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dope-trope-105 · 1 year ago

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Wanna Watch a Movie?

Modern Aegon II Targaryen x Reader

A/N: A prequel to "Piña Coladas", set in the same storyline as "Enamoured by Strawberries" and can be considered a prequel to that as well. I've written this fic in a way where you see the reader's relations with a lot of people in the Targaryen family, and how they hold a place for her in each of their hearts. And I may have pushed this in a little "love triangle" trope as well, which I might continue in future parts or I might not. Summary: The beginning of the vacation of all the Targaryen children, and a cute family lunch beforehand.

Warnings: Age-gap, an obsessive and calculated Aegon.

Word Count: 4.1k

It had been another shitty morning for you at the mansion. Daemon had woken you up, his loud voice coming from your door to take laps shaking your brain like he’d made you do the moment he decided he could. It was the worst possible way to wake up, seeing as you weren’t even a morning person. Yet, as you sat by your mirror running a comb through your hair, freshly showered and post-run, you felt great. You loved this part of the day the most, which was why you’d let Daemon force you to do this every day, your lazy ways needed the push. And it felt phenomenal to not feel like a slug after waking up as well.

You did the same routine as every day, though you opted to wash your hair today. But after getting dressed as comfortably yet fashionably as you could, you headed for lunch, your stomach growling with hunger. As you walked through the large hallway, having made a right to the grand central staircase, you saw little Aeggie and Visie playing with Ana, their au pair, on a carpet in the living room. You waved to her, giving Aeggie a small kiss on the cheek as he came running up to greet you. Visie preferred Dany's company, but Aeggie had become obsessed with you in a matter of the one minute he spent in your arms. He was only three as of now, looking up at you with large, violet puppy-dog eyes as he lifted his arms, "up-up-up" leaving his mouth in his adorable baby voice.

"You can take him to lunch, I was just getting ready to do so," said Ana.

You nodded, flashing her a smile as you lifted Aeggie up, resting him on your left hip. One of his little hands went over your shoulder while the other twiddled your earring.

Little Aegon was a curious baby, his fiddling always finding something on your person to adore, sometimes your earrings, sometimes your necklaces, your bracelets, or even your hair. You walked behind the staircase, finding the smaller drawing-room, Rhaegar sat there with Aemond, who was on his laptop, they were both conversing. You walked over to them. "Hey guys, whatcha doing?" you said, grabbing little Aegon's arm to stop him from pulling your earrings off. "Just chatting," said Rhaegar. Aemond beckoned you to him, and you walked to stand near the armchair he sat on, glancing at his screen.

"You remember I was reading Critique of the Power of Judgement last night?"

"Yeah, yeah, the five-part by Kant you were telling me about?"

"Yeah, that one. Turns out, I hit a bit of a snag. That man's fucking diabolical, it's almost like I’m supposed to read it and decipher it on my own. I know you've got some app or something that answers everything, would something help?" he asked, looking up from the screen to you as you sat on the armrest.

"Umm, yeah, Reddit. It’ll probably have a bunch of people giving different answers, and you could read different perspectives, and find your own amongst them, there’s also chat gpt, it’s this AI-based website, I think, that just scrolls through everything on the internet and gives you the best answer. Use small sentences, I'm sure you'll find what you're looking fo- what are you doing?" You stopped mid-sentence as the sound of a camera made both you and Aemond turn to Rhaegar. "You guys kind of look like a married couple," Rhaegar snickered. You scoffed. Aemond frowned.

"I'm going for lunch, you guys gonna join us?" you asked.

"Yeah," said Rhaegar, eyes on his phone as he scrolled through the pictures he took.

"Yeah, I'll come to you for help, thanks for the advice," Aemond said.

You nodded, turning away and walking down the stone hallway. Aeggie was very calm in your arms. Rhaenyra had been grateful to you for this since day one, he was a noisy baby, but in her arms or yours, he'd almost always end up completely relaxed. More often than not, you'd find the crying baby being handed to you along with his sippy cup, and he'd settle down fairly quickly. Right now his head rested on your shoulder as he played with the hem of your top. You smiled as you whiffed his platinum hair, and it smelled like babies do. The hallway to the dining hall was one of the longest, tapestries hung on both sides. You'd glance at each and every single one as you walked to lunch every time. You always took your time in this hallway, strolling as the only sounds were your breathing and your echoing footsteps on the cool stone floors. Little Aegon would sometimes babble lightly. You reached the end of the hallway soon, turning left and entering the large doors of the hall, which opened to the dining table, chatter filled the air. Most of the family sat there.

"Hey guys," you said, walking in, as greetings rang across the table. Rhaenyra smiled at Aeggie, who'd now fallen asleep in your arms. She began to get up. "It's alright, he's asleep, eat your food," you said to her, and she flashed you another smile, settling back down into her seat. You walked to your own, Aegon, who sat in his own chair moved yours so you could sit. You uttered thanks to him as you settled into your seat, folding one foot upwards, adjusting so Aeggie lay on your chest, soft snores coming from him.

The dining hall, like the rest of the castle, was of stone and decorated in a dark, yet luxurious manner, its stone appearance giving it this beautiful, authentic ambience that was not very common, yet touches of modernity to balance it out dotted the place. The table was stone with dark marble designs, and the seats were plush pale green and light pink. You took out your phone, flipping through your notifications before turning it off and setting it on the table. Baela had been busy chatting away with Viserys. She turned away from him to your direction and softly elbowed you so as to not disturb the sleeping Aeggie.

"Yo, I spent almost all day yesterday begging Father, and he said yes to allowing a trip for us, I'm thinking Bora Bora," she said. You hmm'ed, approving of her choice, obviously.

"When are we going?" you asked. "Tonight?" she questioned. "It'll take all day to pack, how long are you thinking?" you asked, a whine evident in your former sentence.

"A week? I want a vacation, I've convinced Jace, Mr. Vizzy and his sister here, Vizzy is gonna convince Rhaegar, Aemond, Helaena and Aegon, Daeron's in already," you nodded thoughtfully. You looked over to Vizzy, who nodded at you with a confident smirk on his face. You knew the stubborn boy would get it done within the hour, no issues. He was one of the most persuasive people you knew. You continued chatting with Baela, ever so often running your hand over Aeggie's small body.

Unbeknownst to you, Aegon was simply gazing at you. He'd known about your slight crush on him for a while now, but you kept it under covers. Since the moment he did realise that about you, he'd caught himself staring quite often. He was so lost in his thoughts that Daeron slapped his arm to make him look away from you. He looked back at his younger brother, annoyance evident in his gaze, who leaned in and whispered, "Daemon's caught you staring. If you're really going to undress her with your eyes, at least don't do it in public for all to see," he said, scoffing.

It was well known Daemon had taken a liking to you, he treated you like Baela, only he shared more interests with you. He played a paternal role in your life since you’d moved into the mansion. Aegon did not want to mess with Daemon one bit. He turned back to his meal, uninterested as he'd throw glances at you ever so often. Aegon loved it when you doted on him. He enjoyed it far more when you'd start to get all girly for him, getting flirty, and touchy, but he knew of your inexperience. You were a master of the pre-sex, you were good at flirting, you knew the right thing to say, the right moment to touch. But Aegon knew if he were ever to take you to bed, you'd completely give in, and let him lead.

He'd seen you interacting with others too. You were very sweet at times, like with Baela, with little kids, and especially little babies. Your actions showed affection, your hugs were long, your words thought out, and you were attentive to those you talked to. This was the reason Aemond had taken a liking to you, as a friend even if you were much younger. He'd seen you two have discussions quite often. And sometimes it made him jealous.

You were also a brat. You'd quip, snap and even anger easily. You were social, but if someone tried to cross limits, your temper would take. Your words could be the most bitter of poisons laced in the sweetest honey. It was obvious the only way to handle you was to dominate you. Take Daemon, for example, he was sweet with you but very strict. Aegon knew about the training, and the pride Daemon held in seeing you excel at it. You were angered easily, yes, but could be subdued if caught by surprise. That's how he imagined you in bed, obedient but demanding, bratty but submissive. You'd top him only with his guidance, only if he asked you to and taught you to, and he'd still be in control. He'd teach you things about him, about your own body. The thoughts made his cock twitch, and he threw you another glance.

Little Aegon on your chest had stirred, and you calmed him as he moved his head, resting on your plush chest, his hand gripping the neckline of your top. The baby had luck, Aegon thought, internally scoffing at himself for being borderline jealous of a baby. He lifted his head to see Daemon looking at him, a lazy gaze settled as if the rogue prince was waiting for him to mess up, so he could pounce. Aegon struck up a conversation with his brother, who eyed him ever so often regarding you.

Beala and you slowly chatted as you ate your food, conversation striking all across the table. "Well if you girls are going to be packing for Bora Bora, who's gonna take the high Valyrian classes?" questioned Daemon, and both of you groaned. Studies you shared with Baela, though you studied biology, she studied psychology. But nonetheless, both of you studied High Valyrian, History and English together. Both of you planned to study from home till you turned twenty and jump straight to majoring in your specific fields. Rhaenyra laughed at your reactions, until Baela chimed up, "Luke, Rhaena and Joff should be the ones being taught, maybe we should leave Jace behind, have you heard his Valyrian?" Baela laughed, and you snorted at Jace's defeated look.

It was true, Jace suffered quite a bit with the language. "I was literally kidnapped, and I spoke Valyrian properly Jace," Dany teased, referring to her mom keeping her and Viserys away from the family till Dany had turned thirteen and Rhaegar decided to intervene, taking his younger siblings with him away from their abusive household. "Alright, don't go on making him cry now," Rhaenyra laughed, snickers rising from across the room and Jace groaned.

"Welp, I guess we're leaving Jacey behind, enjoy the stormy beaches," you shrugged, giggling at Jace whose eyes bugged out of his head, air-fiving Dany from across the table. "I still don't understand why we can't go," Rhaena whined. Luke shook his head in agreement. "Not getting into this again," Baela sighed, shoving her food into her mouth.

Lunch was finished soon, and Aeggie had woken from his slumber, crying. "Awww, don't cry baby," you cooed, trying to make him stop. "Give him here, he must be hungry," said Ana, walking over to you as she took the baby from you, who screamed louder before becoming completely silent as he was handed a bottle. "Just like you brother," snickered Daeron. "You'd be writhing in pain but the moment you're handed a bottle, all's well," Daeron made eye contact with his mother before hiding his smirk behind his hands, all of you silently laughing as Aegon frowned. But most of it fell deaf on his ears as he saw you, lips completely sealed off by your palm as you covered your flushed face with your hair, trying not to laugh. "Alright, that's enough," said Daemon. The laughing stopped, but Aegon was sure that order was directed not in his defence, but towards him. Nonetheless, you went back to your room, laughing along with Baela.

By the time night fell, the living room was filled up with items of luggage as arguing came from your room from the next room. "No, not that one, I'll look like a whore," your voice came. "Isn't that the point?" Baela's annoyed voice retorted. "No, I wanna look sexy, I don't wanna look like a prostitute," you said, making Alicent groan at the brash discussion between you girls as the argument continued. Everyone was sitting in the living room, your room was only a floor above, and your audible arguments made it clear you'd forgotten to shut the door. "Why couldn't we just go tomorrow, this is a nightmare," you whined again. "Bitch, Bora Bora is worth this," Baela quipped. "Well, of course, you'd say that, you were probably packed last month," you said, Baela's loud groan of frustration was the only reply. You blamed yourself. Both you and Baela had decided to laze around in your room, and when the time to board was only an hour away, Viserys called you to ask if you were done. Since then panic has sprung across your room.

"Alright, Alright, Alright. Let's just make a plan, we still have forty-five minutes," you finally said. "Forty-four, now but ok. We have seven days, we need two flight outfits, seven outfits for the day, seven for the evening, seven for the night, seven to sleep in, seven for swimming and seven pairs of lingerie. I'm thinking three extra pairs of nightwear, bikinis and lingerie," you finished.

"Plus we need to plan footwear and jewellery for each outfit, plus makeup, skincare, hair and body stuff," Baela added, "and a toothbrush," you added. It was actually quite funny for the family listening to you two pack. Nonetheless, you came up victorious with the plan and had everything laid out on the bed, only needing to pack it all, Baela had gone to her room, left of yours and done the same. Then you girls switched rooms and scanned each other's things, came back out, approved of each other's choices and went back to your own rooms to pack everything.

By the time you girls were finished packing, you had almost been reduced to tears while Baela was rethinking every single outfit she packed. Your luggage had been brought down a few minutes before you came down the stairs, promising each other to buy outfits if you didn't like what you had already packed. But once you were surrounded by everyone, your entire group hugged the rest goodbye and boarded the jet.

Aemond and Rhaegar had decided to sit at the far back, followed by Helaena and Dany. This was the quiet part of the flight. They had been speaking quietly, not much, just silly conversation. Then sat Viserys, Jace and Aegon, they were planning what to do, discussing destinations and all. In the free space of the jet in the front stood you, Baela, and Daeron. Aegon had butted out of the discussion soon, rotating his seat so he could speak to Daeron. But even that had been short-lived for he simply retired to rubbing his fingers over the cold beer bottle as he watched you, seat almost completely reclined. He had sunglasses on so you couldn't see his gaze. But he was completely enamoured.

The stress of packing had you and Baela completely unwinding on the flight. Both of you had downed three shots and had ended up dancing with each other. Aegon watched you swaying your hips, arms going over Daeron's neck often as you three sang out some stupid rap. You had very little tolerance and had resolved to become a tumbling, giggling mess already. Baela was pretty much the same. Jace, Viserys and Daeron all sat in the front, drinking, and playing cards, and were responsible for the music,

Ever so often Daeron would walk up, always to you. Aegon didn't like how his brother was almost a spitting image of himself, so you'd let loose around him too, he wasn't the same as Aegon obviously, but in your mind, it'd do, and Aegon knew that. The kids would cheer as you and Daeron danced together, your hands on his neck, his hands on your waist. You were slurring out the lyrics, Daeron laughing nonstop as he sang along with you, his deep voice a sharp contrast with your high-pitched one. A turbulence had you falling into his arms, him catching you easily as you leant onto him completely, laughing into his shoulder. Aegon's knuckles had become white from the tight grip on his bottle, his irritation turning to anger when Daeron turned to him, eyes directly with his, he knew he was watching. A slight smirk rested on his face, soon turning back to you.

You guys' party had only lasted for a few hours, because two hours later or so, Baela and you had completely worn out. To Aegon's utter delight, sometime after you guys were done with the music, you'd sat on your seat in front of Aegon and spun it so you'd be facing him. Nobody really paid attention to the both of you, Baela was sitting on one edge, talking with Jace quietly as the three boys plus her and Dany played uno. The ones behind them were either asleep or typing away, although Aegon suspected that it was just Aemond, who couldn't be less bothered with anything. You tapped his arm, waiting for him to reply as you sat on the edge of your seat, hands resting on your knees. He lifted up his glasses.

"Why didn't you dance with us?" you asked, a slight pout on your plump lips that he couldn't look away from, your breaths were slightly heavy and you were still off balance. Apparently sometime during the dancing you had downed two more shots. "Hello?" you questioned, dragging out the word when he didn't answer. "Didn't feel like it," he shrugged. He didn't know why, but he liked playing games with you. Acting indifferent just made you more incessant with him. He loved it. "So you're just going to sleep through the whole flight?" you said, a frown evident on your face. Aegon wondered if he had been a little too indifferent.

"Maybe, do you have something in mind?" he asked. You looked up at the ceiling, taking your lower lip between your teeth as you thought. Suddenly your eyes gleamed.

"Wanna watch a movie?" you asked. Aegon saw an opportunity.

"Where would we sit? Two separate seats for a laptop screen is too far," he said, you frowned again. While Aegon had known you were flirtatious, he knew you wouldn't be too bold with him. Though he basically threw you a bone of an opportunity, he wasn't sure you'd take it. And when your frown didn't budge, he sat up, face coming closer to yours as he leaned towards you, eyes boring into yours."How about you sit in my lap? The seat's big enough for both of us," you smiled at his suggestion. "Okay," you said, colour flowing onto your cheeks, fingers reaching for the laptop bag kept on your table.

Aegon laid back again, his seat had already been adjusted to the point of basically being a bed. "Come on then," he said, and you stood up, turning around and sitting on the edge of his seat before scooting towards him until your back hit his chest, you moved your head to one of his shoulders before turning around, forgetting what you were going to say when you realised how close you actually were.

"Something on your mind?" he questioned, a lazy smile settling on his face at your expression. "I-uh, yeah umm, can you see the screen?" you breathed out. He could smell the cherry lollipop you'd been eating to mask the vodka on your breath.

"Yeah, no issues," he shrugged, snaking his arms around your waist like a seatbelt. He watched you basically squirm under his gaze, your smile only growing wider as you blushed more. Aegon was loving this, he couldn't give half a flying fuck about the movie if he could be doing this with you for two more hours. Testing your limits and watching you squirm. Your eyes went back to the laptop as you opened Netflix, you'd lifted one leg up, and balanced your other hip somewhere along his thigh as your head rested on his shoulder. "What do you wanna watch?" you asked him, not turning around this time, you didn't trust yourself.

"Anything," he simply said, one hand playing with the hem of your shirt. Your hair smelled like your shampoo, with a hint of sweat too. He'd rested his head back. "Grown-ups?" you questioned. "I don't think I know it," he said. "It's a comedy, see?" you clicked on it for him to read. He nodded, knowing he wasn't going to be watching it, but wouldn't hurt if it were a comedy. You played it, relaxing back into Aegon's chest.

You'd be giggling here and there, pointing out all of the numerous celebrities that kept showing up. It had been ten minutes into the movie when Aegon's hold slightly relaxed, his hands going back as one of his rubbed small circles on the outer side of your thigh, maybe a little close to your ass but he blamed it on your shorts. It was a very absent-minded move, but he felt you tense slightly. He saw the goosebumps rise on your flesh. A smirk grew on his lips. "Are you cold?" he asked, his fingers now grabbing your thigh as he moved his thumb across your skin slowly. You cleared your throat. "No," you squeaked. You could feel his breath on your neck, your heart had been exploding. Nonetheless, you looked back at the screen, mind focused solely on the hand on your thigh.

You'd passed out in less than halfway through the movie. Aegon's movements had at the beginning been invasive but soon became relaxing until it almost lulled you to sleep. Aegon softly called out to you, but you didn't say anything. He grabbed the laptop, turned it off and dumped it on the table next to his seat. Aegon had also gotten tired. It was around 4 am on Dragonstone right now, so pretty late for you all. You'd slightly stirred and moved to rest your head on his chest sideways as you curled your legs up slightly, cold no doubt. Aegon had one hand resting on your thigh as he drifted to sleep as well, the smell of you enough to relax him more than two Xanax.

He'd woken to find the frowning face of his brother sitting in front of him, you still in the same position, fast asleep. When his gaze didn't waver, Aegon slightly groaned. "What do you want?" he whispered, voice thick with sleep. "What are you doing?" Daeron asked, annoyed. "Sleeping," he shrugged. "She's basically a child," he said. "What does her being an infant have to do with anything?" he quipped. "Aegon you know this is wrong," Daeron huffed, sitting back in his chair, most people were still asleep.

The sky was a warm orange colour. "She's just using me for warmth, what's the big deal in that," he said, bored of the conversation. Daeron was far too annoying sometimes. "You know how she feels about you," he finally said. Though he did not want to speak out the truth. Aegon smirked. "And how are her feelings about anyone any of your concern, dear brother?" Aegon asked. "Because you'll just end up using her," he said. This didn't feel right. Aegon put his head back, eyebrows furrowed in thought. Would he actually just use you, or did he feel something for you too? His hands absent-mindedly rubbed circles on your thigh again. He closed his eyes again. He'd rather sleep than think.

#house of the dragon #aegon ii targaryen #aegon the elder #aegon targaryen x reader #modern aegon x reader #aegon ii x y/n #aegon x oc #modern au #aegon the second #aegon x reader

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musicallisto · 1 year ago

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𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨'𝐬 𝟏.𝟓𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 :: 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆

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hola guapas <3 no, your eyes are not deceiving you... clara's back in town with a follower celebration!! so much has happened since i left—i hit 1500 followers (which is an insane number, thank you guys so much!!), and i & this blog turned 21 and 6, respectively🩵 and how else can we celebrate this than by doing what I do best: throwing a party? sooo yeah, put on your cutest swimsuit, get your piña coladas ready, because we are pregaming on the beach <3

from nov 1st to nov 8th...

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ships!!! send me 🐚 + a description of you (gender preference, hobbies, personality, turn ons and offs, and any relevant info you want to include! the more detailed the better) + a fandom² = i will tell you who i ship you with & write a few headcanons about your relationship :)

playlists!!! send me 🌅 + a character + a scenario or relationship trope and I will make a little playlist and moodboard associated with it :)

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go crazy and send as many as you want (in separate asks though, please)!

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feral-mouse · 4 months ago

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HELLO!!! GAH OMG IF I'M NOT TOO LATE- MAY I REQUEST 🎸 , 🥩 AND🍷 FOR BO?? 😭😭😭 I love them soooo MUCH 🗣️🗣️ GRGAH 👹❤️❤️🐄🐄 ..babuahw THANK YOU! 🙏

YOU'RE NOT TOO LATE, THANK YOU FOR SENDING IN AN ASK, THIS WAS REALLY FUN TO ANSWER 😭❤️❤️❤️. Honestly if anyone ever wants to send in an ask, it's never too late, even if the ask is like months old at that point lol

🎸 (electric guitar) - What’s your character’s music taste like? Do they have one or two artists they play on repeat or do they have a varied and eclectic collection of music? Do they like mainstream artists or prefer underground musicians? What genres do they enjoy?

So forgive me because personally, I am horrible at identifying music genres 👀💦. But Bo definitely leans more towards rock/alt/punk music. She LOVES that shit. If it's dark or intense, and just something you can jam out too, it's going on his playlist. He sort of has a mix between specific artists that he enjoys, like Will Wood and In This Moment, but also he does have just a bunch of random songs that he likes, and does NOT know the band of pajdjks. He'll know the names, but not the artists 😭. It doesn't really matter how mainstream they are either. If Bo likes it, they're listening to it on repeat. He does also enjoy musicals and will listen to the entire soundtrack until he knows all the lyrics 😌

🥩 (steak) - Does your oc have any coping mechanisms? Healthy or unhealthy?

Haha, he doesn't really have the healthiest of coping mechanisms 👀💦 pajfjkes. They're definitely the type to run away or distance themselves. Will definitely roam around at night, specifically looking for trouble. Really, they just need anything to distract themselves from their thoughts. The healthiest coping mechanisms they do have is consuming themselves with busy work, or riding around on their motorcycle for hours on end and then proceeding to get lost because of their poor sense of direction lol

🍷 (wine) - Does your oc drink? What kind of alcohol do they enjoy? What are their drinking habits? What kind of drunk are they?

She really enjoys sweet drinks, whether it's milkshakes, soda, or juice (her favorite is apple juice). She's still very new to alcohol, and even though it tastes bitter and she doesn't enjoy it as much, she's still going out of her way to try out new drinks. Even though she only really drinks like. Once every few months though lol. They think drinking is cool, and they wanna be able to at least tell the difference between the different types. That thang has to be SWEET and SUGARY though for her to really enjoy it pskjcjs. So far, she really enjoys daiquiris and piña coladas

She's a very sleepy drunk. She's the type to start swaying and has trouble keeping their eyes open. They are resting their head down on whatever they can, and just speaking whatever comes to mind. They get delirious lol, lots of sleepy ramblings and slurred laughing. Will definitely lean on your shoulder and rest their eyes 😌

#claymour #ask game #mouse speaks #my oc #bo grant #HIIII HI GIRTHWORM HIIII 👋👋👋👋👋👋

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count-alucard-tepes · 1 year ago

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Do the OP hotties have a personal alcoholic drink they like? Or love even? I bet they like alcohol more than their health haha!

I’ll add the new hotties to the list.

Izou🔫🔫

He’d enjoy some plum saki with ice.

Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒

He’d drink the most expensive whiskey he can find. He doesn’t drink often though.

Oven Charlotte 🍞

He’d have a piña colada.

Buggy🤡

He’d have a greyhound…and then he’s completely wasted.

Marco the Phoenix 🦅

He’d have a moscow mule.

Eustass Kidd🤘🎸

He prefers lager as he can’t drink too much.

Rosinantè Donquixote aka Cora-San💕

He’d have a whiskey sour and be the most stable on his feet that he’s ever been.

Who’s Who ❤️‍🔥👹

He’d start his night off with a Black Russian with ice.

Gecko Moria🦇

He prefers Long Island ice teas.

Iceburg💜

He’s a martini kind of guy.

Gild Tesoro⚜️🏅

He loves his champagne and spares not cost for it.

Rob Lucci🐆

He can handle his liquor so he has a few godfathers.

#izou one piece #monkey d dragon #charlotte oven #buggy the clown #marco the phoenix #eustass captain kidd #donquixote rosinante #who’s who one piece #gecko moria #iceburg one piece #gild tesoro #rob lucci

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scribe-cas · 1 year ago

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HELLO HELLO I AM OFF WORK AND HAVE QUESTIONS ABOUT COUTEAU

Okay so trying to be ~normal~ now, but it sounds like Couteau and I are super similar so I want to ask things. I’ll include my own answers as well for comparison.

Eye color? One of my coworkers showed me a picture and it looked like he might have dark eyes?? But I couldn’t really tell at the moment because I was admittedly very tired from work. Mine are brown.

She mentioned that Couteau is a bartender, so does he have anything particular he likes about that? Favorite drinks? Customers? Tricks? I do flair bartending but don’t really know how to explain my favorite trick. Flips, basically. Favorite drink is a piña colada, but Cars gives me a hard time about being “basic” :(( /lh /w love My favorite customer is a really nice old lady who shows me pictures of her 12 !!!!! cats and always orders either hot chocolate or apple juice

What kind of world does he live in? Modern? Fantasy? Etc?

Aside from apparently eating people and bartending, what does he like to do? Does he have any hobbies or special interests?? I used to LARP back when I lived in Colorado, but gave it up when I moved to the east coast, so now I mostly read and play D&D in my husband’s campaign

What is Couteau’s sexuality?? Because maybe we’re similar in appearance, but not that? Idk. I’m aroace! My husband and I are technically ?? in a qpr and just decided to get married because I never want to go without him ever again and he’s the best and this is absolutely going to turn into me rambling about him so I’ll stop here

HELLO HELLO!! ITS ALMOST MIDNIGHT BUT LETS TRY THIS AGAIN tumblr will pay for deleting my first iteration

First of all, /gen do not worry about being normal. this is tumblr. Who here is even normal one percent about anything. /v lh

If you’re as insane about couteau as i am, i Take it as a compliment. Feel free to pick him up, shake him around, put him in a jar or use him as a squeaky toy and chew on him mentally as you wish. I promise he doesn’t mind, I do it all the time. he’s like a little feral animal that I have to socialize before I unleash him upon the public /w love /lh

BUT TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS.

Eye color: it’s blue! He’s got blue eyes, although I will admit it’s hard to tell, because I actually draw them darker depending on how depressed he is. However I have been considering giving him brown eyes in a redesign, and haven’t made a solid decision for the books yet. Considering giving him brown eyes before he died to signify how death changed him, or giving him blue eyes in life and brown after death to signify that loss of “light” and humanity, but that’s for me to ponder at three am even though I also have to work tomorrow

HE IS A BARTENDER! YES! He technically owns the bar as well, but prefers to work the counter for the chance at social interaction. He likes doing party tricks and listening to the chatter, he’s a people watcher. While he’s got a lot of favorite parts, from the karaoke, to the ability to play whatever songs he wants, to the fact that he doesn’t have to manually hunt down dinner (he totally eats the mean/abusive drunks), to the ability to watch someone’s eyes go wide when he flips a bottle, his favorite aspect is his coworkers. It’s essentially a gaggle of young girls (because. They’re all young to him. They’re babies. He’s three hundred years old) in their twenties that he’s adopted hired. He trains every new bartender in himself, and it’s made him the Dad of the group, essentially. He makes sure that the till is correct and that there’s a ride home if they’ve been doing shots while working and that they have a place to stay the night if their life goes haywire and that they and their things are safe, on and off the clock. And, in return, they pretend not to notice when he comes in looking whiter than a ghost, with a new scar that looks like something no person would’ve been able to survive, let alone heal that fast, they let him fall asleep on shift when he looks exhausted, and they give him a hug and a drink whenever he stares into space for a few minutes too long.

The girls have definitely recorded him “drunk” but the “blackmail” is all in good fun and he still forces them to work their shifts despite it (I’ve written a scene about this specifically it’s so fucking funny. ‘Drunk’ Cou is a delight. It’s in quotes because while he really doesn’t get drunk by drinking, there’s something else he can come in contact with that achieves a similar effect :>)

About every 3 weeks this happens though /lh

“Mister Profane you can’t make me work I have blackmail.”

“Sandra, if you think I’m going to cancel your shift over the fact that you caught me being cute on camera, you’re a few tools short of a shed.”

He’ll give them time off if it’s for a reason, but if it’s just “because I don’t wanna”, he still has them come in. It brings me to hysterics though because whenever they give a shitty excuse of why they don’t wanna go in and they ask him if he’ll work instead, his favorite response is “Over my dead body. xx”

One week, after he’d been playing the knife game on the counter for shits and giggles, one of them ended up firing back with “You’re literally a walking corpse”, and he literally couldn’t not go in and work. What are you even supposed to say to that. BECAUSE SHE’S NOT WRONG, BUT SHE DOESN’T KNOW SHE’S NOT WRONG. So he just took the L and tried not to laugh.

His favorite drink has to be a Manhattan Cocktail, mostly because it matches his aesthetic and he has the excuse to eat the cherry garnish. He actually isn’t much of a drinker, because alcohol actually doesn’t get him very drunk? Like, he could drink a whole bottle and be a little buzzed at most. Near no intoxication, but full force migraine the next day (because hangovers yay). He goes for sweet bourbons if he’s craving alcohol, because he likes the caramel/vanilla undertones. He likes anything cherry flavored though, because one cherries slap and two he likes mixing blood with his liquor, because what little effect alcohol could have on him is automatically canceled out by the nutrition buff that drinking blood gives him. Darker cherry wines are really good for hiding that deep red color and he thinks it makes him look fancy. To just have a drink that he holds. Red is his favorite color if you couldn’t tell /lh

I’ve actually never had a piña colada, so I have no idea if he’d go for those, actually- but it gives me something to put on my list to try, although if it’s fruity he’d probably like it.

He loves any trick that requires a little sleight of hand. He just enjoys seeing the looks on people’s faces when they realize he can do that.

I don’t think he has a favorite customer! He enjoys everyone who comes in for what they are, and even if they bore him in one way, he’s good at digging up passions, and he likes listening to people talk about what makes them happy, so his “favorite” varies from day to day and who has the most fascinating interests in his opinion

I’m pretty sure I answered the world one but just in case- i think of it as kind of an extension of ours! Not a completely separate time and place but a “well, i mean this isn’t likely, but if we let our imagination take over, this could be possible here”

I weave his world in and out of ours like a needle through fabric. They’re not the same but they’re connected. They intersect, in some places more than others, with a few key differences but at the end of the day they kinda make up a whole.

It’s really funny you mention that- he’s actually a big reader. Reading, dancing, contortionism, and games/magic. He’s a playfully curious guy, and he loves messing with people. Learning how to use his demonic abilities is one part of that, but he also practices psychology tricks, mind games, mentalism, street magic- he studies horror and fear and acting, and he likes illegal street racing (and he thinks he’s hilarious because he goes “drag racing”(street racing) while dressed in drag. It’s peak humor to him he thinks he’s so funny.)That’s just off the top of my head, there’s probably more. He’d be super intrigued by D&D if he ever got to see it, but he’d definitely want to try being a DM. LARPing would feel a little strange to him, but he’d love the chance to explore other dynamics with people once he got into the swing of it.

Couteau is also aroace!! He’s just very… ehhh relaxed? About relationships etc. He honestly radiates bisexual disaster energy despite being. Aroace. And he’s ambiamorous. He’s given it a shot, but on some level he knows he experiences it differently than most people. However, this doesn’t stop him from wanting to experience it, he thinks it’s really neat, and even if he doesn’t experience sexual/romantic attraction, there are other things about the situations that he does like, which makes it worth it to him to not turn down some of the offers when they arise. He really doesn’t seek it out, but when an opportunity shows up, he’s like “oh alright. Okay cool :)” and gives it as much of a go as he’s comfortable with.

It’s like going to a themed restaurant because it was nearby, and then noticing you like the food. You don’t go to it for the same reason most people do, but there are things you like about it!

He’s kind of in a QPR relationship with his roommate, Gambit. QPR is the best way for me to…. Try. To explain what on earth their dynamic is. Because in truth it changes, but that’s how they like it. They consider each other different things on different days, and don’t operate outside of their comfort levels when it comes to the relationship. Some days, they kiss, other days, they literally cannot stand to hold hands. And both of them are chill with this! They’ve spent a lot of years together so it’s always fun for me to write them interacting because they know each other pretty well, and you can watch their little dynamics shift as they register where the other is at for the day, and I think that’s really neat and also wished “idk what the fuck they are but like. I love them. Can’t tell you what kind of love it is cause it changes and sometimes it’s all of it and sometimes it’s only one, but I fucken care about them” was more acceptable as a relationship label /lh

ANYWAYS ITS ONE AM FUCK YEAH GO ME AND I STILL HAVE-

7? Maybe 8 hours left to sleep?

BUT HERE ARE THOSE ANSWERS TY FOR ASKING AAAAA

#bists #blood is sweeter than silence #couteau my beloved go back into your box #shit my morbos say #coutalk #castalk #i talk about him. so much.

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nerdatthebar · 1 year ago

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Do you like Piña Coladas?

The story of the Piña Colada is somewhat hard to figure out. There are some different people claiming the drink for themselfs, but there are no written down mentions until 1964 on a menu from the bar Señor Pico. A bar that was owned by Victor "Trader Vic" Bergeron.

The first "claim" for the creation of a Piña Colada goes back to 19th century. Word is, that Roberto Cofresí aka El Pirata Cofresí gave his crew a variation of a grog made with pineapple juice, rum and coconut milk. I couldnt find any good sources supporting this claim tho and one should note, that cocos milk does not come even close to the typically used Cream of Coconut.

This is way I personally wouldnt say that this was the creation of the Piña Colada.

The second time we can find a mention of the Piña Colada is in 1922 in a travel magazin, though this Piña Colada is made without Cream of Coconut at all and more like a Daiquiri with a lil splash of pineapple juice.

So on the next one.

Apparently Ramón "Monchito" Marrero Perez invented the Piña Colada in the Caribe Hilton Hotel in Puerto Rico in the year 1954. Since Cream of Coconut was invented one year earlier by Ramón Lopez-Irizarry it would make a lot of sense, that such a "simple" (only 3 main ingredients) cocktail would be invented quickly afterwards. Story is that Monchito didnt have the correct tools to make this drink until 1954, which is why he made a non-alcohol variant before.

What sort of tools? The Blender. Due to the high amount of actual coconut cream in Cream of Coconut (I know, who wouldve guessed) simply shaking does not blend the strong enough. You will need a stronger way of blending to really mix these ingredients up, so the blender is the way. A lot of Bars these days use coconut sirup instead of Cream of Coconut, which does not have any coconut cream but is coconut flavored. Due to this it is way sweeter and you have to add extra cream if you want to have the same feeling in the cocktail. But more on that later.

Lets return to the Caribe Hilton Hotel and Monchito. Or to be more precise to his colleague Ricardo Garcia. Ricardo claims the creation of the Piña Colada for himself as well. I cant quite tell why most people tend to forget about him and just say that Monchito is the person that came up with the Piña Colada. I couldnt find any sources that made one or another claim more believable.

But hold on, there are even more people who claim the Piña Colada for themself. Ramón Portas Mingot claims that he made the drink in 1963 the first time. Now I think that there is a possibility that he is right, but I think it is rather unlikely that one drink would get popular enough to get out of Puerto Rico and to San Francisco to be on a menu one year later. It might be true that Mingot invented a Piña Colada without knowing of the other Piña Coladas that were already invented. It happened more than once in cocktail history.

So in conclusion I think that the first Piña Colada was made in the Caribe Hilton Hotel. It seems like the government of Puerto Rico thinks the same, because they gave the Hotel a proclamation to honor the 50th anniversary of the Piña Colada.

Anyway, lets talk drink.

Maybe its smart to talk about the meaning of the name first. Piña is the spanish word for pinapple and Colada means as much as washed or strained. If we put this together we get the "washed pineapple" or rather the "strained pineapple". So the drink obviously includes pineapple juice, the fresher the better. There are some recipes that even use pieces of pineapple. I personally would still prefer fresh pineapple juice, because 8 pieces of pineapple is a really rough measurement and could lead to a lot of variation in the drink depending on the person who cuts the pineapple.

The next ingredient is the much talked about Cream of Coconut. I would stick to the original Coco López (comes in a can tho, so thats quite awkward), but there are some other good ones out there as well.

Rum. Ok, now we get a lot of different possibilities to work with. Depending of the drink you want to create you pick. A light white rum for the classic Piña Colada or a stronger, more funky rum for a Piña Colada with a twist. But be aware that you need a rather strong rum if you want to go for the second one. The pineapple juice and Cream of Coconut tend to overwrite most the rum you can taste.

The classic recipe for this drink would be 1.5 oz. of each ingredient. Put it in the Blender with lots of crushed ice and blend it on the highest speed and voila. The classic Piña Colada.

But what about variants?

Well there are the variants that use coconut sirup and some cream instead. I personally dislike them, because it gets even sweeter and the cream tends to blend it all together to one soggy taste. Its already hard enough to differentiate the tasting notes in the classic, but with cream it gets even more just one thingy big lump of taste (in my opinion).

There are also variants that use a little bit of lime.

And my personal favorite probably isnt even a Piña Colada anymore, but more of a painkiller tastewise. The way I would drink my Piña Colada would be with 2,5cl Cream of Coconut; 5cl aged, strong rum; 7cl pineapple juice and a little bit of lime, roundabout 1cl. Shake it up for quite some time and strain it in a longdrink glass. It is unconventional to the original, but way less sweet and in my opinion way more refreshing. The Cream of Coconut does not blend as well with the drink like it does when it is blended that is true, but I am not such a big fan of frozen drinks, thats why I enjoy it like this.

Just one last thing. Remember to always use the best stuff you can find for your drinks. The Piña Colada got a rather bad reputation, because of the popularity of the drink and the numerous bars that started using cheap products for the production of the drink.

That is the story of the Piña Colada or at least the story of the beginning. There is a lot more to talk about, but for now that is enough.

Did you know these things or what was new information for you? I'm interested as well in other cocktails you are interested in. Let me know if there are some you would like me to cover!

See you soon :)

#piña colada #pina colada #cocktail #cocktailnerds #cocktails #bartending #bartender #cocktail history

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maythefool · 10 months ago

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@arcanedragonmage these are fun, thank you. ^-^ Eggs: Hard boiled eggs.

Steak: Medium rare if I eat it, which I do not generally lol.

Milk: I was quite fond of banana milk as a young lass.

Alcohol: Piña Coladas are my all time favourite drinks.

Warm drink: Black coffee I suppose?

I am not really sure what this is supposed to teach you about a person other than the fact that these are there preferences for certain things haha, but a fun exercise all the same.

@maymaymaymaymaymaymay @mbcbrdheun1 @aidenthemysticaltrash @maythecatgirl @transgirlskissing

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passionfruitmango · 4 months ago

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This might get a little trauma dumpy

[Upd8, it is]

I was just watching this reel about being a kid and recognizing when one of your friends came from a "weird" family. Well I didn't share the reel on fb because "underwear dinner" sounds like some fucked up shit the person that made the reel had to experience.

But it started with them talking about going to a friend's house, getting offered a snack and drink like normal, kids friend takes his mom up on the Bud Light and mom was "I'm a cool mom you can only have a sip" and left it in reaching distance from him, kid kept sipping whenever mom turned his back whatever

Okay so that reminded me of when I was 15, got invited to my 16 year old friends family cabin. They went yearly, she got to bring a different friend each summer, I was the "lucky choice" that summer. Everything was semi fine and fun until one of the other parents made me and my friend a drink, my friend said they have them all the time at the cabin, I was wondering why it tasted like shit but they told me it was pineapple.

They fucking gave me a piña colada without telling me. At 15. I was NOTORIOUSLY LOUD about being "straight edge" and THIS FRIEND KNEW THAT!!! SHE COULD HAVE TOLD ME AND JUST SHRUGGED IT OFF.

I obviously didn't drink it once i heard said parent say piña colada and not just "a drink" and then my friend and said parent still had the audacity to make me feel bad for not wanting it???

Hindsight is insane because this friendship fizzled out over high school, I had another mutual friend try to invite me to hang out with this friend again as adults, and genuinely this friend was never my friend and if I'm being honest is probably racist or just doesn't like non white people.

This bitch (the OG friend not the one that invited me to see said friend) had the AUDACITY to guilt trip me when I said I wouldn't be joining the group to do an escape room. Why? I told them I had zero interest in a Harry Potter themed escape room because i NEVER got into it like they did, and would prefer we do one of the other 2-3 options listed. Well because I was the "only one" who wasn't interested, they just chose to "do the Harry Potter one anyway" because "I should be able to figure it out" LOLNO Imma just not go then.

She tried to guilt trip me because she had to "change the cheesecake factory reservations last minute" LOOOOOOL GET FUCKING REAL.

This OG friend didn't invite me to her wedding either and everyone at Bar Trivia (the get together our mutual friend invited me to, which I thought went well, then covid hit, bar trivia was canceled, but they just HAD to go to the cities as a group to do "fun stuff!") was talking about how great a time they had and all these little moments only they'd understand, meanwhile I was just sitting there sipping on my drink fake smiling like c:

Good riddance I definitely blocked the OG friend on everything after I realized what a sour taste it left in my mouth, and now I've noticed 2 of the 3 friends that were present at Bar Trivia that night are also now colder to me!!! Luckily my original mutual that invited me is still in touch. It's just fucked to see people you were super close to make no effort to want to be around you or include you.

But I'm sure if I mentally went back through my memories, hindsight would show me a fuck ton more.

Just like how I just remembered this OG friend is the same person who made me cry during my first and only time playing "strip uno" because she wanted to play it for her birthday. "I don't know why you're hiding hunched over like that, you just look worse" OH BUT THE OTHER GIRL WHO SAID NO TO PLAYING DIDNT GET TREATED LIKE ME. MAYBE BECAUSE SHE WAS ALABASTER PALE.

Fuck you [redacted], you fake ass cunt.

#sunnie thoughts #traumablogging #sunnie vents #recalled memories #fucked up #messed up #ex friend #ex friends #teenage drama #past drama #blessed im grown now and can see through bullshit like that #past trauma #subtle reminder that my blog is 18+ and if you are not to please not interact with this post or my blog #alcohol #bad friend

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txortam · 1 year ago

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Pizza Pepperoni

Approximate, last know location: 51.520353914138894, -0.12444139809352953

ENGLISH To introduce myself, I have to admit that in a slightly peculiar way, I invited a person whom I deeply admire to eat a pizza, and talk about our affairs. Unfortunately, he hasn't answered me yet. Could it be that he prefers the pineapple pizza over the Pepperoni pizza? Or maybe it was that it didn't have enough cheese?

EUSKERA Nire burua aurkezteko, aitortu behar dut modu nahiko bitxi batean, biziki miresten dudan pertsona bat gonbidatu nuen pizza jatera, eta gure gauzetaz hitz egiteko. Zoritxarrez, oraindik ez dit erantzun. Izan al daiteke anana pizza nahiago duela Pepperoni pizza baino? Edo agian gazta nahikorik ez zuela?

CASTELLANO Como carta de presentación, he de reconocer que un poquito peculiar, invite a una persona a la que admiro profundamente a comer una pizza, y hablar de nuestros asuntillos. Por desgracia, todavía no me ha contestado ¿Sera que prefiere la pizza de piña antes que la de Pepperoni? ¿O tal vez es que tenía poco queso?

#pepperoni #introducing myself #london #graffiti

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markymarkmit · 2 years ago

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Using computers to provide that human touch

I asked Chat GPT how Chat GPT itself can remove friction from the airline CX. Chat GPT's response is attached. Chat GPT had four broad suggestions:

Instant customer service via Chat GPT chatbot

Personalized flight recommendations

Have Chat GPT assist customer through booking process

Automated checkin

While I feel that 3 and 4 are best solved through processing engineering, I think ideas 1 and 2 could have legs, in a modified form.

Instant Customer Service

Customer service is expensive - my friend who operates a call center says that taking a customer call costs $35. Worse still, companies try to limit this cost via cumbersome phone trees. Robin Williams even did a bit on it. Two examples:

Recording: "Please listen closely, as the following menu options have changed"

Me: "WHY must you waste 15 more seconds of my time in saying this? I've never heard your menu in the first place!"

Recording: "Did you know that you can find our store hours and address at www.XYZCompany.com?"

Me: "Yo, I know how to use Google Maps. I have a situation that I could not resolve on your website despite a thorough search."

I think a combination of reinforcement learning, an LLM interacting with customers, and carefully-delegated authority to the LLM for things like refunds and adjustments could do wonders. It would allow customers to be helped instantly and save companies costly human-fielded calls (ideally via a good chatbot). The LLM-fielded interactions would give dense data on exactly what the customer's concern was, the sentiment of the text, and the distribution of needs and preferred interaction by customer and demographic. And with reinforcement learning, little experiments, continuous improvement and adapting to changing circumstances are baked in.

2. Personalized Recommendations

From the case, SIA already gathered dense data on business-class customers in 2000. But at what level could they optimize? Could they determine that a given customer would want bourbon on a Thursday evening after work and a piña colada when returning from vacation on Jan 2nd? Could they make good suggestions about what a new customer would like, or what an existing customer would like but hasn't tried yet? Here again, reinforcement learning could play a role by generating a suggestions list and requesting feedback. I don't see reinforcment learning as replacing humans here, but augmenting humans by testing and learning across passengers, time and space. The flight attendants themselves would give feedback by rating how interactions went and by when they choose whether to implement a suggestion. Steve Jobs' metaphor of computers as a "bicycle for the mind" is apt.

#2023mitsloanbrandingsb

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sopheieio · 2 years ago

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gareth emerson hc's !!

mostly general hc’s but some gn reader x gareth stuff! gareth emerson is always on my brain.

for the record: i am almost always thinking of gareth n his friends (including eddie) as modern, just because it’s easier for me to imagine lol.

ik it's not a lot (sorry) but i'll probably end up writing more soon :))

background stuff:

gareth is the oldest sibling in my mind. he has two younger sisters who are significantly younger than him (so they’re like 10 and 7)

one of his sisters thinks he’s the coolest guy ever and the other is a little shit to him. that’s just how little siblings are tho, i don’t make the rules

corroded coffin practices are held at his house because a) his parents were the only ones willing to give up their garage and b) the rest of the band likes when his mom brings them snacks and drinks

his family probably has a guest room they let eddie stay in on the occasion things get bad between him and his uncle

his mom loves meeting his friends because she likes seeing who helped him come out of his shell after middle school. she’s just the sweetest woman ever

his dad probably pretends to disapprove of the band but when the neighbors complain about the noise, mr. emerson is out on the front lawn in a heartbeat, absolutely defending his son’s interests

i think @master-of-munsons hit the nail on the head with the cat hc ngl. the cat’s name is piña colada !! thats so cute im screaming

friends:

he met jeff when they were both in middle school (they were band kids sorry) and they met eddie later. so gareth’s besties with jeff but they both look up to eddie

he and jeff got into DnD in middle school together, and then when they got to high school they joined hellfire. eddie recruited them into corroded coffin afterward

he’s the kind of close to jeff that makes their classmates think they’re dating. it’s annoying that others don’t understand you can just have close friends, but they’re always laughing between just the two of them and they’re pretty physically close most of the time and do everything together, it gets taken the wrong way

like. have you ever seen those tik toks that are like “when you think you’re the only person in love with your boyfriend but then you meet his best friend” ? that’s you with gareth and jeff

i don’t think gareth’s the kind of guy to bring any of his best friends on dates with u or something, but the hellfire club members are for sure a safe subject with him. if there’s ever an awkward silence, ask him about what happened during the last campaign or what merciless villain eddie put them up against or what he and jeff did last week to prank the dickheads on the basketball team and he will TALK

he def has some friends outside of hellfire/corroded coffin but they’re just kinda different acquaintances from various classes- like his go-to’s when there’s a group project and they sometimes have short conversations if they see each other outside of class, yknow ?

despite what seems to be a resting bitch face, he seems like one of the more calm, sociable people in the group, so i feel like it’s easy for him to make friends. he just chooses to stick with his group

if there’s a hellfire groupchat he’s dry as fuck in it. sorry

dating:

gareth seems like the kind to get quite a few mini-crushes but nothing too serious. til he meets you ooooooo

i’ll let you choose how you and gareth get together if u want

but overall he’s a pretty good boyfriend, albeit inexperienced with all the conventional stuff

he probably forgets to actually ever call you his partner/girlfriend/boyfriend to your face at any point, so when someone stops to ask him if you’re single he rushes to make sure you know you two are dating and exclusive

as many have said, he doesn’t seem big on pda. quick kisses at most, but preferably nothing more than hand holding when the guys are around or else he’ll never hear the end of the teasing

but he is the most touchy person in private for sure. he’s such a small spoon it kills me

the guys probably knew gareth had a thing for you before he was ready to tell anyone, so when he announces that you two are together, they’re so happy for him it’s so sweet

you’re invited backstage to their gigs and get all the inside scoop (“like,, why can eddie just not stay on beat ?? i know he gets excited but c’mon”). gareth talks mad shit

if you can’t drive, he doesn’t mind u being his main passenger (although that means he gets to choose everything- where you eat if you go out, when you leave parties, etc. but he usually gives in to whatever u want anyway). if you can drive, you probably switch between drivers. he gets aux no matter what tho

#gareth emerson x reader #gareth the great #gareth stranger things #gareth emerson #gwydion lashlee walton #gareth #stranger things headcanons #hellfire club #gareth loml #gareth emerson x y/n

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patt-writes-stuff · 4 years ago

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Beach Days with The Genshin Characters!

Wc: 1.7k+

Type: Headcanons

CW: umm nothing except mentions of alcohol and maybe people being creeps? (None of the chars or you tho it’s very brief)

A/N: HI IM BACK FROM THE DEAD! These were supposed to be a lot shorter but I got too excited. If you by any chance wanna see some for your fav character lmk! I know it says request are closed in my bio but since it’s just hcs it’s a lot less (and I really enjoyed writing these so ajdhdhdk)

🔥Diluc:

This man cannot swim. Tell me otherwise, I dare you.

Kaeya tried to jokingly push him off a lil diving cliff area when they were kids.

He almost drowned. Kaeya was in a lot of trouble.

So, good luck getting this man to actually get in the water. The most he’ll do is sit on the shore where it’s very shallow.

He usually prefers to just stay under an umbrella on the sand and keep an eye on you.

Calls you every two hours in advance and helps you reapply sunscreen.

He’s very pale so I feel like he burns pretty easily, meaning he needs to reapply super frequently otherwise he will become a tomato. He brings like three bottles of the good shit. Tch, rich boy.

If you ask him to build a sandcastle, he will pretend to be annoyed but do it anyways. Ends up finding it kind of enjoyable.

He has the maids prepare a nice picnic basket for the two of you!! It’s got all your favorite foods plus grape juice cuz y’know.

If any creepy peeps approach you, don’t worry. He brought his vision and his claymore.

Of course, he won’t have to resort to such violent lengths. Everyone in Mondstadt knows who Diluc is and they probably know you’re his s/o, so they’re usually smart enough to mind their own business.

If they don’t, don’t worry. Diluc’s glare is more than enough to scare them away.

All in all I definitely recommend a beach day with him! I’ll give it a solid 8/10 (-2 for not wearing floaties and getting in the water with you or letting you teach him how to swim.

🖌Albedo:

You guys definitely 100% take Klee out with you on a beach day.

You guys bring snacks, beach toys like buckets and shovels for optimal sandcastle building, a picnic blanket, etc.

Jean definitely packs a lot more stuff for you guys to take with you than you actually need.

It’s only cuz she’s worried for Klee and is nervous about not being able to go with you guys though! It’s very sweet really.

Klee tries to bomb the fish and cause havoc at the beach 😭

I think Albedo is a good swimmer and gets in with you and Klee so that he can help her (which is very cute omfg)

He’s set total workaholic, as we know, so it took a lot of convincing to get him to put down his experiments and accompany you to the beach (however, he’s particularly weak to yours and klee’s puppy dog eyes so he caved eventually)

Though, looking at you and Klee happily building sandcastles and decorating them with pretty seashells of all shapes and colors, he can’t really find it in himself to complain.

He, of course, takes this opportunity to take out his sketchbook and draw the waves, seagulls, you… Of course he won’t let you see the sketch book no sir. He’s a bit embarrassed to be honest, but an artist such as himself recognizes beauty when he sees it so he simply had to draw you. (God I love him so much)

If a creepy person approaches you,- well don’t worry. The sight of a small arsonist child blowing up fish is enough to scare them away 🥰

At the end of the day, all three of you are all ticketed out. Albedo has to carry Klee back to Mondstadt because the poor baby fell asleep the moment you started drying her hair with the beach towel. You’re, of course, carrying back Dodoco and your bags. (You also manage to sneak a peak at Albedo’s sketchbook and find some very pretty drawings of you and Klee with your sandcastle)

At the end of the day, you guys tuck Klee in and read her a bedtime story (she woke up and insisted). Afterwards Albedo takes you back home and thanks you for coming with you and Klee (which you ofc say wasn’t a problem because how could you not???)

All in all? I’ll give it a solid 10/10. You’ve got tasty food, fun times, your boyfriend and his cute kid adoptive sister (yes I am very biased idc)

🦋Xiao:

I think it would take a lot of convincing to get Xiao to go out on a beach date with you.

He’ll probably see it as a distraction getting in the way of his slaying of monsters and demons.

However, he also worships the grounds you walk on (hehe, simp XD), so I don’t think it’ll take that much convincing on your part (especially because it’s is self appointed duty to keep you safe so if you insist on going with or without him, he supposes he’ll have to go)

Is definitely a bit tense at first. He doesn’t know how to let loose and chill so while you’re sun tanning on a beach chair he’s like 🧍‍♂️ahdgshjsjd

Eventually calms down a bit though! You get him to relax and eat some almond tofu you brought along with you. It definitely gets him to perk up.

I don’t think he would mind getting into the water but I do think he’d rather walk along the shore and collect pretty seashells and sea glass.

He later gives the ones he deems pretties to you (he hands them over to you with a blush on his face and pretends it’s not a big deal and he definitely gets all pouty and grouchy when you coo at how adorable he is)

As for creeps, Xiao is both intimidating and well known in Liyue. No one is brave enough (or, let’s be honest, dumb enough) to approach you with any bad intentions.

Sure, Xiao has sworn never to harm a human/citizen of Liyue but that doesn’t mean he can’t scare the absolute shit out of them.

I think Xiao would definitely enjoy a beach day 🥺🥺. He’d find it very relaxing to go out with you and just hear the sound of waves and feel the sand under his feet.

He’d definitely hint at wanting to do it again later. Of course, he won’t tell you. No, that’s a foolish mortal activity and he has much better things to do.

Wait no, don't turn around, yes he will go with you next month.

All in all, I give Xiao a 9/10. It’s a very relaxing day (which he deserves 😤). And you get to see a whole new side of him.

💎Ningguang:

OK SO ORIGINALLY I WASN'T GONNA WRITE ONE FOR HER (at least not in this post) BUT THEN I THOUGHT OF LADY NINGGUANG TAKING YOU TO A WHOLE ASS PRIVATE BEACH

She knows you don’t care about how exclusive the beach you go to is (in fact, the fact that you don’t care about where you are or what you do is one of the things that make her fall more and more madly in love with you) but you deserve the best so she’s gonna go all out.

She’s a busy lady so days like this where the two of you get to go somewhere and be together are few and far between.

She knows it’s hard to be in a relationship with someone who is busy 24/7, so she appreciates how you remain by her side despite all hardships. (Y’all are a whole ass power couple istg)

The two of you spend your day relaxing. Sun bathing, drinking piña coladas, maybe taking a dip in the ocean. It’s all very pleasant!

Ningguang doesn’t quite feel like the type of person who would sit in the sand and make sandcastle, however you’re more than welcome to make some yourself. She finds it endearing <3

If you insist on her helping, she’ll eventually comply. She loves you too much to say no. I feel like she’ll either be terrible at it or like a total architect.

Sand is technically like tiny rocks right? So maybe she can use her vision to help her? If that’s the case, she’s making a replica of the Jade chamber out of sand.

If any creepy person comes up to you don’t worry. Ningguang will buy the whole beach and then use her right of admission as owner to permanently ban them from the beach you’re at.

The only downside to a day at the beach with Ningguang might be that there’s a big chance she’ll be called to tend urgent matters, seeing as she is the Tianquan of the Liyue Qixing and all.

If that does happen, she’ll be sure to make it up to you somehow, whether it be rescheduling or taking care of the matter as soon as possible so that the two of you can get back to your day of relaxation and fun.

All in all?? Lady Ningguang will treat you like total royalty and the two of you will have an amazing time! I give her an 11/10 (she would literally buy a whole beach for you to be comfortable I mean c’mon)

🍃Venti:

BEACH DAYS WITH HIM ARE SO FUN!!

Swimming? Yeah, he’d love to! Sunbathing? Sure! He’ll ever conjure up a light breeze for the two of you. Sandcastle building? WELL OF COURSE WHY DO YOU THING HE BROUGHT ALL THESE BUCKETS AND SHOVELS?

No but seriously, he might be the best person out of everyone here to go to the beach with. He’s fun, free spirited, and he’s a traveling bard who’s been alive long enough to know where all the best beaches in Teyvat are. (He also knows a guy- er, well, dragon I suppose- who is willing to fly them to any place).

He’ll play some soft tunes while you doze under the sun.

HE PICKS PRETTY SHELLS AND GIFTS THEM TO YOU!!!

He will bring booze. I’m pretty sure this is a necessity. If you’re a little upset about it, he’ll probably “eheh~” his way out of it. That slick bastard.

If you really insist on him not drinking, he won’t consume much alcohol.

If some creepy person approaches you and tries to ruin you your day of beach time fun, all of their stuff will suddenly be blown away, causing them to scramble back to their spot and (almost embarrassingly) flail around trying to catch everything. What a shame…

At the end of the day, he’d be a little sad to leave. Definitely makes plans about tbe two of you going back soon.

I gotta give him a 10/10 he’s just so fun omg.

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5 times Ian and Mickey eat ice-cream/popsicles together - shameless summer series 🍨🍦🥄

inspo from @ianandmickeygallavich's summer prompt list

moments from s2 - post-finale

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the first time ian and mickey ate ice cream together was at the kash & grab. they had just finished helping lip stock up his ice cream truck with goods from the store. mickey focused on tuning out linda's obsessive ranting.

"you ever get anything from the ice cream truck when you were little?" ian asked out of nowhere, after a lull of silence had passed over them.

"the truck never ran in our neighborhood, numbnuts."

ian paused, considering, "oh, i guess maybe fiona took us to the parks sometimes. maybe that's where it was."

"probably." a pause.

"what would you get?"

"a joint."

"no, no, like from a legit truck!" ian rolled his eyes "i always got the bomb pops. carl always got the spongebob. he liked ripping the face apart."

"'course you would get the bomb pop, army."

"doesn't answer my question, mickey."

mickey flipped him off. "how about those little chocolate cones? those bitches always looked good."

ian smirked his dumbass smirk that mickey couldn't look at for too long without his cheeks heating up.

"what?" he asked, adverting his gaze.

ian headed towards the freezer. yeah, mickey could go for another round. he followed him until he saw that ian had stopped in front of the open door for a moment before turning around with two chocolate covered ice cream cones in hand. he handed one to mickey, cold fingers meeting hot for a brief second.

"i'll have to take it out of your pay check, of course," ian teased.

mickey simply glared his way, but softened when he realized the tone. "yeah? well i'd ring ya neck for even considering it, but it's hot as balls so i'm saving my breath."

"sureeee you are." ian smiled again.

it was quiet in the store except for their obnoxious slurping as the ice cream melted faster than they could lick it.

---

ian's been having a difficult time adjusting to his new med change. he was tired all the time, his usual go-getter motivation put on hold.

fiona usually only bought popsicles at the beginning of the summer. it wasn't the beginning of summer. it was almost fall. so no one knew how bomb pops were stocked in the freezer.

mickey knew.

carl wretched open the freezer, shaking the popsicle box upside down, the remaining three falling out. he took one for himself, passed one to a zombie-like version of ian sitting at the kitchen counter, and tossed another to mickey, who was reading a magazine at the kitchen table.

mickey furrowed his eyebrows. "i didn't ask."

"yeah, but you wanted one." carl shrugged and leaned against the fridge for a moment.

"thanks, kid." mickey mumbled after maybe somewhat of an awkward length of time. carl took that as a dismissal as he bounded up the stairs.

ian had been quiet, not even muttering a thanks. he managed to unwrap it, but not much else.

"'s your favorite, man," mickey nodded towards the bomb pop sitting idle in his hands.

ian half nodded and gave a sorry excuse for a fake smile. his popsicle dripped.

mickey frowned. patient, he got up from the table and sat next to ian, wiping the melted popsicle with his jacket sleeve.

they sat there quietly, eating their popsicles together, tongues cold and red.

mickey was trying.

---

ian and mickey had been in the car for hours now, heading further south with every passing minute. conversations fell anywhere from their past, their present, and their future. ian tried to keep his focus on their present.

"didn't you say there was some ice cream around here we gotta try?" ian wondered, memory flickering with something mickey had said a few hours ago.

"paletas de crema," mickey enunciated in a put-on spanish accent. he smirked. "yeah, man, we'll make a pit stop for it pretty soon. damon said it was to die for."

"wonder if damon's got himself arrested yet?" ian mused.

"nah, fuck him."

they stopped at some ma & pa shop down in texas near the border. somehow, mickey had a family discount.

mickey ordered pineapple, claiming to be a slut for piña coladas. he ordered a strawberry for ian, claiming to know what ian would like. he wasn't wrong. they switched ice creams for a couple licks and ian definitely preferred his strawberry.

mickey got a little on his chin and ian wiped it off without thinking, they both paused and stiffened for a moment, before acting like that didn't just happen. the uncharted territory scaring them both a bit.

---

"what's your favorite ice cream flavor?" franny asked, kicking her feet absentmindedly in the backseat of the new gallagher-milkovich van.

"really, kid? ya had a whole day of school you could be tellin' me about, but you wanna know about ice cream?" mickey argued with the six year old.

"mhmm," she nodded before staring out the window again.

"chocolate ice cream's my fav. what's yours?"

"strawberry!"

"'course it would be, strawberry shortcake. should we go get some, just the two of us?" mickey asked, pulling out of the school lot.

franny chanted for ice cream until the physical cups (not cones) were handed to them through the drive through. she frowned when she saw a third cup. there were only two people in the car, right? and this ice cream was green.

"what's that?" she asked incredulously.

"ice cream?"

"but it's green, uncle mickey!"

"'s pistachio. it's your uncle ian's favorite."

"we gotta wait for him before we eat ours then!"

mickey snuck a spoonful of his chocolate ice cream when fran wasn't looking.

mickey may have also broken several traffic laws to get them home before their ice cream could melt.

as soon as they were parked in the street, franny bolted towards the house, pink and green ice cream in hand.

"uncle ian, uncle ian! look!"

mickey slammed the car door behind him and picked up franny's backpack from the back seat. he glanced up to see franny nearly tackling his giant of a husband. he looked so enthusiastic about everything franny was telling him before he directed her inside.

mickey made his way over to ian's side, tossing franny's backpack at his feet with a thud before giving him a quick smooch.

"mmm," ian hummed. he smacked his lips together. a pause. "chocolate?" he asked, picking up the backpack.

"what about it?" mickey's eyebrows raised, somewhere between a threat and a tease.

"fran told me you were waiting for me."

"told ya i'm not good with rules," mickey smirked at him before following franny inside.

they all ate at the dining table while franny told both of them about her drama-filled day at first grade.

---

it was a hot ass summer and the AC in their apartment was on the fritz. they thought that moving to the west side would guarantee working utilities at all times, but apparently they were wrong because it was sweltering inside their bedroom.

ian couldn't help but lay on the bed and groan. he was shirtless, hair still a bit wet from his most recent shower, and he was utterly uncomfortable.

mickey had left to go to the corner store in a fucking jacket like a crazy person. so ian closed his eyes and waited it out.

he opened his eyes again to the sound of a wrapper being ripped open. mickey sauntered over to the bed, tossing his jacket in the corner. ian was distracted by just how good mickey's arms looked today that it took him a moment to realize what was in his hands.

a cold, cold popsicle in all its glory.

ian reached for it, but mickey moved it out of reach, instead dramatically teasing ian when he licked it.

ian didn't know if the heat or his taunting husband would be the death of him.

it looked like mickey finally had his share of fun fucking with ian. he brought the popsicle close to ian's mouth, hovering above his awaiting tongue. at the last second mickey dipped the popsicle below his mouth, messily dragging it down his chin, neck, chest. ian shivered at the chill, and then again as the sticky trail was covered with mickey's tongue, still cold from the popsicle.

ian would have to shower again, but he couldn't care less.

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Darren Criss Suits Up In Francis Libiran For His Christmas Soundtrack, A Very Darren Crissmas

It’s beginning to sound a lot like Christmas.

Following the success of Masquerade, Darren Criss is extra prolific in the music department this year as he is set to spread Christmas cheer with the release of his holiday-themed album, A Very Darren Crissmas.

While it can be greatly argued that all things considered, it doesn’t quite feel like the holidays just yet, especially in the strictest sense of Filipino culture, it is beginning to sound a lot like Christmas for sure. Just like clockwork, the spirit of the season was soundtracked by the likes of Mariah Carey, Jose Mari Chan, and of course, the good ‘ol classics, the onset of the ber months immediately felt warm, nostalgic, and even for a little bit, joyful. Whether it be more traditional or pop-laced, or if you are a fan of the holidays, there is something comforting about carols and songs particular to Christmas, so much so that for the longest time, musicians find some sort of success when they release yuletide-themed music. Joining the bandwagon, or dare we say, the sleigh, is Darren Criss, as he is set to release A Very Darren Crissmas.

“It really was only a matter time,” writes Darren Criss on Instagram ahead of the release of A Very Darren Crissmas. “I always knew that if I ever made Christmas album, it would have to be much more than just a collection of songs you already knew.” True enough, following the reveal of the holiday compilation tracklist, there are a few standards, but in a prolific effort, the originals stand out more, featuring self-penned tracks and interesting collaborations (Adam Lambert, Evan Rachel Wood, Lainey Wilson). “With songs you know, songs you don’t, songs you thought you knew…and songs you never knew you needed,” as the teaser of the tracks says, this musical undertaking is not only carefully thought of, but close to his heart as well.

Taking On Christmas Cheer

“I’d want it to be a journey through songs that not only had a personal significance to my life, but also a unique introduction to songs folks had never heard before, and a re-introduction to a few they might think they know—but have never considered differently,” Darren Criss further expands on the premise of A Very Darren Crissmas. “Every eclectic choice led this album to feel astutely true to its namesake: a very, indisputably, ‘me’ Christmas.”

Making it even more unique to himself and his definition of the holidays, the album art features Darren Criss as different members of his own family. With nothing more Christmas-y than that, the award-winning actor, musician (who also just recently released, Masquerade), and OG StarKid is seen in a very holiday image where he is dressed up as his late father, his mother, his brother Chuck, and his younger self. Sitting by the piano holding out a plate of treats is present-day Darren Criss, suited up in robe-like formal in marsala brocade by Filipino designer, Francis Libiran.

Always loud and proud about his Filipino roots, Darren Criss has been known to honor his heritage whenever possible. Whether be in interviews, part of his characters (see: Hollywood, The Assassination Of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story, and Trese), and fashion, there will always be a nod to the Philippines. In fact, this isn’t the first time he is wearing a Filipino designer.

Ever since they got connected at the 76th Golden Globes in 2019, the two artists have struck a creative bond. From The Outstanding Filipino Americans virtual awards show, the premiere of Aladdin in Hollywood, and most importantly, the reception following his wedding to Mia Swier, Darren Criss always found the perfect occasion to wear a bespoke Francis Libiran piece. The latter was the most special as they collaborated on the design elements on the piña barong tagalog with Pintados tattoo-like details to hero Cebu, the hometown of his mother, Cerina.

Raring And Ready

For A Very Darren Crissmas, a more refined and rich take on the holidays was the main consideration of Francis Libiran for the wine and gray silk brocade suit of Darren Criss. A fresh take on the traditional suit, the precision of menswear relents to the graceful curves of the lapel that extends to a nice bow, in the spirit of gift-giving, of course. “The patterns used on the suit are elegantly unorthodox, highlighting a part of him who daringly embraces the beauty of being different,” details the Filipino designer in our interview. “Here we are, absolutely humbled that Darren decided to wear us for his Christmas album.”

As if echoing the vibrant visual of A Very Darren Crissmas and the Francis Libiran suit in particular, the lead single of the musical exposition is equally bold and considered. Realized in a rousing big band orchestration, Happy Holidays/The Holiday Season is more than enough to shift your mood and slowly get into the swing of the season. Indulging in the cheer and the charm of Christmas, Darren Criss is raring and ready to redefine his holidays, dutifully inviting you into his family for a very Darren Crissmas.

Was Darren Criss hands on? How did the creative process go, despite the pandemic?

We basically presented him with style options, and then he gets to pick which one he prefers to wear. The great thing about him is that he is so open to experiment with different styles or color combinations, so it wasn’t difficult to work with him. Due to the pandemic, all of our consultations are conducted virtually, so if we need to clarify anything with Darren’s team, we discuss it online.

What were the inspirations that were worked on for this particular look?

The inspiration behind the wine and gray silk brocade suit was a combination of muted elegance and sharpness of character. It was basically Darren in a nutshell: he is a star that shines so brightly every time he delivers a performance, but he is a grounded person who never shies away from his roots.

What is it like working and collaborating with Darren Criss, especially with A Very Darren Crissmas?

Working with Darren never felt like work, actually. He is an easy person to talk to, and like I’ve said, we’ve already established a friendship. Our working relationship is mutually beneficial through our support for each other. I’d be very happy to collaborate with him in his future events soon!

A Very Darren Crissmas by Darren Criss is set to release on October 8, 2021 wherever you stream music.

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