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checkurwindow · 4 years ago

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i’m so scared

Book: Open Heart

Warnings: It’s a lot longer than my usual fic and much angstier, but hope you enjoy it!

Rating: Teen for light swearing.

Pairing: Ethan x F!MC

Word count: 5200+ I KNOW!! It’s the single longest piece of writing I’ve ever written.

Author’s note: I’m actually really proud of this fic so please reblog and let me know what you thought of it! Here’s my masterlist for more content! I wrote a sequel to this fic too!

One

That’s how old she was when her father left. Her mother knew that he was never going to stay, but that didn’t stop her from breaking down every night for 3 months when she thought her beloved daughter had fallen asleep, when instead she lay awake, wondering what could have happened to make her mother hide her sadness every day, only letting her walls come down when she thought nobody was watching.

She didn’t understand much beyond that, just knowing that her dear old dad had left for a pack of cigarettes and milk, but left behind only a stack of legal papers on the counter while her mother had gone off to work, desperate to give her little girl the best life she could.

Two

The number of people in her family. She and her mom, her mom and her. It was just the two of them, or at least that’s what her mother told her every time she asked. She was fine with that, she loved her mother with all her little heart. She didn’t need anybody else.

Her mom had found a job in Providence, a job that could support both of them, and an apartment that had a reasonable rent. She was scared at first, moving to a “big city”, but her mom assured her that it was a kingdom, and she was the princess.

Three

That was the number of bracelets she had gotten for her fifth birthday. She and her mom had been walking downtown, running some errands, when they walked past a jewelry store and saw the set of three bracelets in the store window.

She had asked her mom if she could have them, even resorting to using her best puppy dog eyes in an attempt to persuade her.

Her mom had told her that they were too expensive, and they didn’t have enough money to buy them. She was disappointed, sulking the rest of the way home.

3 weeks later, her mom returned to the jewelry store, spending almost a month's worth of her salary to buy that special set of bracelets for her daughter. She was beyond excited when she woke up on her birthday and saw that bright pink box next to her bed.

She started showing off those prized possessions of hers to all her friends at school. One was gold with a diamond charm, the other was silver with a ruby charm. The last was bronze with a deep sapphire charm. The bronze one was her favourite, even after Derek Reagan said it was ugly. She told Derek that he was ugly.

Four

That was the grade she was in when she met him.

It was a usual Monday, she was rushing through some unfinished homework when Mr Kingston, her teacher entered, accompanied by a boy who looked just a little taller than her.

Turns out it was a new student, transferring from another school that had just closed down. He was wearing a blue button-down, a big difference from the rest of the boys in her class whose t-shirts were either dinosaurs, or cars, or superheroes. He introduced himself as Ethan Jonah Ramsey while the rest of the class stared blankly at him, before returning to their own friends. Mr Kingston assigned him to the seat next to her.

“Hi, Eefen Jonah!” She waved excitedly at him as he sat down next to her.

“My name is Ethan, Jonah is my middle name,” he corrected.

She made a small ‘o’ with her mouth, thinking for a short while before responding, “I prefer Eef,” she smiled, making him blush slightly.

She took a container out of her bag, opening it to reveal large apple slices. She took one in each hand, careful not to let them slip as she turned back towards him, offering the slice in her left hand.

He slowly took one and smiled, “thanks,” he said when he noticed the set of sparkly jewelry on her wrist, “I like your bracelets.”

Five

That’s how many people were in her friend group by middle school.

First, there was Jackie Varma. She thought Jackie was a little mean when she first met her, she always picked fights with everyone. But she soon learned that she was only mean to people she didn’t like, and she even called Derek stupid when he was mean to her. She asked Jackie if she wanted to have lunch with her after that.

Next was Sienna Trinh. She was nice to everyone, and her first friend at school. She always shared her food, usually sweet treats, with everyone in class, even when Jackie was convinced they were poisonous, she never stopped radiating her positivity.

Bryce Lahela was a flirt. And rightfully so, as every girl in her class had a crush on him. Every girl except her. Bryce was convinced he knew the reason why, and voiced his opinion every chance he got, “She doesn’t have a crush on me because she’s in love with Ramsey, that’s the only reason.”

She would always blush when he said that, which was often seeing how he and Jackie bickered daily about it. Yes, she and Ethan had been best friends since fourth grade. Yet that was all they were. Best friends, never venturing out of that sacred zone.

And then there was Ramsey himself. He had gotten tall, very tall. He was easily the tallest of the group, while she was one of the shortest, barely taller than Sienna. He was a bit gangly and awkward, sometimes very quiet as well, but he was her best friend.

Six

That was the day of the month Ethan was born.

He was turning fifteen, and begged his dad for money instead of his usual books. His dad thought it was strange, as reading had quickly become one of his favorite pastimes, but waved it off as typical teenager behaviour.

A couple days before, she had lost her treasured bracelets. She had taken them off during art class, careful not to spill paint and ruined her favourite set of jewelry. She had rushed off after class because she wanted to get the cafeteria pizza while it was still fresh and hot for all her friends, and accidentally left the bracelets behind. When she came back to get them after lunch, however, they were gone. She cried for the first time in what felt like forever.

Ethan’s dad had done what he had asked of him, giving him cash for his birthday. Upon receiving his present, he rushed up to his room and took his box of savings out from the top of his closet, almost falling off the chair he was climbing to get them.

He hurriedly counted up all his money, adding to the amount he had been saving, ecstatic when he realised he had a little more than what he needed. He quickly ran out, wallet in hand, barely able to tell his dad that he was going out as he sprinted out the front door.

He finally made it to the jewelry store that, after much research, he knew carried the same set of bracelets as the ones his best friend had lost. The attendant asked what a young man like himself was doing buying such an expensive set of jewelry, teasing about if using all his hard-earned cash by doing extra chores was really worth it for a girl.

He smiled widely, heart racing from the sprint over, but nodded rapidly, forking over the money he had planned to use to buy a new set of books. When he got home, he put the shiny new bracelets in a box, doing his best to wrap them in bright red wrapping paper, her favourite colour.

At school the next day, he got in early and slipped the box into her desk drawer before she arrived.

“Eef,” that’s what she called him when something big was happening, “you won’t believe what I found!” she squealed to him after class.

She told him all about the bracelets she found at her desk, while he smiled and nodded, telling her he was happy for her. Jackie made eye contact with him and gave him a knowing look, his eyes darting around the room when he realised, but she didn’t say a word about it after that.

Seven

The number of med schools she applied to. They all applied to med schools.

She applied to Harvard, Yale, Stanford, Princeton, Brown, NYU, and Johns Hopkins.

She was accepted to all of them, which was more than impressive. Her mother had never been prouder of her.

Ethan never told her, but he applied to the same schools as her, all seven. He got into all of them except Harvard, so hoped to every powerful being up beyond the night sky that she wouldn’t accept their invitation. He wasn’t ready to lose her, not yet, maybe not ever.

After spending countless coffee-fueled nights sorting through and weighing the pros and cons of each school, she finally decided on Johns Hopkins. Ethan did too, after he determined that they had the best professors there. At least, that’s what he told her when she asked how he decided.

Sienna, one of her closer friends in the group, was her shoulder to cry on if Ethan wasn’t around, which was rare but had happened a couple times throughout the years. Sienna decided to go to Princeton, along with her boyfriend, Wayne, or was it Dwayne? Nobody really knew as he never bothered to show up most of the time when they reluctantly invited him per Sienna’s request.

The rest of their friend group split up, each going to a different med school. They made a pact one drunken night the summer before they all headed out to med schools all across the country.

They promised to meet up every chance they could, even if it meant driving in the middle of the night through storm and snow. Jackie insisted it was way too cheesy when Sienna half sobbed, half stated it while they sat on Bryce’s rooftop, bottles of alcohol and snacks surrounding them, but in the end, the tears made Jackie agree.

Ethan helped her pack for college, something she assured him she could easily do herself but he insisted anyway. He helped move her things into her dorm, something he hadn’t yet done for himself but he didn’t care. They met her roommate, Grace Young, who upon first seeing them, mistakenly assumed they were dating. She quickly corrected Grace, properly introducing Ethan as her best friend.

Eight

That’s the number of years it took for Ethan to realise he was in love with her.

Why it had taken him so long, he didn’t have a single clue. He should’ve realised it sooner, but now he couldn’t not see it. Ethan was completely sure he was mind-blowingly in love with her.

Why hadn’t he noticed the first day he met her, when she immediately shared her apple slices with him, making him feel welcome and accepted unlike most of the class. Sure, he had figured out long ago that she was beautiful, but he never thought it was love.

Why hadn’t he noticed it all through middle school, when Bryce mercilessly teased the both of them about it. “Damn,” he thought, “I hate it when Bryce is right.”

And why had he not realised it in high school, when he spent all his savings he earned over countless summers to replace the bracelets that she lost? When instead of bullying her, Derek Reagan started flirting with her, which made Ethan so angry when he saw it happen, but ecstatic when she turned him down in front of the whole school, citing all the times he had bullied and picked on her. Friends don’t do that for each other. But she was more than just a friend, wasn’t she?

Ethan should’ve known when he followed her 370 miles away from their hometown just to be at the same med school as her. Sure, it was a great school, but that wasn’t the reason he was there. He was there for her. You don’t just do that for a friend you like or even have a crush on. No, he loved her.

It was quite ridiculous, really. How had she gotten him wrapped around her finger, and without him even realising for so many years? Ethan knew he was helpless to her charms, he would do anything she wanted him to do, he would’ve followed her to the ends of the earth if she had asked.

But did she know? That was the thought that circled around his head during sleepless nights as he tossed and turned in his bed. Did she know how weak she made him? How helpless he was when it came to anything that had to do with her?

He quickly decided that she couldn’t have known. She wouldn’t have let him spend all his birthday money and savings on her, let him follow her to med school, let him torture himself all these years if she knew it was all for her.

Nine

That’s how many apartment listings she had to choose from.

She sat in the coffee shop near the hospital reading over the listings. Now that they had started their residency, Grace had been matched with another hospital and moved in with fellow interns there.

This one was too expensive, that one would be too loud. She had no idea which one to choose. And to add to her troubles, she had no roommate. There was no way she could find a reasonable place in downtown Boston without a roommate, it was impossible.

That’s when Ethan walked through the door, his hair combed to perfection as usual.

“Ethan, thank god you’re here. Come help me pick out an apartment,” she pleaded, showing him pictures of all the listings.

He shrugged his jacket off as he sat down next to her, inhaling the comforting scent of hers he had grown to love over all these years that wafted through the air.

“This one looks nice,” he pointed to one of the listings, “barely a block away from the hospital, great lighting, tons of restaurants around, and the rent would be affordable for two people.”

“I know, it’s perfect but I can’t afford it,” Ethan frowned and looked up at her in confusion.

She let out a defeated sigh, “I haven’t found a roommate yet, and there’s no way I can afford that place all on my own,” she admitted and turned back to the other listings in search of a cheaper place, the frown still evident on her face.

“I’ll be your roommate,” he mentally cursed himself the second those words escaped from his mouth. He had just offered to be roommates with his best friend that he just happened to be hopelessly in love with. What could possibly go wrong?

His regrets immediately ceased to exist when her face lit up, full of delight. She threw her arms around him gratefully, hugging him as tightly as she could, and he knew every single moment would be worth it for her, “thank you so much, Eef!”

Ten

That’s the number of times he had tried to tell her.

The first time was when she came home after a bad day. It was pouring rain outside, and she had walked in completely drenched and in a mess of tears. After many attempts on Ethan’s part to try to get her to tell him what was wrong, he eventually gave up and stuck to comforting her instead. As she cried, soaking his clothes with not only her tears but the rain her clothes and hair had absorbed on the way in, he wanted nothing more than to tell her how much he loved her.

Then there was the time she convinced him to bake a cake together on their day off. He had accidentally gotten cake batter on her nose, and she laughed as she smeared some of it across his face, which resulted in a war using their leftover ingredients still on the counter. He never thought she was more beautiful than she was right there, and was tempted to risk it all. But he never did.

The third time was over the phone, he had gone home but she was still at Edenbrook, filling in patient charts when he received a call from her.

“Hey, Ethan.”

“Hey, what’s the call for?”

Her voice was momentarily shaky on the other end, it made his heart rate go up significantly, “I just wanted to tell you...hi,” was what she said after a long pause.

“You called just to say hi?” he laughed.

“Yeah. I gotta go now, bye,” she hung up before he had a chance to respond.

The next time was when they watched a movie. “Maybe a romantic movie would help,” he thought to himself as he loaded up The Fault In Our Stars. He was wrong. The movie only made her cry again, and he couldn’t bring himself to tell her then.

The next time, he was determined to finally do it. He stopped by the florist on the way home, picking up a bouquet of her favourite flowers, bougainvilleas. He even rehearsed the exact words he was going to say when he professed his love to her while walking back. But he opened the door only to be met with her wearing a stunning blue sundress that left him was speechless. Only she had that effect on him.

The sixth time was in the middle of the night, around 1 am. Ethan couldn’t sleep, his head was clouded with thoughts of her and her alone. He convinced himself he was going to tell her. Yes, he was going to march into her room and tell her. He got up to tell her, but instead heard her throwing up when he approached the door. He spent the rest of the night comforting her and making sure she was okay.

Then he decided he couldn’t do it himself. He called up Sienna, who had long since figured out who Ethan was in love with. Sienna actually laughed when he had asked her to tell her on his behalf. She thought it was a joke. When she realised he was being serious, her lighthearted behavior dissolved, instead, she firmly told him that he had to do it himself, and promptly hung up the phone.

Eighth time’s the charm, right? Wrong. He thought of writing a letter, “it’s easier this way,” he thought. All he had to do was write his feelings down on a piece of paper and hand her the letter, easy. He then realised that it was far too impersonal. He knew her, hell, he spent more than half his life with her. And that’s why he knew that if he ever did it, she’d want to hear it in person from him directly.

Then he tried to tell her as they walked back from Edenbrook after a long shift. It was a typical Boston day, and Ethan decided there was no time like the present to tell her. He had every intention to tell her, he really did. But she received an important phone call that she needed to take just as he was about to open his mouth.

Finally, he decided that he had had enough. He wasn’t going to let anything come between his plans to tell her the truth for a second longer than he needed to. He planned a delightful picnic for the both of them. They headed to a nearby park that she loved on a cool but sunny day, it was a perfect day. And that was what stopped him from telling her this time.

They were having so much fun, what if by telling her the truth, he ruined the day. What if he ruined their entire friendship, years worth of time spent together wasted and down the drain all because he was so selfish? What if she didn’t reciprocate his feelings, and that was the last good memory of her that he had? He gave up trying to tell her after that.

Eleven

That��s how many times she tried to tell him.

The first time was immediately after she found out. It was a shocking discovery, and she was lost as to what to do with the new information. It didn’t exactly help that it had been an awful day. On her way back to the apartment, it started to rain heavily. A terrible end to a terrible day, really. When she finally made it indoors, she instantly fell into his arms. She knew she could’ve told him there, but she didn’t.

She decided that they needed to be doing something more fun and lighthearted, so she suggested baking, and was surprised when he actually agreed. But seeing him there, covered in cake batter, who knows how much flour, and grinning at her, she wanted to keep this memory.

After feeling guilty for not telling him that day, she called him while taking a break from charts.

“Hey, Ethan,” she said, building herself up to finally tell him.

“Hey, what’s the call for?”

Her voice quivered, the nerves building up, “I just wanted to tell you,” she decided it was too much, she’d tell him another time, “...hi.”

‘You called just to say hi?” she heard his laugh on the other end.

She closed her eyes tightly, embarrassed, “yeah. I gotta go now, bye,” she hung up as quickly as she could.

The next time she tried to tell him was during movie night, but the bastard just had to pick The Fault In Our Stars. Since when did Ethan even start voluntarily watching romantic movies anyway? And he couldn’t have picked any other movie. She spent a good part of the rest of the night cursing the tears that choked back all the words she wanted to say.

Then she was going to tell him when he got back to the apartment. She spent so long in the bathroom practicing what she was going to say to him in the mirror. Time and time again, pacing in her favourite blue sundress to calm her nerves as she recited the words back to herself. But then he showed up with a bouquet of her favorite flowers. He had always been so sweet like that to her. She really didn’t deserve him, and she hated herself for not telling her then.

At 1 in the morning, she felt sick to her stomach, and rushed into her bathroom. She threw up all of her dinner from hours before, no doubt looking awful while doing so. Then Ethan showed up and spent the entire night comforting her. She knew she could’ve ended her own torture right then and there, and she was planning to. Up until she fell asleep on his shoulder.

Maybe she didn’t have to be the one to tell him? And so she drove an hour back to Providence to see her mom, seeking advice. There must’ve been a better way to tell him, a way that wouldn’t be putting her through so much agony. Her mom only hugged her tightly. She told her that she was the only one who could make the decision to tell him and wished her the best of luck.

She sat at her desk and attempted to write a letter, but how could you write someone a letter to tell them about such a subject? There was no way words on a piece of paper could explain how she felt. It wasn’t fair to Ethan, it had to be done in person.

And then there was the time they were walking back home from the hospital. She would’ve told him there, she should’ve told him there, but she didn’t. Instead, she received a phone call. She knew exactly what the call would be about even before she tapped the ‘answer’ icon.

The next was the time he set up a picnic for the both of them. It was a perfect day, it was the perfect time to tell him, but that was the moment she realised she loved him. She just wasn’t willing to stain the moment she realised she loved her best friend with her horrible news.

Finally, there was the time she actually told him the truth. It was cold, but she asked him to go up to the rooftop with her. He agreed, and they made their way up to the empty rooftop garden. They stood in silence as they looked out at the city around them, the city lights glittering like diamonds in the dark, or shooting stars in the night sky. Ethan tried to tell her first.

“I love—”

“Ethan, I’m dying.”

Twelve

That’s how many months are in a year. That’s how many inches are in a foot. That’s how many signs there are in the zodiac. That’s how many days of Christmas there are.

That wasn’t how many malignant tumours she had, Ethan refused to believe it.

Well, as he soon learned, that there were most likely more than 12 tumours in the person he grew up with, the person he loves, the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, the person who had much less than a lifetime to live. There were twelve tumours over a month ago, and she hadn’t told him.

He was so caught up in his own feelings that he didn’t know his best friend had stage 4 pancreatic cancer. It was needless to say he felt like absolute shit. She had end-stage cancer and he, a doctor, couldn’t do a single fucking thing about it.

He waited until he was out of her sight before he let all his emotions out, he asked her if she could go back in the apartment and leave him on the roof to process what had happened, she did.

He knew all about pancreatic cancer, he knew that the symptoms usually don’t show up until it was too late, he knew that it would’ve already spread all across her body. Yet, it didn’t stop him from completely breaking down after she went back down.

He sobbed, he sobbed until all the tears were gone, then he shouted, he shouted at the night sky, shouting at every being up there, screaming at them, asking how they could possibly curse the most perfect person in the world with an untreatable tumour.

Once he was done, once his tear ducts were dry and his throat was hoarse, he returned to the apartment, his eyes red and his throat sore. He quietly crept into her room, seeing those teary eyes of hers that broke his heart, that made every cell in his body hurt and scream. He wordlessly climbed into her bed and wrapped his arms around her. That was how they spent the rest of the night, him silently holding her in his arms, not willing to ever let go.

She fell asleep fast, she was tired, she was always tired nowadays. He was the opposite, his mind racing. He spent the entire night hating himself for not realising sooner, for missing all the clues. All the clues that were right in front of his face this whole time.

He remembered the first time he tried to tell her when she came home upset, was that when she learned the news? He thought about how she reacted to the movie they watched, he finally realised why she was crying so much more. Then there was the night she threw up, he cursed himself for missing that. It had been so obvious. But he hated himself the most for not spending all his time with her when he had the chance.

Now as he sat in the hospital room, his head in his hands as she slept soundly, all he could do was wait. Wait for the cancer to take her from her friends, her family, from him. That’s all he could do now, wait. Ethan had been in the hospital for a week now, she’d wanted to be at Edenbrook so that he could see her during his breaks, but he hadn’t worked since the day he found out.

He only went back to their apartment to take a shower every now and then, and even then he sprinted to and fro. They didn’t know when her time would be up, it could be hours, days, weeks, or even months. And he had to be around when she ran out of time, he would hate himself even more if he wasn’t.

He had called all of their friends, and they all took turns showing up at her room to see her. Bryce showed up with a gigantic stuffed teddy bear that didn’t fail to make her laugh. Jackie came with a million stories about her horrible intern, attendings, and patients alike. Sienna came in everyday bearing fresh home-cooked food for her.

His dad and her mom showed up most days too, providing words of encouragement for not only her, but him as well. They both figured out one way or another how he felt about her, and they knew how hard it was for him.

Ethan was always at the hospital, but limited the time he spent in her room. He couldn’t stand being at her bedside, watching her groan and moan in pain as he was completely fine. Everything just felt too real for him.

“Doctor Ramsey, she’s asking for you,” a nurse said. He looked up and nodded. His feet felt heavy, like they were made of bricks as he approached her room. He pushed the door open, and his heart dropped at the sight before him.

She was staring back at him, her eyes hadn’t changed a single bit. The rest of her didn’t share the same fate as her eyes. She was thinner, her face pale and gaunt, she looked exhausted. The hospital gown looked as if it was wearing her, and not the other way around. And despite all of that, she was still beautiful in his eyes.

“Hi,” she said in a whispered tone.

He pressed his lips together, choking back the tears that were beginning to form. He couldn’t handle this.

“You look awful,” she teased, which earned a pitiful laugh from him as he wiped the sides of his eyes where tears were moments away from falling.

She moved to one side of the hospital bed to make room for him. He hesitated for a moment, afraid that he would hurt her some way, but he eventually laid down beside her. Her frail frame clung to him, and he felt the dreadfully familiar feeling of her tears staining his shirt.

“I’m so scared, Eef,” her use of the enchanting nickname she gave him that he wholeheartedly loved made the tears fall from his eyes as he closed them tightly, holding back a sob. ��

He didn’t know what to say, he couldn’t find the right words, so he just hugged her as tightly as he could without hurting her and pressed his lips against her forehead. After all, what were you supposed to say to someone whose life you would trade your own with when they’re dying?

Was he supposed to lie and say “everything’s going to be okay”? He wouldn’t, he couldn’t bring himself to lie to her any longer after all the wasted time he spent lying about his true feelings. No, he would hold her. He would hold her and love her until he couldn’t love her anymore.

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katyobsesses · 3 years ago

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Katy!! if you want to, how about you rank glee competitions outfits (not necessarily new directions) <3

ooooo Myle!! This is a fun ask! Sorry I'm so late responding to it I've been away from my computer a lot this week and didn't have time to sit down and rank all of these!

I've put a little tier list thing together for the ND outfits here

and the reasoning and actual ranking is under the cut (worst to best) as well as some images of my fave Non ND competition outfits :)

S6 Sectionals/Regionals:

I hate it. I understand the reasoning for it but I hate it. Flashbacks to Secondary school. I know just how uncomfortable these would be, how they dance in them I have no idea. Like they look cute but NO. Just no. You're McKinley students now Warblers, learn to wear other clothes. You can dress how you want now. You could have honored Dalton by wearing navy and red and not blazers. Apparently I really hate this competition look... I thought S2 Regionals would be the losers but...

S2 Nationals:

I actually almost forgot this one! I hate it <3 the little flower at the bust for the girls, the empire waist, the white ties for the boys, it looks like they're wearing two tone shoes too 🤢 I just... no. Obviously they chose these before Kurt came back from the Warblers... huh maybe that's why most of the S2 looks are terrible. They didn't have Kurt there to guide them. Maybe the reason the only good look in S2 is the sectional's one is because Kurt maybe helped out with ideas before he transferred. Anyway I hate this look. It's boring while being way too busy, but also just black... idk i hate it.

S2 Regionals:

I love the original songs, Loser Like Me is Iconic, and sure these outfits are also Iconic but not in a good way! Those dresses are terrible, they look like bad bridesmaid dresses and they're both shiny and completely creased and the three quarter leggings are a choice. (I love the shoes though) Also the boys are litterally just wearing black, at least wear a matching tie!

S1 Sectionals:

The Only reason this is ranked higher than the S2 Regionals is the lack of leggings. it's just boring and also I hate the flats the girls are wearing and the way the belts sit just under the bust on the girls.

S1 Regionals:

Yes, this is Iconic, sure but... I've always hated it. ALL of the girls look pregnant, not just Quinn, the beehive hairdo is a Choice, and I'm not a fan of halternecks. Also the colour gold isn't the prettiest shade, and I hate the texture on the dresses. (that being said the dresses really remind me of this one I was givn from my cousin when she was clearing out her closet that I wore once for a New Years Eve party with friends in maybe my first year of uni in 2014 (or maybe the year before) except mine was black and strapless)

S5 Nationals:

Is there a reason for the pink flowers? or the pink in general? Like are they meant to symbolise something? The dresses are cute but I'm not the biggest halterneck fan and I think it annoys me where the belt lies on them because it looks like the dress is meant to be an empire waist and then it's cut awkwardly by a ribbon. It's a cute dress, why do that? I love the petticoats and the fullness of the skirt, and the shoes are cute. I don't like the boy's outfits. why are they keeping them buttoned the entire time? it makes the fit of them look awkward! the last time they wore white blazers (S3 secionals) they unbuttoned them as they danced and the lines looked better. I hate that I don't really like these outfits because I love the setlist so much and it makes me cry everytime.

S3 Sectionals:

Love it! The boys look interesting and dynamic for once, i love the tuxs(?) a lot and Quinn and Tina look so good 😍 I love thier skirts so much and their shoeessss! Kurt and Blaine were definately the ones to push for everyone wearing bowties.

S2 Sectionals:

again with the three quarter length leggings... and all of them are different lengths too, i mean i know it's 2010 but like... no! But i love this anyway. I love the ombre look and the shoes are adorable. I also really like the burgandy shirts the boys are wearing.

S4 Sectionals:

I love the dresses and the shoes and the boys outfits are nice with the blazers with gold piping but the girls dresses are just inferior versions of the S3 Regionals dresses, though i do prefer the wider band at the waist I miss the red petticoat and the neckline isn't as pretty or flattering as the S3 regionals dress.

S6 Invitationals:

I love these looks so much! Finally switching up the shirt colours for the boys again instead of them in just black or white! it's such a pretty blue too and the shades of the dresses and the shirt match! I love the lace on the girl's dresses (i just recently rewatched this episode and was mezmerised by the dresses) and the strappy heals are really cute.

S4 Regionals:

😍 the girl's dresses are so so so so soooooo pretty! I love the purple and the little belt and the fullness of the skirt and the neckline and the black petticoat anahsdkaghk. and the shoes are so cute too. Great look!

The boys however 😬 I don't like it. Why cardigans? They look like they're wearing school uniforms and ugly ones at that. The cardigans are baggy on all of them! I would have preferred maybe a simple black shirt rolled up the the elbows and purple tie combo, OR just a purple shirt with sleaves rolled to the elbows (kinda like S2 sectionals) also their ties are ever so slightly lighter than the girl's dresses and that is really annoying me.

S3 Regionals:

Yes. just YES. I love the fullness of the skirts, I love the red petticoats for some McKinley High spirit, I love the gold accents at the neckline and the belt and the headband, the girls also have these cute shoes too. And then there's the boys with their all black with gold accents! I love that too! I maybe would have had them wearing something red - maybe the shirts, maybe the bow ties, maybe the suspenders - but I still love the look!

S3 Nationals:

The t-strap shoes 😍 I love the cute sort of vintage style the girls have with the shoes and the hair! I would have maybe added a red lip on all of the girls to complete the look, like Rachel has and maybe had rachel have her hair up too, but I guess she's the lead soloist so it makes some sence to make her stand out a bit from the other girls. I alo love these dresses. I think my favourite dresses are the ones where they have really full skirts. The boys are cute and I like the matching pop of red in the ties but I maybe would have lost the vests, personally, and maybe they should be wearing bowties to match the little bow on the girl's dresses. hmm maybe all black with red bowties and a red belt/cumberbund as an inverted look of the girls and also maybe long sleaves rolled to the elbow.

Non ND competition outfits I love:

The Warblers!

Yes, their uniforms may uncomfortably remind me of my own School Uniform for Secondary (ours were red and black striped ties and solid black blazers with black skirts/trousers but close enough) but they are iconic 🥰

Harmony and whatever her Show Choir was called.

I love the boy's outfits with the untied bowties, but most of all I love the girl's dresses and the slicked back hair and red lips. I wish Harmony had been a sort of antagonist in S4 like it seemed they were alluding too with her line of "I'm only a Sophmore" I love her.

Vocal Adrenaline S2 Nationals

I think I just like it when the boys are wearing a coloured shirt, also these dresses are stunning and I remember wanting to find something like them for my Prom! (my Prom dress was kinda like these but long and one shoulder and not as poofy) - I also like the bohemian rhapsody look for the guys i just don't like the girl's dresses much

The Rainbow Connection dudes:

I hope they had more members than in this image... that is not a regulation team. BUT I love the fact that they look like butlers.

John Baptiste and his Show Choir:

Yes. the girls poofy dresses, the boys colourful suits, the costume change. just yes. these guys understand show choir. (however the turquoise of the girls dresses with the blue of the boys is annoying me)

S6 The Falconeers (or whatever)

I mean... they had falcons with them, plus cute turquoise dresses with sparkles, what's not to like!?

Vocal Adrenaline S6 Invitationals:

These guys went all out, I mean it's hideous but... wow

(that's all that's coming to my head in terms of Non ND outfits but a lot of the time they were better than NDs lol)

#glee #New Directions #ask #Myle 💛#awkwardcaterpillar #glee competition outfit ranking #idk what to tag this as!!!#Glee regionals #Glee Nationals #Glee Sectionals #glee opinions #a smattering of:#glee headcanon #idajkgla #tagging is hard

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fashion queen! which nct era has the best fashun in ur opinion?? and if u were a designer which neos would u pick as ur models?

I was so excited to answer this that I wrote several pages and it basically turned into a style analysis for each unit so I sure hope you have some time on your hands to read everything I’ve just written! (I did not reread so sorry for any typing mistake)

NCT is known to be experimental in their music and that’s also the case in their styling so there’s a lot for me to get into even though sometimes it’s a miss. One thing I will say though is that when it comes to the styling in mv/teasers, what’s around the clothes is super important because if you have a very specific styling concept, your set design or graphic design needs to complement that and give the audience more clues on how to read all these elements together (the cherry bomb era is a great example of that with all the added graphic elements and the predominance of the colour pink) and recently I’ve found that the creative team has not really gone further than just putting nct in an outfit in front of a basic background so it makes for a pretty underwhelming result

But let’s move on to my favourite styling eras. I’m going to do this per unit (I’ll finish with NCT U) and define an era by its teaser pictures and the mv (and not go through all the performance looks during the promotion period)

I’m putting this under a read more because it’s reaaally long (I put pictures so that it’s not just one big chunk of text)

NCT 127

Easily the most experimental unit when it comes to fashion, especially in their first years where they would wear mix of sportswear, grunge references, avant-garde fashion and a lot of layers. When it comes to their debut “Firetruck”, I think it fitted the song really well but that it didn’t fit all the members equally (especially the younger ones, for me Taeyong and Taeil pulled it off the best – it’s expected of Taeyong but I also think that Taeil always stand out when they go for edgy/unconventional look, I think it really suits him).

Anyway, just to say that they were off to a very strong start and then I’m just going to kindly ignore the Limitless styling and move on to Cherry Bomb!

One thing nicely done for CB is how when you look at a group picture they’re clearly all following the same concept but they’re not necessarily matching or giving off the same vibes if you take them individually. I love the use of the colour pink which brings a) a great visual impact (you don’t ever see that much pink at once – especially on men) and b) an harmony despite the shapes and styles of their outfits being so vastly different, you’ve got ties, tousled, shirts, little frilled collars, stripes and all-over prints, sportswear and formal wear… (ex: taeyong’s short jacket is reminiscent of something a little luxurious, even maybe historical/noble with the little added embroidery-like details, it reminds me of these boleros jackets worn by toreros that are often red/gold VS doyoung’s overalls is an outfit that has a much more recent origin as it was first worn by factories workers, it’s usually blue or grey and is meant to be practical rather than pleasing to the eye -> here it fits very well with the general setting of the mv in what looks like an empty industrial storage space)

This second look is more of a game on how to deconstruct formal wear (there are less prints and no bold colours, their hair is less messy…) but they don’t just add sportswear like the bomber jacket, you can find rock or more “modern” elements with the leather jackets or the jean jackets. All in black and white so great contrast with the previous looks, although that mix and match concept is still there. My favourite elements are the checkered ones (worn by taeyong, taeil and haechan) as it reminds me of the strategy element of the chess game which fits pretty well with all the weapons and other arms visible in the mv (a bit like a nod to the game battleship)

This one I love that they developed their own print, especially since it’s another graphic element used elsewhere (see their album cover), because it’s a great way to really introduce their identity as a group, through the different visual elements they put out in a comeback, it’s like a logo but as a print. And all the teasers and the mv did a great job at mixing 2D/3D contents so that’s another nice way to be cohesive. It’s not my fave look out of the 3 (especially because I do not approve of that belt-suspenders-bag they gave Johnny, it’s like everything you don’t want to put a dancer in and it’s ugly as well) but I still like the fact that’s it’s another nod to the battle/strategy aspect of this comeback, like they’re on a mission to hit the stage and conquer it

Then fast forward to my other favourite one, Simon Says! (No teaser pictures here because they don’t show anything or they show not enough lol)

First of all THE MASKS

Oh how I wish they could’ve been shown more (imagine teasers with the members wearing them!!! I would’ve loved individual teasers based on each of the masks concepts) Once again, a great to have group concept without making everyone wear the same thing. They’re all super different and full of details. Haechan’s is the only one from what I could who’s mask is actually a mask and not a fully covering hood. The materials and techniques used on these are either evocative of “fragile” things like glass and flowers but theses elements have their own hidden strength. Some others are covered in lace, pearls, fringes or fur…all these things are usually considered to be precious or even luxurious but it covers their faces and their identity and they throw it away in rebellion (and I think it’s also super interesting how Taeyong who takes off his mask first has the least ornamented one)

Then the outfits themselves. Simon Says in an interesting MV because unlike most others they wear one outfit for most of the MV (the second one appears quite late in the mv and is lit and staged in a way that makes it less visible). It’s a mostly grey/white set of outfits which is usually a colour combo for office wear or maybe factory workers, it’s not something that can seem very exciting or edgy. The styling in these outfits reminds me of the works of Japanese designers who came to Paris in the 80’s and kind of shook the whole high fashion system by bringing a different type of shapes, aesthetic and purpose to fashion (Rei Kawakubo, Yohji Yamamoto…). These designers went on to become super successful and inspired another wave of “avant-garde” designers nicknamed “the 6 of Anvers” (Anvers is a city in Belgium), this group includes Martin Margiella, Dries Van Noten…And to me the outfits in Simon Says really fit into this aesthetic. Unconventional fits, various layers, it’s not so much mix and match than a work on contrast between structure and fluidity (Yuta’s half skirt with un-trimed edges, Haechan’s long shirt with the long bow and the fitted jacket, Mark’s top with the various see-through layers of different lengths…).

An other interesting details (which to me calls back to the mask and that tension in the song/concept of letting go/being free of expectations), is the way they all have thick strings tied on their feet/ankles. Not holding them back because their feet aren’t tied together but there’s still this clear restriction of the garment itself, a reminder that there are tied to something and not completely free (also an interesting choice when dressing dancers who would need to have no added weight or discomfort in their outfit to dance but visually something is holding their ankles)

Honorable mentions:

Kick It– they managed to create very memorable outfits while taking inspirations from already well known elements (both for the fighting/training outfits and the bomber jackets). The black and white outfits especially are very original as performance outfits/dancing clothes since the og garment they’re inspired by has already such a strong identity outside of the performing arts and I don’t think I’ve ever seen it be used as a stage outfit? Or concept? It’s a nice exemple of how you can take inspiration for something designed to be useful and to be efficient (in fighting) and turn it into an aesthetic.

Truthfully, martial art training outfit was already an “aesthetic” on its own but they made it a performance costume and now I do feel like it’s one of these looks that everyone will remember (like if there was a “most memorable kpop outfits” list it could easily have kick it’s black/white fits). The rest of the outfits for that concept weren’t as memorable/original to me although I feel like it showed a new approach to the styling of nct 127 as a group since they all had very similar outfits this time (especially when wearing the jackets).

Also, interestingly, that shot of Jaehyun that had everyone go “wow” ? Well it’s impactful because it’s him and he looks like that and it’s shot in a very specific way, but it’s also even more impactful because he’s the only one who gets to wear that kind of outfit in the mv. Everyone else has 3 sets of outfits (black and white, shiny black, red jacket and black pants) but he has 4 and that suit is only used in that shot which makes for a greater impact!

And I feel like Kick It in terms of styling opened a new era for NCT 127 has it kind of broke their usual mix and match/edgy concept. This time they were clearly referencing something already well known (either martial arts, the 90s…), and the members were all matching and they kept on doing that with the military jackets in punch, the other 90s concept in nct 2020…

Touch – for the way the outfits match the sets (in all their individual sets their outfits have a detail in a matching colour), the focus on colours !!! You can see that this whole concept was designed with this colour game/colour progression between the outfits and the set in mind. It’s just very pleasing to the eyes and a great contrast to their usual stuffs (also I wrote my graduation paper on colours so I am really into creative use of colours like this)

OK now moving on to Dream!!

The interesting thing about Dream compared to NCT 127 is that from the beginning although their outfits had to match the song an the concept of the comeback it also had to match their age. Dream’s a group that had to look young when debuting (to the point where they wore outfits that made them look even younger than they were which is rarely done for boy groups) and then they had to transition into adulthood, and all of that had to be made visible. In that aspect, I really like the styling for We Young and Boom (especially when you look at them at the same time).

For We Young, the styling is meant to be reminiscent of school/boy scout uniforms but with a marine vibe. It makes for playful outfits that aren’t too childish but that also aren’t grown up. I prefer the “seaside” outfits as I don’t really like school uniforms as a concept for styling and I think it’s really a choice that suited them and the song so well, it really fitted their energy. It’s playful but it also has a vintage touch to it as these outfits with their stripes and their squared flap at the back date back to the XIXth century (I just found out that it all started with the queen Victoria dressing up her kid in an outfit inspired by the royal navy uniforms for a painting after a cruise ).

Boom on the other side is their first proper “grown-up” concept. We go up was already more grown up but still very “teenager-ish” and although they were mostly teenagers when they did Boom it was clear that this was supposed to be their first entry into “adulthood” as a group at least. And although they did wear a sportswear/casual outfits which is something that isn’t related to age (and I really like the black and white “skeleton” set which already feels more grown-up and more “stylish” than the other casual outfit) , they wore two other “grown-up” elements: suits and all-jean outfits.

And yeah teenagers, and kids wear jeans too but a full jean-on-jean outfit is more of a “grown-up” fashion choice and it makes them look like young men rather than boys. As for the suits, I just really love when stylists play with the codes of that garment (length of the jacket, tightness of the pants, the way the shirt is tucked in…).

Notice how Renjun has a really short jacket, Chenle’s pants are wide, Jeno has a tail…Once again, a really interesting aspect of Kpop is the variations of the same concept based on the members. In the mv, there is a tension between their more grown up selves (the one in suits, the one with a craft/a path) and their young selves (the one running around in the field, the one laying down in the flowers and eating a cake). And there is also in these outfits and the contrast between them this tension, this contrast…which path should they go? The jeans are the more laide back, innocent outfits, whereas the suits come with responsibilities and status (and you’ll notice that in the scene where jisung is left alone to blow his candle it’s when he’s wearing jeans not when he’s in the suits).

Now on to WayV!!

WayV are different from the two in the sense than when they debuted they couldn’t have an “age” concept or an edgy concept because 127 and dream had already taken those and I feel like for that reason they’re still looking for what makes them stand out visually from the others (and in my opinion it’s not in whatever they were wearing for turn back time!). WayV’s concept is space and time travel, it’s building a new life, a new worl, going beyond anything! In my mind, they’re either supposed to feel a bit “otherworldly” (either spectacular or literally like they’re from another world/another universe, a little bit futuristic maybe?) or to look like explorers/travellers (they have a lot of travel/transportation “gears” references in their outfits). Their MVs also have a very different production than the other nct mvs (the scale and the way it’s filmed, the sets…it’s a different approach and it’s usually much more “grand” for their title tracks). The great thing about WayvV styling is usually that they match the outfits well with the world that the mv is set in (like in Moonwalk for example you get a sense of the world they’re in and the fact that it’s not ours or at least not as we know it now through the way they dress – you can’t really say oh it’s inspired by this era or by this or that because -at least- to me it immediately gives me a vibe of something that could be worn in a sci-fi movie, almost like a costume) or that they allude to travel in their styling.

When they debuted with Regular they went for a very sleek and high fashion look which worked really well for them! Even their more “casual” looks were a bit striking and I think that’s very “wayv-like” to me.

Same goes for Take Off where they mix the individual styles (and I don’t like ten’s leopard fur sleeveless jacket at all) and the group concepts – the “flying” outfits and the “racing” outfits (that last one is my favourite! I love the silhouette it creates with the tight pants and the larger tops with an emphasis on the waist).

There’s something a bit extra to WayV - which is why some of their outfits remind me of costumes more than fashion while at the same time they’re the most “high fashion” unit– like the “flying” outfit in Take Off are recognizable as “flying gear” but you can’t really tell what they’re flying, it feels once again like something that they could wear in like star wars or a similar kind of story.

Imagine a movie about 7 men on another planet trying to come together to overcome the dark forces or whatever’s bad on their planet in a futuristic society with a mix of “traditional” and “trendy” outfits? That’s WayV. The movie the 5th Sense? That’s WayV but on steroids. They’re also the only group with actual characters in their mvs, they’re all supposed to have a backstory or an individual setting and find a way to get together in their mvs.

Anyway all that to say that it’s hard for me to pick an era for them because they’ve only had a few and they still feel like they’re looking to solidify their concept, and since moonwalk and turn back time really set the styling in different worlds than ours, you have to look at how they fit in that world rather than ours and I think Moonwalk does it best since it’s the most cohesive one visually. But then I think Regular had the best individual styling!

Okay this is super long but we’re finally getting to NCT U!!!!

Number one favourite:

The Year Party outfits!!!! I’ve already talked about this but I love when they say we’ll put them in suits and then since they have to make a different one for each of them they cut bits an dpieces of the suits here and there, play with lengths. It’s not a revolutionary concept but in terms of searching for a shape, searching for variations of an already so famous, so well-known garment (everyone has seen a suit, and so many designers have already deconstructed it and then put it back together and so on) it’s so nice, it’s almost like a full collection given how many members there are and it’s just a good tailoring work.It almost feel like an exercise of how many variations of an outfit can you think of? And it looks fun to do! It’s all about the details and the way the layers are set together.

The accessories add to the “formal attire” aspect of it. It almost has a ceremonial look to it. A bit of royalty with the futuristic vibe usually associated with WayV. The dark blue suits were pretty classic, the most interesting details (for me at least) were on the light blue ones. Especially since it’s a rare colour to find in formal wear or in ceremonial wear. In general, I feel like it’s a pretty rare colour in fashion outside of like shirts and baby clothes? I think it was a great styling choice for a content like the year party although I do wish they (either NCT or WayV who’ve touched upon this kind of outfit a bit already) would do a full comeback with this kind of styling (like the lighter version of the black and green outfits in SuperM’s One). It’s not revolutionary but it was something new for NCT and I really hope they use that elegant/futuristic concept once again.

Also in these outfits, the jewelry is super important and adds to the “grand” aspect of these outfits. The concept is that these aren’t ordinary outfits for ordinary men, we’re witnessing something “special” and so they aren’t wearing their usual jewels either (of course the big chains are still there but differently look at that necklace jaehyun is wearing)

Honorable mention:

Boss & Baby Don’t Stop (they’re different but they go together in my mind lol). Look at them in their uniforms! And also they had doyoung wearing these sunglasses

Ok I think I’m done, if you’ve made it this far thank you so much and I hope it was a nice read!!

As for who would I chose as my models…it really depends on what I’d make them wear tbh for menswear the things I’d like to design would either be something like formal wear or knitwear – I’d pick Lucas, Taeyong and Doyoung (I think they’re the most model-like members and could pull off pretty much anything even my non-edgy concept because I can’t do that lol and they pose very well) and then depending on the concept I’d pick between Winwin, Jaehyun, Kun, Jungwoo, Taeil, Haechan and Shotaro (the way I struggled to remember all the members at once…there are too many really)

#this is soooo long omg I didn't know I had that much to say wow #I hope you've managed to read it all and that it was somewhat coherent and clear #now it's time to eat #nct #nct 127 #nct dream #wayv #nct 2020 #fashion #leemarx #I've got mail #vinformation

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pop-goes-the-sneasel · 4 years ago

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ampharos!

AMPHY!!!!!

I LOVE Ampharos. It’s basically an Electric-type lighthouse sheep dragon, which is an amazing combination of things to be, and it’s also one of the cutest fully-evolved pokemon in the franchise. Part of that cuteness is through the fact that throughout its evolutionary line, it manages to retain the same simple face: just two simple dot eyes and not much else. What DOES change as it evolves is its amount of wool, each evolution effectively shearing some of its wool off, until arriving at the completely hairless Amphy. This lack of wool is what makes the dragon aspect apparent, as well.

Of course, the core aspect of Ampharos is its bioluminescence, with the orbs on its forehead and tail able to produce light visible from great distances – according to some dex entries, even from space! It’s historically been used as a navigational aid, particularly by sailors, with its beacon able to guide lost travelers and send signals from far away. This is what I mean when I refer to it being part lighthouse!

On that note, Amphy is a pretty important pokemon in-canon, at least in Gold, Silver, and Crystal, plus their remakes HeartGold and SoulSilver. The name “Amphy” notably refers to a specific Ampharos that illuminates the Glitter Lighthouse of Olivine City, which when you first arrive to the city, has unfortunately fallen ill. After climbing the lighthouse you find the local gym leader, Jasmine. Jasmine tasks you with retrieving an item called the SecretPotion from across the sea in Cianwood City. Once you give it to her and Amphy’s health is restored, Jasmine will finally battle you and your quest can continue. This cute little plotline even got adapted in the anime and in multiple manga!

Ampharos also got a notable role in Super Mystery Dungeon: the eccentric leader of the Expedition Society, referring to himself as the “Dashing Wanderer”. Ampharos is defined by his extraordinarily poor sense of direction, often getting lost when travelling by himself, which is a questionable trait to have for someone leading something called an Expedition Society. He’s also rather capricious, often making rules and then ignoring them, and is a wonderfully silly character overall. He allows the player and their partner to join his expedition team, breaking his own rule against allowing children in the Expedition Society, which kickstarts the whole plot. Despite his seeming incompetence, he’s got connections with multiple Legendary and Mythical pokemon, which is critical to the plot’s climax.

Anyways, back to Ampharos’s dragon-y aspect. On top of having a vaguely draconic appearance, its Japanese name is actually Denryu, effectively meaning “electric dragon”, so it being intended to evoke a dragon is hardly accidental. This was solidified by its Mega Evolution, which adopted Dragon as its secondary type, with massive amounts of energy having apparent awakened its “long-sleeping dragon’s blood”. Said energy also stimulated its hair follicles and resulted in it growing a bunch of wool back, which is the main aesthetic difference. It’s an alright Mega, keeping the incredibly solid base design intact, though I don’t know how much I actually LIKE the luscious wool aesthetic even if I find the idea funny.

Ampharos has a lovely shiny, a muted berry pink with blue orbs. While the red orbs appeared pink when lit, these blue orbs instead appear cyan, both really pretty and an excellent contrast. Shiny Mega Ampharos retains this shiny colour scheme overall, though uses a noticeably lighter pink.

But yeah, Ampharos is an amazing pokemon, and it’s quite popular as well. It’s actually quite close to being my absolute favourite Electric-type! I have a special fondness for light as an element, and Ampharos represents that more than any other pokemon. It’s also got a fantastic design, with just the right amount of detail, particularly with the use of stripes on its tail, neck, and horns for contrast. Plus it’s cute as hell :3

Lovely lighthouse keeper/10.

#pokemon #pokemon reviews #pkmn #swsh #ampharos #mega ampharos #mareep #flaaffy #electric type #dragon type #mega evolution #johto #kalos #gen 2 #gen 6 #passione-gang-stars

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twit-moonstar · 5 years ago

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i fall to pieces: chapter one - roger taylor x fem!reader

N/A: Hey! This is just the first chapter of this little mini series I’ll do. I was intending on doing a big ass one shot but I can’t force myself to finish it so I decided to post what I have and see if there’s actually any interest on reading this. It’s a 80s Roger x Stripper!Reader, in case the little banner didn’t gave it away. Let me know your opinion and reblog the fic if you liked it <3

N/A2: I edited this myself, so pardon me if there’s any grammar mistake or incoherence! (Doesn’t excuse me but) English it’s not my first languaje.

Summary: When Y/N, a dancer at the Blue Velvet stripclub mets rockstar Roger Taylor, she’s torn between mistrust and flirting shamelessly but little by little they find a way to each other’s heart.

Warnings: There’s no smut in this bc i’m not up for it but there will be a few references to sex.

Words: roughly 3K

“Bring you ass here, Laura!” exclaimed Coco and you rejected the various shots that Laura offered you before she walked to Coco with a simple gesture of your hand. Applying the deep wine lipstick carefully, you smile in different ways in the mirror to try to get into this persona you had created for the club.

Working on the club night after night was taking its toll over you, and you were in desperate need of a vacation but you wouldn’t dare to ask Mike about it. Your rent was due in a week and you still needed a few pounds to get the amount of money you needed.

Maybe I should go on that date with that guy, Tate, you think. You already know him and how his crushes tended to go for the girl he had put his eye on—The fortunate chosen one would end up with a new shiny pair of brand shoes and a gold bracelet or a diamond necklace, all of that without even sleeping with him. Of course, those who did sleep with him could get a whole lot more but that wasn’t something that you were thrilled for— and he was certainly interested in you.

You walk out of the dressing room. The club wasn’t yet at its fullest, as it was fairly early yet. The lights, however, were starting to get lowered and soon the place would be bathed in blue and red.

“Busy night, Karma?” asks the new barmaid, Matt, you think. He’s been trying to get into your pants ever since he started to work, but you never pay him any attention.

“Not yet, Matthew,” you reply, passing by without looking at him and walking straight to a group of three men drinking beer and watching to one in particular.

They seem delighted with your presence as if you had chosen them for some special reason. By the end of two songs, you’re fifty pounds richer. It’s not the most you can get, but you’re tired and at this point of the week you don’t even care.

You walk to the bar and observe the club. It wasn’t the fanciest place, but it felt cheery enough for you after all this time. Sometimes it scared you how comfortable you felt there but you had to remember why you had started to work in a place like this.

A group of men enters, laughing at some joke probably, and they stumble to one of the black velvet sofas. As a dancer of the well-known Blue Velvet strip club—or as the owner preferred to call it ‘gentleman’s club’—, it wasn’t uncommon to see band members around. The almost-naked girls were beautiful and the alcohol was the good kind if you had the money, who wouldn’t be attracted to come? So when you recognise at least two of them as Roger Taylor and John Deacon, you’re not surprised.

You walk to the pole that’s right in front of them and start dancing, without looking at them at first, just to catch their attention. Bet they’re good money, you through, lucky me.

Much to your surprise, Roger requests for a private dance, just for him. That flattered you; you wouldn’t deny it. Rockstars usually picked someone else—like Ginger, with her long legs and big ass, or Coco, who had straight blonde hair and nice tits.

Of course, you had your charms, but usually, you would give private dances for rich and boring businessmen in suits. Never someone as exciting as Queen’s drummer.

With his blonde hair, mischievous blue eyes, and delicate yet strong features, he was, by far, the most attractive man you had ever met.

Despite your nervousness, you flashed him a flirty smile that he returned as you led him to a private room. He sits down on the black leather couch while you pour him a glass of whiskey.

“You don’t drink?” He says, taking a gulp and licking his lips afterward. You shake your head no with a little smile.

“I don’t drink while working, Mr. Taylor.”

He asked you then to not call him mister, to which you replied with a smile and an amused ‘yes, sir.’

“What’s your name?”

“Karma,” you replied simply, walking to the little selection of vinyl you had to play. “Do you like Pink Floyd? Or maybe Led Zeppelin?”

You know there’s a lot of magazines that gather trivial information like what’s his favourite band, or book, and even actress, but you never bother to buy them. You’re not greatly interested in keeping up with the life of any rockstar, to be honest. You’re quite busy trying to keep up with your own life.

He cocks his head slightly to the side, thinking for a moment before ignoring your question. “Why did you pick it?”

You weren’t bothered by his curiosity, although not many had asked you about it.

You had earned your nickname in your first week when you slapped a guy when he tried to undress you himself. Whereas some of the girls believed you would be instantly fired, the owner warned you against taking the matter into your own hands next time and let it slide, saying you had to call security next time—unless it was urgent.

To the exception of a few regular clients, who had already heard the story, men usually came to ogle over your body and not to learn anything about you.

“Because I’ll punch anyone who has it coming,” you reply.

“When is that?”

“When someone tries to piss me off trying to get way too handsy when I don’t allow it,” you say with a light and joyous tone. Oh, how you would be happy to throw a punch or two to some idiots that believed that could touch with no consequences because you were wearing little clothes. You had gained pretty much all of your patience just working here.

He took the glass to his mouth again to cover a nascent smile, but you notice the corner of his lips curving upwards.

It made you smile as well.

Despite the more than a generous tip that Roger gave you, you didn’t think he would come back and were pleasantly surprised to see him again two weeks later.

There was a certain lustful glow on his deep blue eyes, and you would lie if you said that the prospect of having his hands all over you didn’t send a jolt of desire straight to your core.

So you decided to end your dance by sitting on his lap, giving him a proper view of your almost naked tits, and taking his hands to slide them to your ass.

A little flirting never hurt anyone, you think.

He grinned at you. “You’re not gonna hit me, right, love?”

“Of course not, sir.”

He squeezed your ass and you grinded against him trying your best to follow the rhythm of the music.

“When does your shift end?”

You almost stop on your tracks at the question but you laugh softly instead.

“We only provide dancing services, sir. Don’t let your hands on my ass confuse you,” you replied teasingly, playing with the hairs at the nape of his neck. He doesn’t seem offended by the insinuation on your word’s choice but instead amused.

“I was planning on wine and dine you.”

This time you do stop moving and look at him, slowly getting out of his lap and standing in front of him. The music keeps playing, but you don’t move at all as you watch him carefully, searching for any hint of…

What were you looking exactly? Something in his eyes that gave away his true intentions, probably, since you always guided yourself by your mistrust when it came to people, especially men who were older than you.

“You did, huh?”

He’s obviously only interested in seeing what’s down the skimpy lingerie, right?

But he seems sincere, so you smile. “Fine.”

“Can I get your real name now, love? I think I deserve to know with whom I am having dinner,” he asked, and you rolled your eyes, but smiled, nonetheless.

“Y/N.”

“Y/N.” The way he said your name, like savouring every syllable in his tongue, made your heart give a little jump on your chest. “Nice.”

Despite Roger’s best efforts to impress you and convince you to stay a night at his place, it takes two dates more before you finally agree to do so.

It’s not that you aren’t impressed you have enjoyed very much the expensive wine and fancy restaurants, but you truly enjoy his company and there’s this feeling that if you sleep with him once you will never see him again.

Not that you can see getting involved in a romantic relationship with him, but if you can just spend time with Roger, then you would take the most advantage out of it you could.

“Sit down, put yourself comfortable,” he says, walking into what you assume it’s the kitchen and you nod.

You observe the spacious place. The walls are painted with a warm cream colour, which doesn’t exactly match the wooden furniture, like the shelving on the corner. You’re surprised to see the great number of books and before you realise you’re standing in front of the shelving, caressing delicately a book spine.

You take one out and look at the cover. On the road by Jack Kerouac.

“That’s one of my favourites,” Roger’s voice says on your ear and you jump a little on your spot, which makes him smile. “Have you read it?”

“No. I was about to buy it once, but I choose another,” you say, opening a random page and reading whatever it catches your attention.

«"I love love," she said, closing her eyes, and I promised her beautiful love.”» You smiled. Would it be just a coincidence that you had read exactly that paragraph?

“What’s so funny?” he asks and you read it out loud for him. Roger looks into the nothing, his blue gaze deep in thought.

“That’s a good chapter,” he says simply and you nod, without knowing what to say.

Had been reading something like that a too-bold of a movement? You didn’t expect anything from him, you couldn’t have the luxury to fantasize about him. A few dates can’t mean anything, do they?There’s a strange shift in the air, and you hate it. Ten minutes ago you were laughing and whispering silly things on the corridor while trying to open the flat’s door.

“Do you have something to drink?” you say softly.

“You can keep the book if you want,” Roger said and you looked at the book on your hands. It’s in good condition, which means it’s either new or he hasn’t read it that many times, but he said it’s his favourite and you feel a little bad thinking about taking it.

“Oh, no, that’s fine. I couldn’t,” you say, shaking your head and leaving the book on its place.

“If you don’t want to keep it, you can borrow it.”

“I’ll think about it. Now, what about that drink, uh?”

“Yeah, yeah. You like white wine?”

“Actually, do you have something without alcohol?” you ask, sheepishly, and he nods.

“Of course. You like Cola?”

You both sit down on the couch, facing each other, and drinking.“Y’know, we have been in three dates but I don’t think I know much about you,” he says and you bit your lower lip softly, which only brings his attention to your lips. He’s making conversation before fucking or is interested in knowing you? Men usually weren’t interested in hearing whatever you had to say, it was the sad truth and you had already gotten used to it.

“Nothing worth of telling you, to be honest,” you shrug, taking a sip of your drink.

“That’s a load of crap, and I don’t buy it,” he replies and you smile, before leaving the glass on the little coffee table. Getting closer to him, you finally connected your lips to his. It tastes of wine and the cigarette that he had been smoking earlier while driving.

“Let’s go to your bedroom,” you whisper before deepening the kiss. He pulls apart, getting up and taking your hand to lead the way. Chit chat can come later if he still wants to be around after fucking.

You’re the first to wake up the next morning so you try to be as quiet as possible as you roll out of bed and go to the toilet to refresh yourself a little. You wash your face, trying to get rid of the eyeshadow under your eye as much as possible, and after you’re satisfied you tie your hair on a loose ponytail.

You’re already dressed, so all you need to do is get your bag and coat, write him a note or say goodbye if he’s awake and leaves. You open the toilet door and go to the living. Just as you’re putting on your coat, Roger gets out of the kitchen with a water bottle on his hand and smiles at you like he’s thinking gotcha.

“Stay for breakfast?”

“I got things to do,” you lie quickly. Roger raises an eyebrow, probably questioning your answer.

You’re one to value honesty but right now, you can’t bring yourself to spend more time with him. He’ll start to ask questions and that’s the last thing you want, as much as you like his company.

“Really? I’m starting to think you’re just using me for sex,” he says, with mocking hurt and you try not to smile.

“That’s a low blow,” you accuse.“What you got?”

“Coffee, toast and pop tarts,” he recites with closed eyes like he’s mentally looking through his cupboard.

You think he probably doesn’t have a lot of food right now since it’s the last days of the months. You wondered if someone did shopping for him and when was the last time he did? Did he ever do that? Was he able to do it now, being famous and all?

“What flavour?”

“Strawberry?”

“I want two,” you demand. Roger just nods with a smile.

You walk inside the kitchen and sit on a stool by the breakfast bar and observe Roger preparing breakfast. He’s wearing a white shirt and black sweatpants; his hair is dishevelled but it gives him certain charm.

“You slept well?” Roger asks, placing your coffee in front of you.

“Yeah, I think I can confidently say your bed is the most comfortable I’ve slept in.”

“You’re welcomed in again whenever you please,” he winks, taking a sip of his tea.

“Shut up,” you reply, taking a bit of your pop tart but you’re smiling.

“I’m serious, though, I’d love to repeat that. Dinner included, of course.”

“We’ll see,” you just say.

A long beat happens before you speak again. “Why are you so interested in me?”

“Why shouldn’t I?” he says, sipping on his cup.

You sigh. “I’m not saying you shouldn’t, I’m just saying it’s strange.”

He raises an eyebrow, and his blue eyes are inquisitive, looking at your face like he could find on your eyes the answer to your constant changes between being apprehensive and flirting shamelessly. “Why?”

“Because I- I thought men like you wouldn’t be interested in someone like me?”

“Someone like you?”

“Don’t get me wrong, I think I can be interesting and, maybe, a good company but you could be with anyone you want,” you state like it’s obvious like it’s the kind of thing every man with a highly successful career thinks.

“And I want to spend my time with you, guess it’s because you’re good company,” he states, matter of factly but your expression must give away that you’re not so convinced so he takes one of your hands and interlocks your fingers.

“Look, I like you and as long as you’re willing to entertain my interest on you, I’m gonna keep asking you out.”He looks at your hands for a second before looking up to see you smiling down at him.

“Fine. I like you too, you know?”

“I know,” he replies with a cheeky smile.

“But I gotta go,” you say and he lets go of your hand.

“Can I pass to the toilet?“

“Go ahead, you know where it is.”

After you’re done, you get out of the toilet to put your coat on and get your purse. However, you’re not exactly sure of how to say goodbye, so you stand awkwardly in front of him, close by the door.

“C’mere,” he chuckles, softly pushing you flush against him and cradling your face to kiss your lips with delicately.

“See ya soon, love.” He opens the door and you step outside on the corridor.

“Goodbye, Rog. Thanks for yesterday, I enjoyed it very much,” you smile.

He grins. “Well, of course ya did.”

“Don’t get too cocky now, Taylor, you lean towards him, your mouth close to his ear. “It wasn’t me begging last night, after all,” you whisper and kiss his cheek quickly, like fearing being seen, and start walking to the elevator.

He watches you with a smile until the elevator door closes.

#roger taylor x reader #roger taylor x y/n #roger taylor x you #roger taylor fanfic #roger taylor x female reader

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helpimstuckinthewashingmachine · 5 years ago

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DICE👏🏻 REVIEW👏🏻

Hey there gobs, dragons, crows and anyone else who's looking at this, I'm gonna show you my dice whether you like it or not >:)

I sorted them into loose categories btw, enjoy!

Category no.1 : smooth bois

A mint green and light grey six sided dice with black numbers and red speckles. This was the first dice I picked up when I was sorting through the big dice tub at a local comic book/board game store, I just love the mint colour and it feels very nice to hold :) I give it a 6/10 because despite being the first, it's quite plain so it's not my favourite

A matte clear 6 sided dice which appears to be sanded slightly, making it look like seaglass :) I love how smooth and soft this one is, and the rounded edges make it lovely to hold and roll around in your hand, also... he smol uwu 7/10

A plain dark blue 12 sided dice, but instead of numbers, there's letters and stars! I just couldn't leave it in the box, it was too interesting.. I don't play dnd or any games like that really so for me I find it really interesting to roll it around and wonder what the letters mean, that and it's a nice calming colour and great to hold, 7/10 would love another, more colourful one :)

Category no.2 : swirly bois

A clear 8 sided dice with a black swirl running through it that looks like ink dropped in water. When I first picked it up in the shop I couldn't stop twirling it around in my fingers to see the swirl from every angle, and I knew I had to get it. When I went back recently they had another similar one with a bigger blue swirl in it, but I decided to leave that one for someone else ^^ 7/10 swirl is very subtle

A neon yellow and clear polymer 20 sided dice with neon green numbers. I love the way the colours swirl together so that when you shine a light through it you can clearly see the yellow and clear parts are separate, however from a distance it just looks yellow, this one is definitely worth a close inspection every time I pick it up and it never disappoints 8/10

A dark blue 8 sided dice with white swirls and gold numbers. I love this one, I only got it yesterday (along with the letter dice and the sea glass one) and I love how it looks like a water world, or a deep blue planet shrouded in clouds and fog. The blue is slightly transparent so it looks cool if you shine a light through it like the yellow one, and the gold adds to the royal vibe I also get from this. 9/10 truly beautiful

Category no.3 : sparkly bois

A cool tetrahedron shaped 4-sided dice which is half purple - half blue/teal and metallic! People often ask me how this one works, it works by you reading whatever number is pointed up, as on each corner are three of the same number :) I love the colours on this one and how they blend together, and again gold numbers!!!! 7/10 Really shiny and nice

I suppose this one also fits into the swirly bois category, but it's so shiny and glittery I had to put it in here :) it's a metallic purple and blue swirl 6 sided dice with gold numbers and I get galaxy vibes off it, I also love how the colours almost look like they're folding over each other with some clear cut lines,, it's so pretty!!! 8.5/10 doesn't spark as much joy as any of the dice ranked 9 not sure why

Definitely my favourite of the bunch, this is a slightly transparent pink 12 sided dice with fine blue glitter swirled in it. On certain sides of the dice there's more glitter than others and it sparkles the best under a bright light, 9/10 it gives off the most wonderful princess vibes and I'm almost tempted to buy a full set

And that was it!

I only own 9 dice heh also I know the singular for dice is die but I just hate using that word idk why lol

I hope you liked it :3

#dice #dungeons and dragons dice #d&d dice #4 sided #6 sided #8 sided #12 sided #20 sided #20 sided dice #goblin hoard #goblincore #crowcore #corvidcore #goblin #dice goblin #dragoncore #dice hoard

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ubassembly · 5 years ago

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Hi! I hope you're doing well. For the Pokemon ask meme, would you like to answer the questions for Pokedex, Ultra Ball, and Shadow Ball? Thank you!

: D ! HI! ANd thank you, you too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Pokédex (Your perfect/favorite team): this one is kind of tough to answer, coz i dont really use set teams and i am very indecisive! like i just sorta add pokemon whenever i feel like it on an impulse, and switch through them pretty quickly? like ill have a whole other team and a half in the pc that i take out sometimes to mix with whoever im using at the time. so im not really sure how to answer this! sorry for not having a better/more specific response!

Ultra Ball (Favorite Pseudo-legendary(ies): I’m! gonna use this question to ramble a little, like more than the previous one so sorry in advance this is gonna be long? theres not too many pseudo-legendaries so im just gonna list them! and say stuff that way!! mini list in this ask list! im only talking about the final evolution coz if it was the whole line thisd be WAY too long

Dragonite: its so round and huggable!! and cute!!!! i really like the darker colour it was in gen 5/dpp! its also super interesting how the wing colour of its shiny has gone back to how it was in gen 2 now. in general dragonite is great i dont think its one of my favourites compared to some of the others but its still very good!!! so cute, so so cute.

Tyranitar: this one is probably my actual least favourite, its not bad i do like it a lot it just appeals to me less, not really for me yknow? but its very cool!! i wanna hunt one in gen 2, speaking of shinies its interesting to me how its normal mega goes from blue pattern to red, but its shiny is the same colour. its sprite in silver is the best it looks like it missed the bus and is just now processing that D :

Salamence: its! so! flat! just a squished lizard that has a batarang attached to its back! i love salamence a lot its very very good, its name is hard to spell though. why is its mouth orange in its shiny but its mega has a pink mouth, thats a weird thing to change. they really did change its colours a lot actually just, slowly over time, looking at these sprites. thats cool! i prefer the red to the orange, though the darker blue of gen 3 is very nice : O !salamence!! is very very good! veryverygood/10!

Metagross: I LOVE METAGROSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE!! METAGROSS!!!!!!! one of my favourite pokemon just in general!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love it i love it so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the shiny is perfect and how its mega references its normal colours and the normal mega references its shiny? PERFECT!, gold n silver together i love in general!!! and steel and psychic are a couple of my favourite types!!!!!! I love metagross so SO much!! im gonna stop talking here coz if i dont ill just keep repeating my self but i really love metagross a lot a lot alot!! it with the beldum following it that image apart of the pseudo legendary thing its SO cute

Garchomp: garchomp is cool!! i think in my brain its on level with tyranitar? i dont have much of an attachment to it and i sorta forget it exists. but its cool I like it!!!!!!!! its shiny mega is SO good, love that! also pokemon gender differences are so stupid. and it looked better in sprites i think, it looks like they reused its sprite from dpp for black and white, i didnt know that! but, yeah! garchomp is pretty neat! i like its name

Hydreigon: HYDREIGON IS ANOTher one of my super super favourites!!!!! its so cool and its shiny is creepy like zombie colours, love love green and purple together!!! and its a dark type i love dark types!!!!!!!!!!!!!! did you see the deino hand puppet thats a part of the new pseudo legenday thing theyre doing i want it its so cute sfjksfd. YEAH!!! i love hydreigon a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i dont have much to say though aside from

Goodra: GOODRA I LOVE GOODRA TOO AAH!!!!!! its like dragonite but slime, love that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! its shiny and normal both have perfect colours, see i love green and purple i just said that wow!!!!!!!! i dont have much to say with this one either coz its just the model, but i love it a lot alot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kommo-o: KOMMO-O is So cool!!!!!!! i used to not like it much but i like it more now!!!!!!!! the shiny is so great and its normal colours are nice as hell too!!!!!!! grey and yellow i love that i love that!!! i have, less to say here than even goodra but thats ok coz holy shit this is long im so so so sorry. kommo-o is great though!!!! yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so like putting that over in my head my favourites are metagross, hydreigon and goodra, followed then by kommo-o, then salamence/dragonite then garchomp/tyranitar at last. but i do love them all a lot!!

Shadow Ball (Favorite Ghost types(s): all of them? all of them, yes! all. ghost is one of my favourite favourite types so!! all of them!! if i could i would totally list them all like i did the pseudo legendaries and say something about each of them though, i love them all all all a LOT!! dhelmise is worth mentioning though as one of my absolute favourites!! sableye and drifloon and shedinja have a nostalgic attachment, and blacephalon i need to mention just out of obligation coz of my url. also frillish and jellicent deserve more love. and polteageistthis is the truth about it youll learn to never doubt it the whole affair is shrouded in living mystery..and ill stop there, but!! yes i love them all SO much

#asks #pokemongoexcitement #OK SORRY FOR THIS #BEING SO LONG #THANK YOU SO SO MUCH THIS WAS FUN #i love rambling about pokemon #also this is totally unrelated but i just #got enough coins in go to get that vileplume shirt #ive wanted since it was put in the game #im excited to get it and i just need to share that!#asks!

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yearslateforyugiohshippings · 6 years ago

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Dark Magician Collection!

I wanted to give a detailed view and update of my DM card collection since I have ‘finished’ it - at least as far as I can. 2 cards are still missing, but I can’t find them online atm. Goal was to have all English and German prints - there are some other nice ones in my collection, too! You will see :D

Long post ahead!

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Starting of with the very old starter deck cards and the secret rares of this artwork (which is my favourite - who would have guessed!) I really love the secret rares of this artwork and secret rare as a rarity in general <3 But as you can see, the DDS card has a crease - but I’m okay with that since it dropped it worth to an amount I could buy :’D Maybe I will get a flawless one in the future. The card itself funnily is without scratches. I would really like to know how the bend happend.

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Next up: DUSA ultra rares - which I don’t like very much since for some reason the duelist saga UR is not very appealing to me. The foil is weird. The CT13 tin promos are great tho ;D The others are commons, so nothing special to say about them.

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Trivia time! I will use the CT13 cards as an example since they’re here :U American und European cards often slightly differ in colour and brightness in general. American versions are often lighter and that’s why there are many players who prefer them over the European prints (at least here in Europe, can’t say anything about other places). The right one is an American print and the purple is a lot warmer and the ornaments on the armor are more pink (but I couldn’t capture that on a single pic alone, so just imagine it ;D)

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Here we have the lasts cards of artwork 1 - The oldest DM I have in the left corner with signatures of my old school buddies which I let them give me before moving away all the years ago. This card is heavily damaged :’D on the spot right to it is a card I was very unsure about putting it into the collection since it actually is an OCG card even if it’s English. It’s a promo card from the 2015 Japanese championship. BUT I got it relatively cheap on ebay a few weeks ago, so well, I won’t complain. Also here: The ghost rare DM and another 2015 promo - but in Korean - both 201 promo cards have the same rarity (Millennium Rare) so I assume tehy’re the same card...? Moving to the right we have the original booster pack 1 - LOB - Dark Magician and below the cards from the second Yugi themed starter deck. One of the LOB magicians (German) belonged to a friend (one of them who signed the card on the left) and it was a very hard fight for getting him to trade it as a kid. But I never gave it away afterwards. I met this friend again, 12 years later, and he actually remembered and was very happy about (and still slightly mad since he collects all old cards and this one was hard to get for him again) me keeping it <3

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Just a try to get the millennium rare effect on camera, but it’s actually hard to do - there are hieroglyphs all over the card!

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Detail shot of the ghost rare card - this rarity is so cool. It has a little 3D effect and the colours only come through in the perfect light (artificial light works much better than sunlight for some reason) - but it can’r be captured in only one photo. So enjoy the nice eye he has here - they really pop out in the ghost rare!

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Moving on to the page of shame since this is the page with the last missing 2 cards - which are the red rare and blue rare English DL11 Dark Magician. I actually bought the blue rare - but it went missing in the shipping process. It’s a shame. This makes me sad and angry. But besides that, I like the coloured rares. I don’t know, but it just adds a nice twist to the normally a little boring rares.

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I don’t have much to say about this page... the Retro Pack DM are nice URs and we have 2 SCRs again... Oh! I know what to tell you about them: this artworks BPT print is quite cheap - the other one, 1st artwork, is most times actually expensive. And the FL1 SCR has the most disappointing foil I’ve ever seen. I tried to capture it on the next pic:

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You can guess the SCR effect, but it’s so bad/weak I had this card for weeks until I read online that it’s a SCR card - I didn’t even realise it! I thought it’s a normal rare on the first glance :’D You can guess how weak it is in comparison to the BPT card on the right which is also not the brightest SCR, but this one is glittering like crazy next to FL1

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The last card (DLG1) of artwork two on the left with two random Japanese cards I happend to have - look how worn out they are! I had them for a very long time, getting them as a teenanger, and I don’t know where they came from. There were a lot of Japanese cards flowing around in my childhood. On the right we got Arkanas best buddy - he only got this one print in German and English and they’re not even that old. It’s a shame they took so long to get printed in the TCG. The Japanese one again is one of the cards I had for a long time - it came from a pack in which DMG, Dark Magic Curtain, Thousand Knives and Magical Box also were included (correct me if I’m wrong, I may not remember it correctly) The card on the bottom right... I don’t know what it is, but the artwork is cool :D

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I mean, look at it!

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Artwork number 4! Structure deck cards in the top left, below them promos from the old PC game (they have a nice SCR effect which glitters like this # instead of a straight line or /) On the right some commons and the sexy ultimate rares.

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They’re just cool.

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The most valuable page in this binder- because of the baby sitting in the bottom right corner <3 But first, take a look to the left. Top row: commons which also came in the structure/starter deck in which the UMR were included. Bottom row: SCRs but with a shimmer which goes like this: / Top right: URs Bottom right: The two almost identical prints with the most difference in value in the whole collection - the left one is a few € and the right one is a few 100 :’D This P in the serial number must be really valuable. Sad thing: They’re only rares with some starfoil thing going on (I don’t know how the rarity is called, it’s not actually starfoil since there are no stars on it but dots). It’s a shame. They’re not even very pretty :’D

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This page is interesting again since we’re switching artworks :D But I would like to add that the DB1 prints here do have the colour difference between American and European version again (but I didn’t capture it in an additional photo this time) - I mostly own European English versions, so I thought I could mention it again ;> JUMPing to the right (badumm-tss) we have artwork #5 with the promos out of the Jump magazine and the first apprearance of the true Black Magician ;P Below them is one the old promotional cards they had ind the Banzai magazine (I guess). The Magical Circle next to it was just a thing I got as an addition and it was fitting to also put it here instead of losing it in my other cards.

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Another shot of the Jump cards to show some things. First of: They don’t have the bold grey border the artworks usually have on all cards - I did realise this lately. It finally made sense to me why I always thought they look strange! It was a mind-blown-moment. And second: You can see that at some point they changed the size of the picture on the card in direct comparison! And for some reason the newer print (right) is more crisp and a little brighter.

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Artwork #6 - which is pretty nice btw - and the very sexy field center card released this year plus an old bandai card. The tag for the bottom left row is missing since they are the newest prints (came in the Yugi-Kaiba-Deck duo box this year) and I simply was to lazy to stick one of my beautiful tags on them :’D It would have been very nice to have the golden parts on the field center card shiny gold/metallic printed tho.

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Movie artwork and also the last artwork for now - until the new one hits the stores on 22.12.18 in Japan. I should have sorted them in an other way starting with the URs, going to the gold rares and endling with the gold secret rares which are the ultimate shiny glitter-fuck-fest you can have :’D I love them. In the right corner is the Token card from the tins last year and a very nice business card of a German online card shop infront of my Konami ID card. This way I will never lose or forget to bring it since I’m always travelling with my magicians if I’m going for some plays or the small weekly tournament in my city.

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Last additional page - the coloured rares again but in French! :D Exept the purple rare, it’s missing. But instead I put an anime orica in there. And since the oversized DM card also got a serial number and it’s English it’s in my collection, too ;D

Wow, this was a ride. It took me about 1,5 hours to write this wall of text and put pictures in and so on. I actually have a second binder slowly filling up with DMs, but they’re not unique prints and just all the cards in here over again since I just trade for every DM I can get :U It’s fun!

I don’t know for which cards I’m going next. Maybe some more European ones like Spanish, French, Portoguese or Italian or just gong for the Japanese and Korean cards. Maybe a little of both. Just get what I can grab.

#yugioh #dark magician #trading cards #dark magician collection #trading card collection #aka where all my money goes #but look at them sexy bois and you'll agree it's worth it #I'm a huge nerd #if it comes to DM cards it is

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turnupswritessometimes · 6 years ago

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Banana Fish - AshEiji - As Long as You’re Smiling - Ch2

Title: As Long As You’re Smiling

Part: 2/3

Word Count: 3369

Description: Cinderella AU! What it says on the tin - Ash Lynx gets a three day pass to the ball the Prince is throwing to find himself a wife. But it turns out the Prince isn't quite after a wife. And Ash isn't just after a night off and a nice outfit.

Edit: This fic is also available on A03 and ff.net under the same name. I would post a direct link but Tumblr then doesn’t put the post in searches so..

On the second day, Ash danced. Eiji spotted him as soon as he entered in the same white outfit that made him stand out so completely from everyone. Blonde hair and green eyes tended to stand out.

He wasn’t sure why he went. He had ruined everything. He had kissed the boy and ran away the next moment – what made him think that Eiji would even want to see him again?

But the party was supposed to go on for three nights. The spell lasted for three nights. If this was his one chance, then he would have to make the most of it. He had managed to sneak out, why not make the most of it?

So he was here again, standing in a ballroom and wondering why he had bothered. Deep down he knew. As soon as the Prince with dark hair and a sparkling smile turned around, he knew. It was because of him. It was because he glowed. Because he was wearing midnight blue with gold trimmings and it made him look fan-freakin-tastic. It made Ash’s heart stammer. He was something else. He was not the men Ash knew.

He was someone that Ash wanted to be with. Just to catch a little bit of that glow.

Eiji made a beeline for him as soon as he saw him. There was a gold band in his hair and it made his skin look gold.

“Ash Lynx.” Whole chandeliers were reflected in Eiji’s eyes as he smiled up at Ash. Like he wasn’t angry. Like last night was completely perfect.

"Hello, sweetie," he didn't know what on earth possessed him to say that. He had no idea what power was making him wrap and arm around Eiji's waist and pull him towards him. Maybe he wanted everyone to know. He wanted everyone to see that the street cat was the Prince’s favourite. That out of everyone here, he had chosen Ash. That he was the one making the Prince flush pink and laugh.

And because he was certainly no bride. Certainly, he wouldn’t be approved of as a match for the Prince.

He hates the eyes – he can’t stand the eyes – so he should at least give them something to look at.

“Are you going to dance with me today?” Eiji asked.

“Only if I can lead.” It came easy to him.

Eiji laughed again – a louder laugh that made people’s eyes widen around them. That makes people turn and stare at the two of them.

“Fine,” Eiji said. His hand was on Ash’s shoulder. Just the way it had been last night. Ash can still feel the feeling of his lips against his mouth – as soft as kissing a rose petal. He had kept the feeling on his lips – turning his head away to keep that moment in his mind. That moment had gotten him through the day.

Eiji stepped away from him, his hand finding Ash’s to lead him across the ballroom floor. It reflected the ceiling – or maybe the ceiling was reflecting the floor but everything seemed to be gold and shiny. Too much for Ash too look at, so he kept his eyes on the back of Eiji’s head. He could see himself reflected in the gold band – just a sliver of his face. Green eyes. Cat’s eyes.

He wasn’t sure he knew how to dance. The thought only occurred to him when he was taking Eiji’s waist again and their hands were entwined with each other. When the band was starting up and people were starting to move around them. So he started moving, they way that he had imagined dancing to be.

And Eiji followed him, his eyes searching his like he was something incredible.

“I’m sorry,” Ash said.

“That you’re not a dancer?” Eiji said. “I can lead, if you like.”

“That’s not what I meant,” Ash replied. “But sure.”

It was strange how easily it switched. How the control moved from Ash to Eiji and suddenly he was letting his feet follow his, his hand gently tugging him to tell him when he was supposed to turn.

“I meant about last night.”

“Ah,” Eiji looked down then and it felt like the sun had stopped shining on him. “Are you regretting ever talking to me?”

“No!” People turned again – disapproving glances at the boy who was yelling whilst dancing. “No – this isn’t about you? Why are you making this so hard?”

Eiji giggled, his smile turning mischievous. “Because I know what you’re going to apologise for, and I don’t think you need to.”

“You deserve an explanation.”

“Maybe.”

“It wasn’t you. It really wasn’t anything to do with you.”

“You said.”

Ash could only stare down at him, almost missing the next few steps in the dance. He stumbled and he knew there were even more glares and stares at him. This boy – this boy who didn’t care about the fact that he had fled like a scared rabbit.

“I mean, you did shock me,” Eiji continued. “It wasn’t great. You made me feel like I wasn’t a good kisser.”

“That’s not – you were a great kisser.”

“You can hardly say that – we hardly…” Eiji trailed off, his chest hitching like he was short of breath. His cheeks darkened and he bit his lip. Ash wasn’t sure if that was on purpose. But now all he could think about was that kiss.

“I just – I had to be home.” Ash said. “I hadn’t realised how late it was.”

“You have a curfew?” Eiji was smiling.

“Is that a surprise?”

“It is. A boy with a name like Ash Lynx has a curfew and he sticks to it.”

“I had to.”

“Well I hope your parents accepted the excuse that you were kissing a Prince instead of running home.”

Ash paused, focusing on the feeling of his dress shoes sliding over the floor. It was as smooth as glass.

“I don’t have parents.” He admitted.

Eiji pressed closer to him. So that his chest nudged against Ash’s and they almost tripped over each other’s feet.

“I don’t either,” he said. He spoke slowly, like he had never said it out loud before. “Ibe takes care of me – the archduke. It was his idea to have this ball – to make sure that I’m well cared for.”

“Am I taking good care of you?”

Eiji pressed even closer. Just for a moment – just enough to make Ash’s stomach leap, before he pulled away. He was left wondering if he was about to swoon or be sick. He hated the question – he hated how he phrased it.

“We’ll have to see, won’t we?” Eiji asked.

The music came to a stop. Ash blinked – wondering if it was meant to. But everyone around him was bowing or curtseying so he supposed that was right.

Eiji stepped away from him, swept down in a bow. Ash followed.

He smiled – he liked smiling, he found. Especially when he received such a beam in response.

“Is that all the dancing you’re going to inflict on me?”

“One more?” he asked so earnestly that Ash found he couldn’t refuse. He stepped forward again and endured all the eyes on them. The music was slow and Eiji’s movements were gentle. Everything about him was gentle – especially the gaze that he was giving Ash. That gaze was heavy and yet he could feel himself returning it.

This was a dream, he told himself. It had to be a dream. The gold lights bouncing off of everything made it seem foggy. Everyone else was dressed to the nines – pretty but too made up. Too perfect and artificial.

And here was Eiji in front of him. Looking at him like he was something worth being interested in. Like he was interested in him.

Like he loved him.

Which was ridiculous after one day.

And yet, Ash’s heart was pounding all the way through to his fingertips. Not the panicked kind of pounding it usually did, but something more rhythmic, in time to the music swirling through the air around them. It was more like a lullaby than a heartbeat.

Was this love?

If it was, then it was doomed. If it was, then he had better tread carefully, because they only had a night and a half left. Three nights of doomed love. It sounded familiar. It sounded like a tragedy.

The music slowed to a halt all too soon. Ash wasn’t done dreaming. He wasn’t done exploring those dark eyes and that soft smile.

“You’re good for someone who’s not a dancer,” Eiji said, pulling away. He didn’t bow this time and he was the only one in the room who didn’t.

“You’re good for someone who’s been haunted by the thought for months,” Ash replied.

Another one of those laughs that chimed like a bell.

“Well, I have danced at my party, so no one can yell at me. Do you care to head to an empty balcony now?” He held out an arm to Ash.

He couldn’t help it. He laughed and slipped his hand against Eiji’s elbow.

Everyone was looking at them. Everyone was staring at them. He didn’t allow himself to read their faces – he was used to keeping his eyes on the floor or the ceiling. But he didn’t think any of the eligible young ladies were looking at him keenly.

It was the same balcony as before, and he found it strangely comforting. In this world of light and reflections, there was something stable. A little balcony overlooking the grounds, that the Prince happened to jump from last night.

“I don’t think everyone will approve of your choice of partner,” Ash said. He leant facing out towards the night and found that his face was warm. He was warm.

“I don’t care.” Eiji stood by him, his face turned upwards. He didn’t look so ethereal out here. His skin was back to being tan instead of gold. “I agreed to have a ball, I didn’t agree to get married.”

“So, you’re a rebel?”

Eiji gave him a very serious look, his fringe half-flopping over one eye. “Of course.”

He couldn’t help it, he burst out l

aughing and immediately Eiji did too. He leant against Ash, like he couldn’t stand straight –

And Ash didn’t want to pull away.

“But really,” Eiji said. He kept his head on Ash’s shoulder. “I don’t think Ibe would mind. As long as I’m smiling, I think he said.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I – haven’t been having a good time lately.” His fingers trailed down Ash’s sleeve like he was tracing an unseen pattern. “I…had an accident and since then, I just…”

His fingers continued, sliding off into empty space. Ash nudged the back of his hand against Eiji’s, because if there was one thing that he knew about it was not having a good time.

“Are you okay?” he asked. It didn’t sound enough.

“I’m a little better now,” Eiji sighed and his breath made his fringe puff upwards. He glanced across the balcony. “I’m smiling, aren’t I?”

“I can’t imagine you not smiling.”

Ash took a breath. “I don’t usually. I don’t…like my life.”

Why was he telling him this? Did he just want someone to know – someone to know the real him for just three days before he disappeared again?

Eiji’s hand knocked against his, like he was asking for permission. Ash opened his hand up and stared at their fingers splayed out in the darkness.

“I want you to like your life,” Eiji said.

“I want you to like your life.” Ash realised he did. He did want this boy to go on and be happy for the rest of his life. To fill everyone else with that glow.

“Is there anything I can do?”

He was so earnest. But Ash had to shake his head. That would mean explaining – it would mean ruining that look that Eiji was giving him. It would turn it into something ugly and the dream would be over.

The cost was a sad smile and a long silence. Ash looked back out over the trees. He could still hear music coming from inside, and the chatter of all the guests. He didn’t let himself look back. There was the risk that anyone could recognise him.

It wouldn’t have mattered on the first night. The first night he could have turned and disappeared. He wouldn’t be able to bare it now.

“There’s something you could do for me,” Eiji said, softly. His hip nudged against Ash’s.

“What’s that?” But he had a feeling that he already knew. At least, he could guess and the guess made his stomach squirm.

“You could stay.” Eiji let the statement hang in the air. “Stay here, tonight. Stay for…as long as I keep smiling.”

“You mean forever?”

“Only if you think you could keep me smiling forever.”

Eiji could for him, Ash realised. He honestly could imagine being happy living here – with Eiji. If he could wake up every morning and meet those shiny dark eyes.

He found himself leaning forward slightly, to say with confidence that he actually could. He could keep him smiling day after day.

But then he reality settled in. They were talking about him staying. Past midnight.

It would always be a dream, he realised. A fantasy that he couldn’t have.

So he turned away and took a breath to steady himself.

“I have to be home by midnight,” he said. “I can’t – I can’t stay.”

“Home by midnight?” Eiji asked.

Ash didn’t reply. He couldn’t bring himself to. Instead, he kept quiet.

Eiji’s fingers linked into Ash’s. He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t have to. Ash seemed to understand what he was saying – that they might as well make the most of it now.

“I can’t stay,” Ash repeated. He could barely hear his own voice and he swallowed to try and get it back. “It could never work, anyway.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not – I shouldn’t even be here. If you knew who I really was…” he trailed off – that was approaching the forbidden subject.

“You should be here.” Eiji said. He smiled, though it looked like it was an effort. “You’re just like me.”

“Trust me, I’m not.”

“Of course you are. We have plenty in common.” Eiji began to count on his fingers. “Neither of us have parents, we both like the stars but can’t read them. We both like kissing each other?”

“What makes you think I like kissing you?” Ash found himself smirking.

“You said I was a great kisser,” Eiji said.

“I don’t recall.”

“So if I kissed you now, you wouldn’t kiss me back?” Eiji leant towards him, tilting his face upwards so that the moon seemed to be reflected in his eyes. And Ash wanted to kiss him – every part of him wanted to lean forward and check whether his memory was accurate. But he also wanted to see more of that smile – whilst he was seeing that teasing smile he had nothing to be scared of.

Because what if it wasn’t as magical as he remembered? What if it made his stomach lurch this time?

“Oh, you’re going to kiss me now?”

“Yeah, I am.” He let go of Ash’s hand, standing on his tiptoes and steadying himself on Ash’s shoulder.

“Prove it.” It was like dancing again – holding him in place whilst he smiled coyly up at him.

“Only if you kiss me back.”

“You’re stalling.”

“I’m not.”

“Prove it.” Ash said again.

Eiji did. His eyes flickered downwards so that his eyelashes cast dark shadows over his cheeks. They were so close that Ash could hear him pull in a breath and hold it as he tilted his head closer. He let him, his heart thudding. He wasn’t sure if he wanted this – he hadn’t even been completely sure if Eiji would even go through with it.

But then his mouth was against his, just as soft as before. Just as hesitant and only for a moment, before he began to pull away.

Ash followed him, catching Eiji’s lips again and savouring the feeling. Three nights and he was already on his second. He had better stock up on that feeling that didn’t make his stomach swirl.

Because he was choosing, he realised. He was choosing this.

For the first time in his life, Ash Lynx was making his own choices.

And, for better or for worse, he was choosing a Prince.

Eiji came down from his tip-toes and Ash leant forward to accommodate him. It felt like they were joined by a magnet – like he wouldn’t be able to pull away. His lips were tingling like there were sparks between them and he tightened his fingers around that blue fabric. Eiji reacted to him, pressing against him like Ash was the only thing holding him up. Like he couldn’t bear to be apart either.

Very slowly, he moved away, letting the cold, night air wash between them again. But he was still close enough to feel Eiji’s puffs of breath against his cheeks – quick breaths like he had just been running. It was so cold that it looked like puffs of smoke comin

g from his mouth – like the inside of him was on fire. Ash could understand that. He felt hot all over.

“I like kissing you,” Eiji whispered. There were a few more puffs of smoke and then his hands tightened on Ash’s shoulders, like he was terrified of letting him go. “I like you, Ash. Like I’ve never liked anyone else.”

“Eiji…” Ash could only get the name out, wondering how just one name meant so much. “I do – I like you, I just…”

Someone called Eiji’s name and he took a sharp intake of breath. He glanced back to the balcony doors, then took Ash’s arm and dragged him into the shadows. Out of sight and against a wall.

Ash blinked down at him, his back tingling from the impact of being pushed against marble. Eiji pressed a finger to his lips, still staring at the yellow windows. The portal back to everyone else. Back to reality.

Reality sucked.

“Let’s not talk,” Eiji whispered. His fingers grazed the bottom of Ash’s jaw so lightly that he might have been a fairy himself. “Let’s just – let’s just not think about all of that.”

“And how would we not think about all of that?” Ash asked. He kept his voice at a normal volume and was hushed. It made him laugh – he was giddy, he realised. His head was floating.

“You know…”

“Do I?” Ash was smirking, because Eiji’s face was pink, even in the dark. But his jacket was in disarry and hair was messy and that made him look gorgeous.

“Oh – just shut up and-“

The bell interrupted him. It rung out like a warning in the night.

Ash’s heart sunk. His hands went to Eiji’s, still pressed to his chest. He tried to disentangle himself – but Eiji’s fingers curled into his.

“Please stay,” he whispered. His eyes were wide and pleading – he looked more like a child than a Prince.

“I can’t.”

“Ash – I can find a way-“

“Please let me go,” Ash was stronger than him. He pushed the hands away, stepping back towards the balcony doors. “I have to-“

“But-“

“You’re-“ Ash broke off, because was that three bells now or four? How quickly could he get down those stairs before the last stroke. He was running out of time – he was running –

He leant forward, gave a quick kiss to those rosebud lips before he turned tail and ran, slipping on the ballroom floor so that he had to push off from it with his fingertips.

It had been selfish. A selfish kiss because he didn’t think he would be able to go another twenty-four hours without one more kiss to see him through.

Because he was running out of time and he needed every kiss that he could get.

Because this was love, he realised. A ridiculous instant kind of love.

And that always ended in tragedy.

#banana fish #banana fish fanfiction #asheiji #ash lynx #okumura eiji #alternate universe #au #au fanfic #fanfic #banana fish fanfic #turnupswrites #this is a couple of days late but you know

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jandjsalmon · 6 years ago

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American Horror Story is starting THIS WEEK! And it’s the Murder House/Coven Crossover. I’m more excited than I should be - but I’ve been gathering nostalgic fanfiction recs to share with everyone and came up with nearly 100 fic recs… in case you have nothing to do until Wednesday.

The absolutely lovely @lgbt-representation-is-beautiful made me this wonderful gif of one of my favourite scenes in Season 1. Thank you, Aries. You rock.

To start - my most favourite is Sucker Love by @tjoek-blog (7/?) which is probably forever a WIP - but it’s PERFECT and delicious and if you haven’t read it you have to.

Okay so now I have to talk about my lunchtable girls. They are quite literally some of the most talented writers in any fandom anywhere. Gorgeous human beings whom I love and pretty much everything they write is amazing and worth reading. I’m going to give you a short list of fics written by each of them - pretty much fics that I would call “Required Reading” if you are an AHS fan.

Firstly - let’s talk Lola. @bleuwrites wrote I Think You Should Know I’m Damaged (12/12 - M) which was the fic that started our friendship. She wrote Lemonworld (4/4 - M) - a canon fic where Violate ends up essentially parents to a little girl. Beat The Devil’s Tattoo (9/9 - M) which featured a grown-up Violet who comes back to the house. All I Want Is Everything (1/1 - M) - featuring Tate and a grand gesture. Rara Avis (1/1 - M) - an AU that was set before Tate shot up the school. The Ghost who Walks (7/7 - M) and Policy of Truth (1/1 - M) - both of which are amazing. And then of course Waiting Here (1/1 - M) which messed me up in the best way possible and to this day might be the saddest AHS fic I’ve ever read. Lola is a goddess. You should read her work.

My PaigeyWagey. @feelavalanche or ScarlettWoman710 (as she is also known as) is and always will be a beautiful mermaid of awesomeness. She nearly killed me with The House always Wins (1/1 - M) and Serve the Servants (1/1 - M). I think my forever favourite by her is I Will Follow You Into the Dark (1/1 - M) - and I still think of it often. Paige is also SO freaking good with post-canon fics like All We Are is All We Are (1/1 - M) and Miss The Misery (1/1 - M) and Drain Me (1/1 - MM) and the ever so dark Milk It (1/1 - M). She’s written award winning fics like Tatemae, Honne (1/1 - M) and Dive in Me (1/1 - M) - which has some of the best writing in the whole fandom - I was literally overly emotional. And of course we’d never forget the fic she co-wrote with Linds. The Curve of Her Lips (12/12 - M)

Speaking of Linds. Oh my dear @ohhyellowbird - whom I love. Talented and sharp and utterly amazing. She wrote Tabula Rasa (1/1 - M) and Something To Talk About (1/1 - M) and Monster (1/1 - M) and Color Theory (1/1 - M) and Blue Lips (1/1 - M) and my most fave Make War (1/1 - M) which was gorgeous.

And of course Gracie. @whatwouldflorencedo or GrayGlube. Gracie is gonna be famous one day. She is the angst queen. Dark and amazing. Moral Dust (1/1 - M) was my first GG fic - but all of them that followed were equally as amazing. The Antique Children Series (2 fics), The Grieving Process Series (2 AMAZING fics), Druxy (1/1 - M), Ophistographs (2/2 - M), Don’t Look Back You’re Not Going That Way (1/1 - M), Limerence (2/2 - M), Jungianism (1/1 - M), and Eleven, twelve, thirteen (1/1 - T) and of course Toska (1/1 - M). Seriously… every thing this woman writes is gold. She is going to buy and sell all of us someday. Read it all. This is just a handful of her amazing work.

And lastly dear Stella. Shootingstella wrote a TON of super fun stories but decided to leave the fandom and remove most of her work. Thankfully, I saved it all so I can read it any time I want. BUT you unlucky people can only read what she submitted for the Fic Exchanges - so you should read them just to get a taste of how talented and lovely she was. My most favourite was You Have Been Weighed (1/1 - M) but she also wrote Neptune Oyster (1/1 - M) and The Burning Man (2/2 - M). You are truly missing out on Wake and Copy Cat and Hoarders and Latex I Love Yous. It was a really wonderful time to be a fangirl.

And of course there are other stories by other amazing authors that you may have forgotten about - but you should take the opportunity to read them and enjoy them before the new season starts.

Oh, How It Burns by applythepressure (16/16 - M) Summary: Oh, how it burns. Oh, how he burns her.

Limp by pheromones (5/5 - M) Summary: “Romeo couldn’t live without his Juliet, Sid couldn’t live without his Nancy, and Tate Langdon certainly couldn’t live without his Violet Harmon.”

Mine Is Forever by aaronlisa (1/1 - M) Summary: Tate learns the hard way that promises made to ghosts and houses don’t really amount to much in the end.

About a Girl by paceyourself (10/?) Summary: Every heart has a pain. Fools hide it in their eyes while the brilliant hide it in their smile and someday you’ll realize the damage that you’ve caused. Violet/Tate, AU, 1993.

Spirit Desire by GinHermi (1/1 - M) Summary: She wants him, no questions asked. He was her desire, and the house seemed to agree. She watched him and drove him mad. But are her intentions out of pure need or are they of something outside of herself? Violet haunts Tate and he haunts her right back.

As The World Falls Down by applythepressure (3/3 - M) Summary: Are you still sad, Violet, after all this time?

Lick the Flame by Gwen Brunye (1/1 - M) Summary: Violet’s fantasy involves a blonde boy in shiny black boots…

The Darkness Claims by A Dirty Little Secret (1/1 - M) Summary: Sitting at the dining room table with her chin in her hand, Violet laments everything her mother has become. She contemplates briefly the idea of being alone once again, and the summons slips from her lips before she has a chance to reconsider.

Truth or Dare by Cheers My Dears (9/9 - M) Summary: Reading his patient file left Violet feeling confused and a little scared. Maybe playing a game will help her sort through her feelings

i think i made you up inside my head by howlsatthemoon (3/3 - M) Summary: This house is filled to the brim with ghosts, but you are the only monster. / AU. If Tate was alive and Violet was dead. Set in 2011. Three-shot.

For the Sake of the Community by Chinesebakery (1/1 - M) Summary: American Horror Story with a touch of Heathers. A sociopathic Violet story.

Skittish Figs by EvangelineG (1/1 - M) Summary: Tate and Violet contemplate her parents decision to sell the house and discuss.

Tate’s Conscience by TheDevotchka (17/17 - M) Summary: Tate hates high school. He hates his girlfriend, fake friends and his ‘promising track career’. It’s not what he wants. He wants her… the pretty, peculiar new girl. Only problem is? She can’t stand him and he can’t seem to change her mind.

We’ll find strength in pain by ChrysX (17/17 - M) Summary: 1963. Dr. Ben Harmon, after the loss of his wife, Vivien, decides to take a psychiatrist’s position in Briar Cliff. He and his daughter Violet arrive at the Asylum with the hope of a new beginning.

An Illustrated Book About Birds by Nokomis (1/1 - T) Summary: Violet adjusts to the house while coming to terms with her new knowledge about Tate. Post-1x06.

Never Let Me Go by GinHermi (11/11 - M) Summary: 1960’s AU. Choosing between duty and love is never easy. She had a choice to make no matter the scandal that would befall her. If it came between separating from him forever and breaking her duty, she would choose wisely. Heart or mind?

Coming Dead Last by Rune-Spirit (1/1 - M) Summary: When the house moves Travis to set his sights on cozying up with Violet, Tate doesn’t take too kindly to it and has to rescue her from his overzealous advances.

Free like the Birds by aaronlisa (1/1 - M) Summary: In the end, Tate will do anything to have Violet’s love.

sharpen up those dragging hooks by littlelindentree (1/1 - M) Summary: After they scare the first family out of the house, Violet begins to punish Tate.

The Box Under the Bed by emergencycaptivation (1/1 - M) Summary: Tate and Violet were childhood friends, and after years apart, they are reunited for a few memorable Valentine’s Days.

Coming Home by TheDevotchka (2/2 - M) Summary: Tate Langdon shot up his high school in 1994 and walked away from it. Now, he’s back to finish what he started.

The Finish Line by howlsatthemoon (1/1 - M) Summary: She catches him in the backyard, dozing off in the gazebo, the sunlight reflecting off his golden hair and the hint of a smile on the pink of his lips. A worn copy of a collection of Byron’s poems and plays lies forgotten across his lap, the page folded where he’d been before he drifted off. This is when she likes him best. / Moments with Violet and Tate that we missed.

And then of course there was the @ahs-exchange. I ran a fic exchange for four rounds and some of the best fic in the fandom (some mentioned above and some not mentioned) were shared there. Here are the links to the Master Lists:

Round 1 - Round 2 - Round 3 - Round 4

SOoooo the new season is upon us. I hope you get through all these stories and celebrate with me! YAY for AHS Apocalypse.

#american horror story #ahs: murder house #ahs fanfiction #tate langdon #violet harmon #violate fanfiction #violate

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wanderlustwonderlots · 6 years ago

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Paris - Day 4 (Giverny)

Today wasn’t really a Paris day, but in fact a day trip to Vernon/Giverny, to see Monet’s gardens! I did this on my last full day in France on my last trip, but I actually never blogged about it, because I was exhausted after arriving back from my trip and never got around to it. Not to worry, I’ll wax on about this year’s trip here!

It was a slightly early rise and a quick trip to the train station to catch the train to Vernon, about an hour and a half ride. Had we missed this we would have been in trouble, with only one train in the morning and one in the evening! We got there with time to spare but it was a very full train so ended up not sitting all together. I spent the ride writing up my last blog post on my phone, so it was time well spent. I suppose I could have been looking out at the scenery, but I’d already done the ride once before and landscapes are just landscapes after a while. Since I was well occupied, the ride flew by and soon enough we were in Vernon. Right after walking out of the train station we came upon the “Petit Train de Giverny,” an adorable little car with multiple segments done up to look like a tiny train. We could have taken the bus from Vernon to Giverny, which takes the same time and is only a few euros more expensive, but I knew the petit train! I took it two years ago and it was so funny and cute so I had been talking it up to my parents. We got our tickets, hopped on, and drove past the line of suckers waiting for the shuttle bus. The petit train takes you through the town of Vernon, and there’s an audio tour broadcasted through the cars that tells you about the history and significance of the town. I couldn’t tell you much about it because a lot of the time historical information flies right out of my head, but it was a town tossed back and forth between the English and the French during various wars, it had a beautiful cathedral and remnants of an old mill and castle. The guide also of course had lots to say about the artists that loved Vernon and nearby Giverny.

It was an overcast morning and I was most definitely not dressed for the weather so I was mighty chilly on the ride over (in just a t-shirt and skirt), but shortly after we arrived in Giverny, 20 minutes later, blue skies had begun to start appearing. Our plan was thus to start with the Musée des Impressionnismes and after that move on to Monet’s gardens, hoping that it would be sunny by then. We walked up through the town and were greeted by gorgeous hedged gardens outside the museum. As I read on a sign later, the gardens were actually designed by an architect, I believe the same one that designed the museum, though I could be mistaken. Designed in 1991, the gardens are arranged by monochromatic plots, retaining their colour schemes throughout various blooming seasons. One of the gardens was entirely herbs and aromatic plants, including thyme, basil, chives, mint, basil, rhubarb, greens, you name it! We could run our hands through the plants and smell them after to take in all the different herbs. It was nice to already be surrounded by nature, just walking around the town. Even the residents’ small gardens, rose trees, and flowers lining the streets were beautiful.

In the museum was an exhibit on Japanese-inspired impressionism, showing pieces of Japanese art such as prints, sketches, and paintings that inspired French impressionists, as well as their works that followed these “exotic” styles. As much as I love impressionism, I don’t know much about its history, so had no idea that Japanese art was such a big influence on some of my favourite painters - Monet, Van Gogh, Caillbotte, Pissarro, Degas, to name a few. I just find the style to be so enrapturing. Seeing this side of French Impressionist history was really interesting.

At the end of the museum was a special exposition on Hiramatsu Reiji, a Japanese artist who was in turn inspired by Monet’s paintings and his water garden. He saw Monet’s art in a museum in Paris and decided to plan a trip around the countryside that Monet painted so much. The pieces in this exposition were of the water lilies, through a definite Japanese eye. I thought it was fascinating to see the inspiration come full circle, and Hiramatsu’s work was stunning, with so many bright colours and patterns, and vibrant, shiny golds.

Leaving the museum we finished exploring the surrounding gardens and headed down the picturesque road to Monet’s property. Thankfully at the museum we had bought a combined ticket and were able to skip the long, long line to get into Monet’s. Th town and its tourist points were SO much more crowded than the last time I was there! Granted, I had gone in mid-August, and this had turned out to be a beautiful sunny day in May on a long weekend, so people had come from all over. To be honest, the crowds spoiled the experience slightly, but I really can’t complain even a little bit when I’m in one of my favourite places that I’ve ever been to. Besides, the more people that get to experience the magic of the place, the better.

We started with the water gardens. It was too early to see all of the water lilies, though I think we found 3 total that had bloomed! Last time I was too late, and this time too early, so I’ll just have to come a third time to catch them. The lily pads were still just as amazing to see, strewn across the pond in their little floral flotillas. I got to explore the surrounding gardens like they were new to me because so many different flowers and trees were in bloom. There were explosions of colour everywhere, making every ten steps a new scene of smells and sights. I took so many photos and still nothing can come close to showing how calm and enchanting the waterscapes and landscapes are. Pinks and purples and reds around every bend, wisteria like streamers overhead, tall bamboo rustling and clacking together, foxglove and lupins vibrant among other flowers, lush greens brushing against your legs, willows so long and graceful, blowing in the breeze and nearly skimming the pond. And amidst it all, birdsong carrying over the hum of people, a reminder that this spot is a celebration of nature herself.

Being in this place makes me so happy that I could cry. Seeing what Monet envisioned, brought to life, and then painted gave me goosebumps and put the most serene smile on my face. I took my sweet time despite the constant stream of people going through the gardens as well, and spent as long as I wanted to taking it all in, looking at all of the blooms and the bees working hard to pollinate them. I’ll be damned if I’m going to be rushed through this. After we felt we had experienced the water gardens to the fullest, we crossed back over to the gardens outside Monet’s cottage.

The most striking thing about these gardens was the amount of irises they contained. So many different varieties, each seeming to smell sweeter than the last. A deep, silky purple that was near black; pale blue with a dark stripe down the middle of each petal; sunny yellow so joyful; pure white, and white with rich purple petals; soft lavender. There were also more types of poppies than I have ever seen! My mom was so happy to see both of these abundances of flowers, two of her favourites. The many different roses added even more sweetness to the air. All the colours and smells in the hot, early summer air could almost transport me away from the throngs of people around me. These gardens are so well cultivated and maintained, and I have a lot of respect for the groundskeepers that make this place the slice of paradise that it is. I really consider myself blessed to be able to come here twice now, and feel completely content, absolutely full of wonder. I don’t know that anything will ever compare to how I feel when I’m in these gardens. Maybe that sounds like an overstatement, but it’s true. I hope that the way I write about it helps to convey exactly how dreamy the gardens are, and how much they mean to me.

We decided not to go into Monet’s cottage, as the line was extremely long, and we wanted to have lunch before making our way back to the petit train and Vernon. There was only one train to Paris, so we absolutely had to make it. The benches around the core part of the town were in high demand and we wanted a shady spot for lunch, so we settled on some grass beneath a nice thicket of trees to eat the baguette and cheese we packed. We had some fruit earlier in the day, after the museum, but this was a much needed respite from the people to sit down in the shade and recharge. A bird was watching us for most of our little lunch, and my mom kept tossing it tiny morsels of bread and cheese so it could join us. I know, not the best thing to do, but it was so cute and came so close to us! We finished our lunch with the bird, packed up, and headed back to wait for the petit train.

The trip back to Vernon was a bit stressful because we were damn close to the train’s departure, and both the petit train and the big train back to Paris were packed full, but we made it. After getting into Paris we picked up some ravioli and salad to have for dinner at home, to which we invited Etienne. It was a lovely supper at home after having a lot of meals out, which I appreciated. We had a nice red wine to drink, along with a crisp cider, and a few beers to finish. Quite the lushes! Mostly we were trying to finish everything we had in the fridge before our departure to the south of France. In any case, it ended up being a great evening, concluded with a board game of course. We said goodbye to Etienne until next weekend (when he’ll kindly pick us up from the train station in Dijon to go to his parents’ house), and packed up our things for our flight the next day.

It was a wonderful day to wrap up our short time in Paris, and another experience I won’t forget. I hope you enjoyed reading about today’s adventure, and got a glimpse into how I feel about nature and about Monet. Next up is the south of France!

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Hey lovelies! I’m very excited to share one of my 2019 makeup trends blog post with you today! It’s no secret that I spend a *lot* of time scrolling through Instagram and Pinterest looking at beautiful makeup products and reading about the latest trends in the industry. So this week’s beauty blog post features eight of my favourite make trends that have caught my attention so far this year. I’ve also included links to useful ‘how-to’ tutorials so you can easily recreate these makeup looks yourself, as well as both designer and more affordable alternative products to help you achieve these trends! I hope you enjoy reading this post and I look forward to hearing your favourite makeup trends in the comments!

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Glossy EyeLids

Probably one of the 2019 makeup trends that I’m most intrigued about is ‘the glossy lid’. Although I’m yet to try recreating this look myself, I would be interested to see what it looks like in real life (I’m scared of getting caught in the wind with my hair though)! I love all these pastel tones they’ve used in the pictures below…

I’ve read some articles online and some beauty bloggers suggest using lip gloss as a ‘top coat’ applied after your normal powder eyeshadow, whilst others simply apply lipgloss to the eyelid. I’ve seen quite a few designer beauty brands creating liquid eyeshadow designed to create this glossy finish, but I’d personally suggest opting for more affordable option (because let’s be honest, it’s a passing makeup trend and who wants to be left with a barely used expensive product)…

I recently discovered this Mecca Max ‘wet look all over gloss’ which claims to be a non-sticky high shine jelly gloss made with jojoba oil for all day comfortability and the perfect finishing touch to your makeup look and can also be worn alone for a sheer gloss look. I’m going to have a closer look and swatch it when I’m next in-store!

If you’re interested in learning more, I found this Byrdie “how-to” article useful.

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Full Brows

You only have to refresh your Instagram feed to see 178924 posts about “brow goals”… there are sooo much products people suggest too (including brow primer, brow pencil, brow powder, brow setting serum, brow ‘under-brow’ concealer, and the list goes on and on!). Whilst this great to learn about, it’s not so good for my bank account. I’ve commented on lots of beauty bloggers posts asking for their recommendations and if the more expensive ‘cult’ status brow products are worth their weight in gold (I mean, I’m not going to spend $52 on an Hourglass eyebrow pencil if it isn’t worth my while)…

Some high-street ‘dupes’ for good quality eyebrow pencils that won’t break the bank include MCO Beauty, Maybelline, the Mecca Max range, and MAC in comparison to Hourglass, Anastasia Beverly Hills and Benefit Cosmetics. If you save any other affordable brand suggestions, please let me know in the comments section below!

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Glowy & Dewy Skin

I feel like glowy and dewy skin is always on trend, but I feel like it’s more popular than ever this year. During Spring and Summer I’m hoping to recreate a subtle and ‘healthy-looking glow’ without looking with a sweaty shiny disco ball…

If you’re interested in reading more about cream & liquid beauty formulas, the lovely Jasmine Dowling has recently written a blog post all about it.

Any application tips welcome! 🙂

Image Sources: Emma Hoareau & Jasmine Dowling

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Lip Glosses

Ahhh I fondly remember when I used to wear lip-glosses all. the. time. as a tween, but I also remember the sticky feeling of catching my hair (when it was quite long) in the wind *face palm*… well it’s 2019, I’m a little older, and the lip gloss is back baby! Personally I think the hype officially began when the lush Hourglass Cosmetics launched their ‘Unreal High Shine Voluminzing lipgloss range’ earlier this year, which includes lots of pink and peachy tones, as well as some brighter and deeper tones for a pop of colour and some shimmery ones too… so basically my dream in one collection, hehehe! Likewise, some other ‘cult’ status beauty brands released similar collections including MAC Cosmetics ‘tinted lipglass’ formula, Marc Jacobs Beauty, and the limited edition NARS ‘multi-use gloss’…

Whilst I love the look and sound of these gorgeous new collections and can appreciate the quality (the Hourglass ingredient list includes hyaluronic acid, shea butter and avocado oil for instant hydration and long-wearing coverage) , I can’t quite justify spending $44 on a lipgloss. I am definitely a little envious of the beauty bloggers who were sent the entire collection and may have sighed a little when I watched their unboxing of this range on Insta Stories. Can you blame me?

However, don’t panic if, like me, this luxe lipgloss isn’t my your budget! I’ve found lots of pretty alternatives to try!

I was lucky enough to receive a mini sample of the Too Faced ‘Sweet Peach Creamy Peach Oil lip gloss’ in one of my Mecca Beauty Loop boxes earlier this year. The packaging is adorable (it has a cute little peach emoji on the lid) and they’re enriched with nourishing peach and coconut oils and vitamin E to soften and hydrate your lips. Not to mention the lovely gloss finish. They are priced $29 at Mecca in Aus.

Oh and Mecca Max is another slightly more budget friendly brand now available at Mecca, and they have a few lipgloss products including their ‘shimmer shot lip glitter’ which has caught my eye on their website, hehehe!

Priceline also have some amazing lip glosses including MCO Beauty which I’ve heard lots of amazing reviews about, Revlon (on of my faves!), NYX Professional, L’Oréal (another favourite of mine!) and Maybelline…

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Liquid & Cream Blushes

At the moment I typically own powder versions of most everyday makeup essentials like blush, highlighter, etc… however I adore all these lovely packaging and cream products being featured all over my Instagram feed over the past few months…

If you’re interested in reading more about cream & liquid beauty formulas, the lovely Jasmine Dowling has recently written a blog post all about it.

Image Sources: All About Your Glow | Sharm Toaster| Elizabeth Makeup Artist |

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Warm Toned Eyeshadow

Whether it’s bright yellow, rust orange, fushia pink or bronze – bright and colourful warm hues are taking over the neutral lids this season… are you a fan of this trend and/or would you try it?

Image Sources: GlossCo & Colour Pop Cosmetics & The Anna Edit

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“Blurred” Lip Stain

If you’d like to try a lip trend but aren’t keen on the gloss finish, you might prefer experimenting with the ‘blurred’ lip stain look instead.

Wondering how to recreate this look? I’ve heard great things about the Yves Saint Laurent ‘Rouge Pur Couture The Slim Matte Lipstick’ ($59 – I’m dreaming) and more affordable options including 3CE (3 Concept Eyes) lip products which is available in Australia through InnisFree (I think they’re around the $25 mark) and some mixed reviews about Revlon’s new lip tint called ‘Kiss Cloud’ Blotted Lip Colour which is available at Priceline for $15. Oh and the Mecca Max ‘Lip Whip’ ($25 at Mecca) is supposed to be great too!

If you’re interested in reading some step by step tutorials on how to recreate this beauty trend, I’d recommend this how-to article by Allure.

Image Source: The Chriselle Factor

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Bold & Colourful Eyeliner

I’m yet to master the iconic black winged eyeliner, so I can’t say I’m in any hurry to try these colourful versions (mainly because I don’t trust my shaky hands, haha!). But I do love how it looks in this picture with minimal makeup and a sheer glossy lip. Oh and did you see those hairclips *heart eyes*…

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I hope you enjoyed this week’s beauty blog post! If you’d like to see more makeup related content on Daisy Chain Daydreams, let me know… 🙂

Share your favourite 2019 makeup trends in the comments!

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BEAUTY: 2019 Makeup Trends I’m Loving & How to Recreate Them… Hey lovelies! I'm very excited to share one of my 2019 makeup trends blog post with you today!

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