found the beach.

confused, geologist explains how he was on a public beach, but seemed to have wandered too far. they ask about the rocks he has, and geologist shows them to skater, immediately enamored. taking a liking to him, skater gives geologist a ticket to his next show. having no idea what this entails, and assuming it was a small gig, geologist is absolutely baffled by the large stadium he had front row seats in.

these two will often hang out together at skate parks or the beach, enjoying each other’s company and practicing for future shows!

these next ones aren’t as fleshed out as the first two, but i love them all the same!

hinadreamer

dreamer is a kindhearted dreamkeeper that can visit and mend troublesome dreams. he himself cannot dream, but he can enter and manipulate the dreams of others. he doesn’t like to disturb the chemistry of others’ dreams, but he enjoys visiting hina in his in order to relax. due to his abilities, dreamer can also speak many languages in order to communicate with those who don’t speak english while they slumber.

hina is a princely magic user with many types of magic such as healing, wind and bard magic! he is very strong for his petite size, able to crush another’s hands with his own. the way hina’s magic works is heavily based off of other media, his healing kisses being taken from steven universe, his wind magic from wendy (fairy tail), and his bard magic that of raine whispers! he also has a deerfox tail and horns which is based off of hilda.

these become shorter as i continue lol here’s the ruicest i guess

villaineko!

to the point! villain is devil’s manner rui, a powerful demon from the demon realm. he can bestow curses, claiming souls of those who are in debt, and cursing bad luck upon those who cannot pay their debt. he is rather stoic, showing little to no emotion, but when he does, his facial expression doesn’t change. he has a crow motif, sporting a feathered tail and a few birdlike tendencies.

neko of course is nyansei rui (aa subarashiki nyansei), is a silly street cat that functions on two braincells, and doesn’t understand a single thing that villain does. he tags along being sweet and silly, never far behind his favorite demon. neko is often a bit ragged, messy or hungry, but he is always treated and fed. sometimes he’ll smarten up if necessary, but otherwise he’s just a goober!

silly information: when at home, (or when villain is drunk) villain will sometimes preen neko’s hair like a bird would its feathers. this is an affectionate gesture showing that he loves and trusts him! he doesn’t do this often, but it means a lot when he does!

that’s about the end of my post!

if there’s anything you’d like to hear more about, or have elaborated on (or if i remember any ships i forgot about)

please ask! and i shall rant more!!

i wrote a lot but i can promise you this does not fully sum up any of these pairings.

[rikeijo]

Today’s translation #786

Spoon 2Di vol. 21 Toyonaga Toshiyuki x Suwabe Jun'ichi interview

Part 8.

-- When we have interviewed you before, Toyonaga-san, you said, that Popovich was your favorite, but has that changed for you?

Toyonaga: As expected, it's still Popovich. The scene in episode 6., in which Popovich jumps, just as he says the line 'I'm the Evil Witch...!' of his monologue made me laugh so much I had tears streaming down my cheeks (laugh). Other than him, the character that is on my mind is Minami Kenjiro - he was so cute in that scene in episode 5., in which he celebrates after he finished skating his program, that I've become a fan. And as the story progressed in its second half, I really started to like Emil Nekola, too. Because, that he's kind of an idiot, for good or for bad, makes him very interesting to watch (laugh).

Suwabe: He's quite a frivolous playboy, isn't he? The impression you get watching him is a lot different, compared to what is written down in his character settings.

Toyonaga: In his character introduction, it says that he's a gentleman, but I think that he may be in fact the most frivolous playboy in the show. He's the guy that proposed: 'Let's go clubbing after the competition is over!", after all. But the truth is that every skater has a very unique and charming personality! JJ's 'Mamo-chan (Miyano Mamoru) style' is amazing (laugh).

Suwabe: There are so many settings stuffed in JJ. Like, 'too much elements!" And Christophe Giacometti is quite a terrific character, too. During voice over recording, Chris' program involved much more moaning, but it was significantly cut down in the version that was aired. It seems that his extra-rich Eros was not appropriate for TV (laugh).

Toyonaga: He would raise the rating to R18.

Suwabe: Maybe in the Blu-ray/DVD edition, we will see his performance in full... I don't know (laugh). But really, every character is so charming and has a unique personality. I'm sure you'll find here at least one guy that will touch your heartstrings!

[Note: Just for Chris' VA, Yasumoto Hiroki, I need to make subtitles to audio commentary, because if you haven't heard it yet, you really need to... Because his commentary and the way he chats with Mitsurou about Chris and having sex with water is just so hilarious. Yasumoto-san's attitude is just... ❤️‍🔥

[mordredsheart]

Nixe’s Top 10 Films Of 2024!

in chronological viewing order, including both new and new-to-me films from this year.

01. Poor Things

My empathy is creeping towards what I would describe a contemptuous rage.

I decided to go through my top 10 chronologically and start here, because, wow, did I end up having a hell of a lot to say about this one!

The actual craft of the film speaks for itself. I’ve loved Yorgos Lanthimos since The Favourite, and loved Emma Stone for over a decade of my life. Willem Dafoe might just be my second favorite cinematic Frankenstein now (following the protagonist of another film that will shortly appear on this list).

There are actually so many layers to the dialogue with Frankenstein here, which was one of my favorite aspects. Godwin and Bella move through a fascinating exchange of roles, with both of them at various points serving as the maker and the monster. Bella’s relationship, such as it is, with Godwin’s assistant carries through the same switchy mirror dynamic on Victor Frankenstein and Elizabeth Lavenza.

My father once told me, “Always carve with compassion.” He was a fucking idiot, but it’s not bad advice.

Bella’s costumes were another particular highlight for me, rocketing me back to my own young adulthood circa 2012 and all the contradictions therein. Her short petticoats look like my flimsy fast-fashion skater skirts, too short to be modest, but too feminine to be threatening. Her Victwardian boots reminded me of the high-heeled combat boots I lived in through college, all attempted coolness and edginess tempered by that contortion of the foot that generations before me fought to make non-obligatory for women trying to move through the world. Which brings me to my next point.

Kiss me and set me forth. If you do not, Bella’s insides shall turn rotten with hate.

The conversation surrounding this movie made me feel, not to put too fine a point on it, insane. It got so bogged down in the question of sex negativity versus sex positivity, and much has been made of the “sexy baby” problem. To me, those criticisms miss the forest for the trees. Men are happy to take advantage of Bella and her child’s brain, and, at first, Bella - ignorant and only able to make sense of it through the reactions of her body - is happy with those circumstances, too. But, as her intelligence develops and matures, and she begins to think for herself and see the world in her own way, she is met with disgust, horror, and outrage. The men who embraced her while her ignorant sexuality suited them chide and condemn her as soon as she starts expressing it in ways offensive to the patriarchy. Naturally, Bella reacts in the only logical way - with annoyed bafflement! Bodies *should* be neutral things. Sex *should* be a neutral act. Bella is evolved enough to see that; the problem is that the society she lives in - and the men who dominate it - are not.

(You’re always reading now, Bella. You’re losing some of your adorable way of speaking.) I am a changeable feast. As are all of we.

There was a lot of debate over whether this was a feminist film or not, but it goes beyond that, too. Bella is a person, an autonomous, rational living thing. It’s men who name her a woman and it’s men who try to punish her when she refuses to move through the world in accordance with the designation they foisted upon her. Bella flatly refuses to be made in anyone’s image except her own, the image she strives to freely cultivate from her personal experience, uninhibited by flimsy constructs. As she puts it...

We are all on a ship and cannot escape. And there is a world to enjoy, traverse, circumnavigate.

But Bella does escape (evade, transcend), in time. So may we all.

[dvrcos]

ok so I'm giving a bunch of qs for the character ask game except I'll give 2 characters

Kevin day and Aaron minyard (bet u didn't see that one coming did u)

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

10. Could you be best friends with this character?

11. Would you date this character?

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

13. What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot?

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

16. What's your least favorite ship for this character?

17. What's a ship for this character you don't hate but it's not your favorite that you're fine with?

19. How about a relationship they have in canon that you don't like?

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to ths character? Something you don't like?

23. Favorite picture of this character?

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

Hmm might send more abt other characters if I feel like it

Thank you anon I love a chance to rant about these two idiots endlessly <3

1. Like/dislike about the character

Aaron: he’s genuinely such a complex character and I think that’s what drew me to him initially like this boy has so much going on but desperately pretends like he doesn’t

Kevin: he is canonically a fucking bitch and I can’t help but love that

2. Favorite canon thing

Aaron: I think right now all of his commentary in the first book is my favorite canon thing about him like he’s such a snarky asshole. Like genuinely the scene where Neil pours the water on the ground and then throws the glass at Aaron and Aaron just goes “mature” lives rent free in my head forever and always

Kevin: “I’ve never been skiing before” and then immediately having a panic attack

3. Least favorite thing

Aaron: internalized homophobia womp womp

Kevin: dating a Raven womp womp (i don’t hate Thea literally at all I just don’t like that he stays with another Raven but that is my opinion)

4. Them in a different pieces of media

Aaron: this is most definitely recency bias but The Maze Runner bc he would fit in with those assholes too well (him and gally would be besties)

Kevin: Harry Potter/the marauders feels like the right answer but it also feels lame as fuck (I can also see him in the maze runner as well)

6. Something you have in common with this character

Aaron: Scorpio <3

Kevin: I am also a little bitch sometimes

7. Favorite fanon thing

(Me trying to remember what’s canon and what’s fanon)

Aaron: him with a lip ring and also being a little skater boy

Kevin: the similarities between him and Wymack for sure

8. Least favorite fanon thing

Aaron: I will never stand for aaron micheal minyard hate

Kevin: and I will never stand for kevin day hate either

(I just don’t get how you could hate these assholes like yes they suck that’s the whole point)

9. Could you be roommates with them?

Aaron: maybe I don’t think we’d talk to each other and idk if I could handle that

Kevin: tbh yeah probably

10. Would you be best friends with them?

Aaron: I think we’d be acquaintances at best

Kevin: absolutely not

11. Would you date them?

Aaron: yeah I think whatever he did to swoon Katelyn would work on me as well

Kevin: I would have a raging crush on him but I could not stand his personality irl (I say that with all of the peace and love)

12. My headcanons for them

Aaron: he has terrible circulation and is always cold and has chronic migraines (this is me projecting) and he is a chronic clothing stealer when it comes to his partners clothes (cough cough kevin)

Kevin: he always tries to sign with team in or near cities where the other foxes are located because he doesn’t know how to function without being near his people (cough cough aaron)

13. An emoji that represents them/one they would use frequently

Aaron: 🤓/😐 or 🥱 (he is bored with you !!!)

Kevin: 🫠/🙂 (he doesn’t know it’s passive aggressive at first but uses it excessively after finding out)

14. A fashion aesthetic for them

Aaron: he will always have an early 2000s skater boy aesthetic to me

Kevin: elevated basic featuring a lot of PSU and USC merch

15. Favorite ship for this character

(I don’t even know if I have to say it)

Aaron & Kevin: kevaaron forever and always

16. Least favorite ship with these characters

Aaron: idk honestly I feel like I don’t see many Aaron ships outside kateaaron and kevaaron (I’m pretty sure andrew/aaron exists out there somewhere and I’m choosing to ignore it for my own peace bc hate is not a strong enough work)

Kevin: Kevin/Riko

17. Ship with them I don’t hate but don’t mind

Aaron: Aaron/Jean like I see the vision I just cannot get behind it

Kevin: Kevin/Robin like I don’t mind it at all I just also do not get it but I also don’t know anything about Robin

19. Their canon relationships I don’t like

Aaron: I do like kateaaron and that’s the only canon Aaron relationship (unless I’m dumb and have forgotten but oh well)

Kevin: Kevin/Thea I am so sorry I cannot rally behind you

20. Ideal best friend for this character

Aaron: MATT MOTHERFUCKIN BOYD BABY

Kevin: Andrew and Neil are perfect

I also think they would be very good friends if they gave each other a chance and got to know each far away from Exy bc I think they’d get along and have a lot in common but they have such varying opinions on the thing most of their lives revolve around

22. What I like/don’t like in fics about these characters

Aaron: I don’t like when he blindly hates the other foxes (especially Neil and Andrew) in post-canon fics like his relationships with them are complicated but not blind hate and I love when he’s competitive and also I love when writers delve into his past addiction and trauma and let him heal

Kevin: I love love love to see him get to be nerdy or talk about his other interests outside of Exy and I don’t like when he is like a crazy health nut womp womp

23. Favorite picture (fanart) of this character

Aaron: this art altered my brain chemistry to the fullest extent of that phrase

Kevin: this one and this one tbh even though I don’t really ship kevneil

24. What characters from my other fandoms do they remind me of

Aaron: regulus black

Kevin: maybe remus lupin idk kevin day you are an anomaly my little disaster boy

25. My first impression vs now

Aaron: I was really fucking confused by the Twinyard switch the first time and now he is my fucking baby live laugh Aaron Minyard

Kevin: I thought he was the love interest for most of the first book until I looked up andriel LMAO and now he is babygirl and I love him so much (even more so after reading TSC)

Thank you again for letting me rant about these stupid little idiots I adore <3

Character ask game here

[calyxthenerd]

Group Vacation Surprises

Let’s take a look at how our favorite skaters and musicians are handling sharing rooms and a glimpse of their first day of vacation together, shall we?

Previous Chapter | Next Chapter

“So, which bed do you want?” Violetta questioned

“Um…” ‘How do I tell her I’ll probably just sneak off to the room my girlfriend’s in as soon as she falls asleep?’ “You can pick”

“Okay, so the one by the window is mine, but since I chose the bed, you can take the closet, I organized my outfits inside my suitcase anyways”

“Thank you! That’s really sweet! If you want, you can borrow some of my stuff too, I’m a really big fan of your work, by the way!”

“Thank you! It’s always good to meet fans!”

On the room next door

“Man, so good to bunk with someone I know, no offense to Simón’s cousin’s friends, but it would be really awkward to share with total strangers, y’know?” Pedro thought out loud, throwing himself in the bed closest to the door

“I totally get it, obviously I would’ve preferred to share with my bro, but I’d pick you over a stranger any day” replied Gastón, laying his suitcase on the bed and starting to unpack

On the other side of the hallway

“Don’t worry ‘Talia, you go make sure your girlfriend doesn’t murder her roommate, I’ll unpack your stuff” Marco reassures his friend

“Thanks Mar, if I’m not back in an hour, call an ambulance” Naty kisses his cheek and bolts out the door

A few doors over

“Geez, how many bows do you own? Please tell me you brought your entire collection” Ámbar exclaims, stupefied

“Pffft, no way, this is not even a third of it, these are just the ones I like to bring on vacation” Francesca answers, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world

“…And they call me a psycho” the blonde mumbles

On the room bellow them

“So, you like rap too?” Asks the shorter boy, unpacking his caps

“Yeah, I’m the best at it there is” answers the taller one, laying his skates by the door

“Cool…” Maxi was not impressed

Two doors from them

“So, half the hair gel for me and half for you?” Asked vest-wearing Italian #1

“Sounds good, also, what’s up with that other guy who looks exactly like you?” Questioned the redeemed asshole

“I honestly have no idea, and I’m too scared to question it, so I just pretend it’s not happening”

“You know what? Fair”

Two floors up

“You look really similar to my friend’s girlfriend and her twin sister, you know?” Says the moonchild

The hippie’s eyes widen “Oh, I know exactly who you’re talking about, they both wanted to join a band so they pretend to be one person and then two guys from the band fell in love with them, which caused chaos and ended with the other guy falling from the stage?”

Luna furrows her eyebrows “Yeah… how did you know?”

The redhead grins sheepishly “Because those are my younger sisters, Eva and Ada, and that whole thing was kinda my idea”

“WHAT???? My best friend almost got seriously hurt because of it!”

“I know, and I’m sorry, but I had no way of knowing all that stuff was gonna happen!!”

A few feet away from this conflict

“So…”

“So…”

“You’re a solist right?”

“Yup”

“And you’re Italian?”

“Uhum”

“And you wear vests everywhere?”

“Yeah”

“And your girlfriend has some form of space motif?”

“Yes”

“And you’re a cocky idiot?”

“Ask my girlfriend about the nickname she gave me when we first met”

“… And your name is not Federico Paccini?”

“I’m pretty sure I know what my name is, I had it since I was born”

“I’m sorry, it’s just… you’re identical”

In the room next to this identity crisis

“So, I made this list with the best tourist spots around here, mayeb we can go with the girls? Or maybe as couples, but I guess for you it’s the same because your girlfriend is also our friend and-“

“Nina, Nina, relax, for now, let’s just unpack, and I promised Simón that later we would take our guitars to the beach and have a jam session together”

“Oh, okay, I guess I’m gonna check if Gastón wants to go check out the museum with me”

The singer smiled gently “I’m sure he’ll love to geek out over old stuff with you”

Down the hall

“So you’re a bassist?”

“No, I’m Andres”

“Yeah, I got your name, I’m asking if you play the base?”

“You stole my name???! Just like those faeries I read about!!!!”

“No, I mean- Screw it, I’m not dealing with this” and he sets to start unpacking

On the next room over

“Since I know you’re going to take up the whole closet, the bed near the window is mine, and don’t start with the speech about needing to wake up to sunlight, because you’re going to sneak in with me in the middle of the night anyways”

“You know me so well!” says the redhead, jumping on her girlfriend’s arms, making them both fall on the bed

“Okay, Jazzy, now get off, we need to unpack”

“Can’t I just have that nice curly haired lady downstairs do it?”

“Jazmin! That’s another guest! She doesn’t work here!”

“With the way she was dressed, you’d never notice”

A few doors over there’s a noticeable beat of Samba coming out

Simón groans, covering his head with a pillow “Can you please turn the music down? I’m trying to sleep here!”

“Irmão! Why would you want to sleep! There’s a beautiful day out there! We have beaches! The sun! Music!”

“I know, I know, I know!! I grew up here, I know how it is, but right now, I need to sleep, so please, turn it down!”

And then there was fighting a few doors down

“Those pastels of yours make me puke”

“It’s better than your red and black shit”

“Whatever! The bed near the door is mine!”

“No, I want that one!”

“Ugh, Fine, I’m only staying with you until my girlfriend says she’s ready anyways” she connects her phone to a small speaker and starts playing metal music, and Ludmila gets ready to lunge at her, but Naty opens the door on the nick of time and grabs her girlfriend before she can get to the goth

“Lu, don’t, remember the last time, Diego had to pay for it, and he promised that if it happened again, he would leave you there to rot”

Ludmila is panting, but recovers, straightens her back and says “Nat, tell Marco that he’d better leave the room to us if he doesn’t want to witness anything that might scar him for life”

“On it” the curly haired one starts fiddling with her phone as they both leave the room

In front of the hotel

“Simón, are you sure it’s a good idea to leave with our phones on silent? I mean, the only references they have besides you are Luna, who is probably going to be busy with a certain Italian boyfriend of hers and Emilia, who is probably not going to be a big help, if she doesn’t go AWOL to make out with Ámbar on the beach somewhere” Yam rambles

“Don’t worry, they’ll be fine, besides, there’s Nina, who’s whole thing is worrying about everyone”

“Yeah… she’s going to be busy for the next few hours too, she said something about a museum date with Gastón”

“Okay, so what if they don’t have any one who knows the city or is responsible enough to look after them? They’re all legally adults! I’m sure it’ll be fine! C’mon! I’m gonna take you to one of my favorite spots! I always went there to get inspiration for my songs!” And he drags her away into the city

Soon two people replace them in that same spot

“Where is Marco?! We set a very specific time to be here so he could show us the city!” cried the antsy Italian

“Calm down, Preciosa, I’m sure he’s alm-“

“I’m here! I’m here!” wheezed the Mexican “sorry I’m late, I got stuck unpacking mine and Naty’s stuff so she could rescue Ludmila’s roommate from her post-flight crankiness and then they got back and kicked me from the room, probably to have a… moment”

“Okay, it doesn’t matter, can we go now? I really want to meet your home!!” said the bow lover

“You do know I’m from Mexico City, right?” says the laidback musician, starting to guide his partners into the city

Right after they left, two other people zoomed out of the lobby, barely escaping getting berated by hotel staff

“So, Chico Fresa, ready to experience Cancun from a local’s point of view?”

“With you? Always” and they skated away until they were out of sight

And out walked yet another pair of people

“Come onnnnn! I want to go to the amusement park!” cried the polo-clad Argentinian

“But there’s a killer party just two blocks from here!” countered his Brazilian companion

“Fine, but only because you’re funny at parties” he relents, letting himself get dragged away, just as a couple comes out of the building

“I’m still not convinced it was a good idea to let those two go off on their own, I mean, Broduey and Andres? last time they were left by themselves I had to pick them up at the hospital in Berlin” sighed the exhausted Mexican

“I’m sure it’ll be fine, but we have to get moving or we’ll miss our reservation, don’t forget I’m wearing heels today, so we can’t walk too fast”

“Who said anything about walking” just as he finishes talking, a carriage appears, with a horse and flowers around the edges and all

“You really never get tired of making me fall in love with you, do you?”

“Never. now, m’lady” he helps her onto the vehicle, before climbing in himself and giving the charioteer directions

Just after they leave, a pair of blondes run out, holding hands

“I rented a boat, in that same place we went the first time we were here together, that way we can go back, but without the part of throwing your cousin’s skates into the ocean and having to jump in to grab them”

“Sounds perfect, Em, let’s go” and they go off holding hands towards the docks

After them, four people come out together

“So, I mapped out all of the best boutiques and we can hit them all before dinner if we’re fast!”

“I’m sorry Jaz, I have something I need to do, but I’ll let you borrow Pedro to carry your stuff! And Nico too, but then that’s not for me to choose, gotta go, bye” says the black haired girl, before rushing off

“Hey! Delfi! Where are you going??” yells her boyfriend, but she’s already outside of hearing range, calling for a cab

“That was weird, anyways, come on boys! We have a long evening of shopping ahead of us!” She grabs them both by the wrist and drags them off to the nearest clothes’ store, as they both groan

Then comes out another duo

“So, I hear that a few blocks away there’s a cool band playing, wanna check it out?” Ask the cap wearing boy

“Sure, let’s go” replies his Italian friend, and they leave

Out comes another couple

“And I found this amazing museum with a bunch of props from sci-fi movies, do you want to go see it?”

“Is water wet? Of course I want to go! Specially with you!” says the Spaniard, dragging his girlfriend to go find a ride

“Actually, that saying is wrong because water itself is not wet, but rather what makes things wet and-“ they slowly walk further and further from the hotel as she rambles on

Out comes yet another pair

“So, I heard there’s a pretty cool Karaoke place in the next neighborhood, I was thinking, since your girlfriend is not here, you’d want to sing a few songs with me?” asks the rapper

“Sure, we haven’t sung anything together in a while an-“

They are interrupted by another presence, that decides to jump on Ramiro’s back “Fellow redhead! tall guy! where are you going? Can I join you?”

“Get off! What the hell?” Protests the alternative boy

“Sure, the more, the merrier” says the shorter one

“Cool! Tall guy? Can I?” asks the girl again, still hanging from his back

“Fine, I guess you can go” he resigns to carrying her, leading his friend to get a cab

“Wohoo!! Adventure!!” hollers the hippie, as they begin their journey

[ryuzakemo128]

Stranger Things Incorrect Quotes Part Eight

Part one / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven

Dividers Used: Link

Masterlist

Eddie, talking about Steve: Is this a friend of yours, Marianna? Marianna: Kind of? Not really. He's in my life and there's nothing I can do about it.

Steve: Hello all, it is I, your favorite person. Marianna: Actually, Eddie is my favorite. Steve: Okay then, it is I, that bitch.

Eddie: *yawns* Marianna: Yeah, being that pretty must be tiring. Eddie: Then you must be exhausted. Steve: Will you two shut up? Some of us are lonely.

Steve: We’re playing Scrabble. It’s a nightmare. Eddie: Scrabble? Scrabble’s great. Steve: Not when you’re playing with Marianna, it’s not. She puts words like “ephemeral” and I put “dog.”

Marianna: The first time I ever got upset in front of Steve, he put his arms around me. It was so awkward that I had to ask them if he were hugging me or reaching for something on the shelf behind me. Steve: I was doing both, for your information. Eddie: The first time Steve hugged me, it was such a disaster we didn’t make eye contact for, like, a week after.

Eddie: So Marianna sneezed earlier today and I accidentally said 'shut the fuck up' instead of 'bless you'. Steve: How do you accidentally say 'shut the fuck up'?

Marianna: So... This is my full potential? Eddie: Yes. Marianna: So, then it's... Eddie: All downhill from here. Marianna: Like Steve. Eddie: I do not know what this Steve is. But it sounds disappointing.

Steve: The clock is ticking! We don't have time for this asinine tomfoolery! Marianna: This unmitigated poppycock? Eddie: Extravagant hogwash! Steve: Okay, stop.

Eddie: What happened to Steve? Marianna: He died. Eddie: He what? Marianna: He died, but he's okay. Eddie: …Can you please clarify? Steve: Clarification is for the weak.

Eddie, looking through his clothes: Has anyone seen my top? Steve: Marianna's in the kitchen.

Eddie: A party is a celebration of a life, bringing people together to let the guest of honor know how much she is loved. Marianna has done so much for us. This is our chance to do something for her. Steve: By forcing her to have fun at a party that she doesn’t want to be at? Eddie: I knew you’d understand.

Marianna: Enough! How dare you mock me in such a manner!? Eddie: Well. How would you like me to mock you? I take requests.

Eddie: I wasn’t that drunk. Marianna: You colored my face with a highlighter because you said I was important. Eddie: BECAUSE YOU ARE!

Marianna: Stop failing. Eddie: Don’t tell me what to do! I'll fail right now! Eddie: *Succeeds* Eddie: Dang it!

Eddie: Seriously, Marianna, how many people would you have killed if we’d asked you to? Marianna: That’s not important Eddie: I DISAGREE.

Eddie: *sees someone doing something stupid* Eddie: What an idiot. Eddie: *realizes it's Marianna* Eddie: Wait, that's MY idiot!

Eddie, texting Marianna: Roses are red, Tony Hawk is a skater… Marianna′s phone, auto-replying: I’m driving right now–I’ll get back to you later. *Later* Marianna, texting back: Fuck you.

Marianna: How long do you think it'll take? Eddie: I don’t know, three or four. Marianna: Three or four what? Days? Weeks? Months? Eddie: Yeah, maybe five. Marianna: Five what?!

Marianna: Oh man I think I just ran out of pain Marianna: Paint* Marianna: I still have plenty of pain

Marianna: Going somewhere, Eddie Eddie: Just taking a stroll

Steve: I dare you to kiss the next person who walks into this room. Eddie: Screw that, I’m not kissing any of you. *Marianna walks in* Eddie: Fine, I’ll do it. Rules are rules you know.

Steve: Marianna, I know you love Eddie. I mean, we all do, they’re a very nice person and I respect them immensely. Steve: But I think they might be a fucking idiot.

Steve: Well, has Eddie been wrong before? Marianna: How wide are we willing to open this up?

Marianna, slamming pots and pans together to the rhythm of "Give it to me, I'm worth it": I didn't get no sleep cause a' y'all! Y'all never gonna sleep cause a' me!

Young Marianna: Did you just call me a shrimp, you asshole?! I'm still growing, dammit!

Young Marianna: Sometimes, I don’t realize an event was traumatic until I tell it as a funny story and notice everyone is staring at me weird.

[babybammargera]

Bf Bam hc

Jealous

The type of guy to grab you and kiss you if someone else is staring.

And will fight randos at parties/bars/concerts if they're being creeps/touch you/looking at you in a way he doesn't like.

Complains that you steal all his hoodies beanies and shirts.

Actually loves it tho bc when you're wearing something of his he won't shut up about how cute you are.

Sharing scarves and jewelry.

His love language is definitely touch.

Has to constantly be near you.

Holding your hand/you holding his arm.

Arm snaked around your shoulders or tightly around your waist.

Pulls you into his lap if you guys are just chilling. No matter where you are.

Ryan Raab Novak and Dico are ALWAYS AROUND.

So he'll send them to annoy Don Vito or to the basement to play video games when you guys need alone time.

It's a given that you're part of his friend group at this point.

That being said he pranks you just as much.

But only him and Ryan are allowed to prank you.

He'll make an exception if Dico Raab or Novak come up with something funny enough.

As long as he's in on it

Loves pushing your buttons.

Leaving random hickies on you just bc.

Constantly getting yelled at by Ape bc both of you are covered in said dark and noticeable love bites more often than she'd like.

Speaking of biting.

That's one of his favorite ways to show you affection. Right along with licking your face and tackling you into random soft places.

Gives you cool presents with Gothic vibes bc that's just how he is.

Nights in with him a cheesy horror flick and cuddles >>>>>

Almost always leads to making out.

The passenger seat is all yours no exception.

When hes working or filming he wants you there.

Whether it's Jackass Viva la Bam or a CKY or HIM project.

Definitely get dragged into participating in shoots all the time.

Ryan and Knox like you on set bc he's less of a baby when he gets hurt.

He loves to show off.

Both you and his skate and stunt skills.

There's been nights where you both grab your skateboards and jump fences to skate empty pools then watch stars together.

He takes you to CKY and HIM concerts.

But if he gets busy and can't stay by you he has Ryan or Dico to keep an eye on you.

Always loves when he gets the opportunity to introduce you.

"Hey Valo this is my badass girlfriend"

You call him Bambi but if anyone else tried to he'd probably punch them

He calls you cute nicknames (baby. Doll. Wife. Idiot. The usual)

Using his full name when you're yelling at him otherwise he thinks you're joking or won't take you seriously.

All around skater husband material.

[haikyuuwaifu]

Ch.8

Genre: Humor, Fluff

Warnings: Swearing

MASTERLIST

SURPRISE, SURPRISE

“Mama! I’m already running late!” Eri chided, as Y/n pulled the car into the parking lot of the ice rink. “I know sweetheart, I’m sorry!” She mumbled, putting the car in park and helping her daughter out of the back seat. Reaching over, Y/n grabbed Eri’s bag, and strapped it around her daughter’s shoulder. “Hey baby carrot!” Rumi shouted, making her way over to the mother-daughter duo. “Miss Rumi!” Eri smiled, throwing herself at the other woman. “Sorry we’re late.” Y/n supplied, running a hand through her hair. “I had to take a work call right before we were supposed to leave and it took longer than I thought it would.” Rumi only smiled waving her hand at Y/n. “Momo let me know already, I told Eri’s coach I’d meet you guys out here while he got everything ready for the first practice.” Y/n made a teasing face at the mention of her best friend, and Rumi subtly threw her the finger. “Be good, I’m going to run some errands, and I’ll see you in an hour!” Y/n whispered, reaching over to give her daughter a kiss. “Listen to your coach and if any of the boys give you shit, whoop their asses.” Y/n called as Eri gave her mother a thumbs up, already chattering in Rumi’s ear about how excited she was to start playing.

“Mr. Bakugo!” Eri cheered, at the sight of her favorite teacher. She’d already gotten her gear on, and Bakugo was trying extremely hard to keep his composure. Behind him Shinsou skittered past blowing ice up in Bakugo’s face as he skated circles around the two of them. “What the hell are you doing here anyway scrub?” Katsuki mumbled glaring at his friend. “He lost a bet to mama and she said he had to be around in case I got a little too rowdy.” Bakugo let out a scoff, peeking down at his favorite student. “You? Rowdy? Don’t make me laugh girly.” He teased, reaching out to ruffle her hair. “To answer your other question, I'll be your coach this season.” Eri let out a whoop as the other kids made it on the ice. Thankfully, this team was made up of some of her classmates, so she didn’t feel so alone. Her eyes widened with glee when she saw her best friend Kota. “I told you my mom would let me play!” She cheered, as the two friends gathered together and began talking rapidly.

45 minutes later Katsuki found himself completely blown away by Eri’s skill. Next to him Shinsou shot him a smug grin, causing the blonde to give him the finger. “She’s a fucking prodigy man, like I told you. Her dad was a hockey player looking at Pro and her mom would have been an Olympic figure skater.” Shinsou supplied, watching as Eri and Kota skittered across the ice. “Those two together make a lethal combination.” Shinsou smirked, as Eri shot the puck toward the goal. “I’m impressed she can hold her own against the others. She’s the smallest on the team.” Katsuki mumbled, eyes scanning the rink. At the sight of the other parents, he felt his good mood dissipate entirely. Shinsou looked out to the stands and laughed, knowing full well what put the man in a mood. “Maybe this year will be different.” Shinsou provided, as both men moved to gather up their players. Katsuki only snorted, rolling his eyes as he looked down at his team. “This was a great first practice.” He supplied, looking over all of them. “There’s still some work that needs to be done, but overall we’ve got a great shot this year.” Bringing the kids together, they said their little chant, and dispersed, leaving Shinsou and Katsuki to retrieve their equipment, and Eri to skate circles around the two of them.

Rumi’s loud laugh echoed, as she and someone Katsuki didn’t recognize made their way toward the rink. Shinsou looked up, and then over at Eri dubiously. “You didn’t tell me your mom was picking you up today.” “She dropped me off idiot, how else do you think I got here?” She supplied, with a roll of her eyes as she booked it toward the edge. “Mama!” She cried, launching herself into her mothers arms. Y/n let out a huff, as she wrapped her arms around her daughter and braced herself for impact. “This gear makes you weigh a million pounds.” She grumbled, steadying the two of them as Eri began talking a mile a minute. Y/n nodded along, half understanding her daughter as she looked around the arena. “You’ve got to meet my coach!” Eri cheered, pulling her mother onto the ice. “He’s awesome, and he’s so fast on the ice!” Eri began, pulling Y/n along.

Katsuki had been looking at his phone when he heard Eri making her approach. When she came closer, he stuffed his phone in his pocket, mentally readying himself to finally meet Eri’s mom. As he raised his head, his eyes widened comically, as Y/n smiled. “Well, Well, Well...”

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[bhonesless]

headcanon: fransiska von karma’s FAVORITE reason to go to the ice rink is to sit outside and watch people fall over while skating.

now, fransiska is very good at figure skating herself(because why wouldn’t she be?), but she often doesn't have the time or energy to do so after a long day of prosecuting and investigating. she’s very passionate about it, though.  

watching recreational skaters fall(though, of course, without sustaining serious injury) is strangely amusing to her + a way to destress and relax after a tiring case.  

one day in particular, some poor soul who clearly has never set foot on an ice rink has the misfortune of falling in fransiska's presence. she has the time of her life watching this man struggle to get up because "hah you fool why would you set foot on this rink if you can't recover from a fall"  

then, a few moments later, he looks around desperately for help and fransiska, catching a glimpse of his face, comes upon a terrible realization that "WHAT THE HELL THAT IS MY IDIOT BROTHER MILES EDGEWORTH. WHAT IS HE DOING HERE"  

someone helps miles off the ice rink, and as he is shamefully trying to leave fransiska blocks his way like "YOU DON'T EVEN SKATE what was that??"  

okay, well: turns out a certain Scruffy Detective invited miles and a few others to the ice rink to celebrate the conclusion of a major trial. of course her brother does not know how to skate at all, trying to get some kind of practice to avoid making a fool of himself in front of anyone he knows(but it seems that was to no avail, given the current situation)  

fransiska suggests that he take beginner classes to learn instead, but he shuts it down with a comment about "the youth are cruel" and whatnot. after a pause, he then looks thoughtful for a-  

 "miles edgeworth, i am NOT teaching you how to skate."  

fransiska ends up doing so anyway. she hopes her little brother appreciates her for saving his dignity. she isn’t exactly complaining though, at least she’s able to find some time to skate again.