#prom&com

[boseobrien]

Prom pact is such a comfort movie.

[moderator-monnie]

@an-artist-place-for-extra-art

an amazing commission done by my amazing friend rose from a few months ago, just in time for my birthday month,

I also commissioned her to draw me something for my birthday so looking forward to that too.

My first partner/fictional crush I've loved her since I laid my eyes upon her the first time I played monster prom, which was about 2019, I have so many good memories.

I love her smug smile, her story, her design, her voice clips, she makes me extremely happy.

And I'm glad I could get this artwork of us both like this, genuinely Valarie means alot to me, I love her and the monster prom series deeply.

Thanks again for doing this Rose!

[patchedrabbit]

comm of liam from monster prom for @wizardofwoof !

[shelbbswrites]

I didn’t have the time (or power. I’m experiencing some severe weather.) to write a Prom Pact review for work. In an effort to write more long form content here, would that be something you all would read over here?

[anawkwardlady]

that post going around like "everyone posting about smoking and having sex and doing crimes but in polls no one is actually doing it" like yeah I agree to an extent but also some people seem to think all those things are so sacred you can't make jokes or have fantasies about it without being part of the BandTM and it's a bit weird ngl.

[valkyrievanessa]

final de city of vice com tudo completo!!! Esse jogo é incrivel hahaha. eu já tinha feito a missão de city of vice uma vez, mas não deu em nada porque não consegui chegar no local e tals, o evento é divertido, o jogo de cartas de taró hahaha. A Hope é muito legal, fiquei feliz com o anuncio de que ela vai ser a nova hitchhiker gratis e isso me deixou muito feliz, eu adoro o coven e é legal vendo cada uma delas se tornando parceiras potenciais.

Eu obviamente terminei esse evento com a Vera, mulher perfeita shishishi, ela é muito linda e eu particulamente shippo ela com a Vicky, as duas são tão lindas juntas

e se eu já achava o final basico de City of Vice um pandemonio, o final completo hahahaha Ninguem sequer se lembra do que rolou, nem a Vera hahaha, esse jogo é perfeito

bom, segunda vez que termino a historia com a Vera no monster Roadtrip, o que é legal, amo ela. A Vicky e a Vera juntas são muito fofas, fofas demais, é dificil não ficar encantada e shippar as duas shishishi (e a ending com essa cena fofinha demais, é tão lindinha essa cena que ela mora na minha cabeça praticamente)

[antigerrymanderingspiderman]

i think im gonna watch prom pact for the third time… uh yeah no i stand by this

[niniel-is-writing-shakespeare]

(Probably shouldn't but am) Thinking of writing a "fix it" romcom (with PruAus, probably) that would play but fix typical romcom movies tropes idk. So let me know what are the things/clichés that you love in romcom movies and those you'd like to see fixed, maybe?

Ex: I'm always up for some drama of course but gosh let it not be something that just a tiny bit of functional communication or common sense could avoid.

Idk this is really random but would appreciate suggestions and if I end up writing this I would credit your ideas of course!

[iocheaira]

also so funny bc one of the cousins is goth adjacent at this point and the other has a 90s grunge ish vibe happening…….and this question could very reasonably be EITHER historical research for genre fiction the goth one is writing, OR a practical question for a high school freshman in a tiny semi rural mountain high school to be asking

[clasytrends]

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[remorsefullyunapologetic]

so uh.

tse chapter 2 is currently 5.9k words long.

im not even done.

[yellowlaboratory]

You have me in love with your au fic and there wasn’t even jiara moment yet🤯

asdfdkfljahslkdfj aw thank you so much 💛💛💛 i was thinking it's kind of bummer to post a chapter with zero jiara interaction during jiara week but we're setting the scene, ya know

[emphistic]

hi emm! Since it’s prom season could u make basketball sukuna reacting to someone from the team asking you out for prom?

A/N: hii! i actually received a vv similar request a long time ago and i deleted it because i didnt know how to write it, so maybe this is a sign from God — my redemption time, LMAO

PS: sorry to all my readers who are actually jelly lovers, i am not one of you

“So,” Gojo started, while shoving fries into his mouth, “have you got a date yet? Prom’s comin’ up real quick, y’know?”

The basketball team had just won their last game of the season, and all the players were eating out together in celebration. Sukuna was planning on just spending the rest of the night celebrating with you, like usual, but Gojo dragged him away and you only gave a thumbs up in encouragement. What a girlfriend you were, Sukuna scoffed, handing off your dear boyfriend to Gojo Satoru.

“Why do you care?” Sukuna grimaced at Gojo’s messy eating habits. How could one dare to speak while stuffing their face? Sukuna thought Gojo grew up wealthy, and, hey, aren’t rich people supposed to be, like, super into decorum? Where is this man’s etiquette?

“Sheesh, sorry for asking. I just wanted to know if my friend here,” he nudged Sukuna with his elbow, “needed some help getting a date. No need to be ashamed, Captain. I could hook you up with one of Utahime’s friends.”

“Yeah, no. But since you’re so curious, Satoru, I do have a date, actually.”

“No way, seriously? The big, bad, captain of the basketball team, has a date? For prom? I have to tell Suguru this.” Gojo whipped out his phone and, with his sauce-covered fingers, started typing like a madman.

Sukuna cringed, looking away and biting into his burger. This did not taste as good as your cooking. Why oh why did you let Satoru take him away? he thought. Sukuna would much rather be with you right now, even if it meant having to sit through one of your godawful rom-coms. Any of those would be better than Gojo fucking Satoru.

“I cannot believe he is missing this because he’s sick. Sick! That’s actually sick of him. Haha, get it?” Gojo leaned back in his chair, and Sukuna wished he would slip and fall backwards.

“There’s nothing shocking about me having a date, Satoru. I’m not some kind of loser.”

“Yeah, well. Yorozu’s not attached to your arm right now, so I thought—”

“I told you, I don’t like her like that. I don’t like her at all, matter of fact.”

“She’s, like, obsessed with you, dude.”

“I know,” Sukuna ran a hand down his face. “Just wish she would leave me alone, I’ve been trying my best to avoid her. And I haven’t seen her as often, so I think it’s working.” If Yorozu didn’t take the hint sooner or later, Sukuna would make your guys’ relationship known to the whole campus if he had to. Hell, Gojo didn’t even know yet. No one did, actually.

“Damn, so cold. You just gonna ignore her and break her heart?” Gojo laughed, but that quickly came back to kick him in the butt when he started choking on a fry.

“If you’re not joking, that fry will be the last thing you eat. I swear on your life, I do not want anything to do with that bitch.”

Gojo continued coughing and choking and shaking, but when all subsided and the white-haired man regained most of his posture, he posed the question, “So, you’re not gonna, like, ask me?”

“Ask you what? Ask you to prom? The fuck?”

“No, no, no. I mean, unless you wanted to,” Gojo tucked an overgrown strand of hair behind his ear, a stupid expression on his stupid face. “But, I’m talking about what I asked you. So, you gonna ask me if I have a prom date?”

“I don’t give a fuck if your lame ass has a date or not,” Sukuna spat out.

“Have you any idea how hurt I am now, because of you? Ehuhwaaa,” Gojo let out the fakest ugliest cry Sukuna had ever heard. “You think my ass is lame? Do you know how many would pay to see even a glimpse of my tush?”

“No. And I hope it stays that way.”

“I—how dare you.”

That night, Sukuna had to run away from Gojo in the parking lot of an In-n-Out. Otherwise, Gojo would’ve probably never left him alone. And, you might be thinking, Gojo is a fast runner. How did Sukuna get away? Well, it may or may not have been because Gojo had scarfed down three double-doubles prior. And he could barely stand upright without having to lean against Sukuna.

But, fear not, Sukuna did make it home, into your arms. And even though he did have to sit through your stupid rom-coms, he was so fucking glad to finally be away from that white-haired idiot.

Unfortunately for Sukuna, that peace and tranquility was short-lived. The next morning, he was woken up by your overly obnoxious doorbell. Seriously, when were you going to replace it?

Sukuna groaned, whispering into your hair, “Didn’t know you were expecting visitors, babe.”

“Hm?” Your voice was muffled; your face pressed impossibly close into Sukuna’s bare chest.

“Visitor, sweetheart. Someone’s at your door.”

“Huh?” You stuck your head up from your human pillow, and though missing the warmth, you were quite confused. Visitor? Since when?

It’s safe to say you were even more surprised to see Gojo Satoru outside when you opened your door. But you weren’t the only confused one, not for long, at least. Gojo raised his brow when he saw Sukuna emerge from behind you in all his glory: shirt nowhere to be found, hair unruly, and sweatpants hanging low on his hips.

“Captain? What are you—?” Gojo cleared his throat, “Whatever. Anyway, will you, Y/N, do me the honor of being the jelly to my peanut butter and going to prom with me?” Gojo flashed a smile so bright Sukuna almost fell backwards.

“Uhh, I’m sorry—”

“She doesn’t even like jelly, dumbass. And what’s with this horrendous sign? That’s seriously the best you’ve got?” Sukuna gestured with his chin at the poorly drawn and colored peanut butter jar and jelly. Not to mention, Gojo was also dressed as a sandwich, with two slices of bread on either side of his body.

“What the hell? How would you know if she liked jelly or not?”

“Because I’m her prom date.”

“And—and, what are you doing at her house?”

“I’m her boyfriend.” Sukuna glared at the white male, and slung an arm around your shoulder, out of spite.

Gojo paused, finally putting the puzzle pieces together. “Ohhh. So that’s why you didn’t want to come eat with us yesterday. And that’s why you were so desperate to go home. And that’s why I haven’t seen you with another girl in months.”

“Uh huh.”

“Anywho,” Gojo turned back to you, shoving his sign all up in your face. “Will you go to prom with me?”

“Dude.”

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[asunflowerana]

will you go to prom with me?

summary: prom is near, and your sweet, popular friend will do anything to have you as his date.

with: Gojo Satoru.

warnings: yandere behavior, blackmailing (not from satoru), slight blood mentions.

words: 1448.

a/n: i'm just gonna sit back and pretend this didn't give me chills. thinking of turning this into a series, but i'll hold myself from now haha

"Go to prom with me." It's not what you'd expect to hear on a Tuesday morning, right after a wearing History class. Even more so coming from the mouth of no other than Gojo Satoru, the coolest, most desired boy in school.

Yes, you've been friends with him for almost a year. And yes, you get on very well together, crack some side-jokes at classes, sometimes go out to grab some food, do homework at the library, and even stay up at night until sunrise on the phone, freaking out while studying for a math exam that none of you knew about it — or not paying attention, to be more honest. 

So yeah, you're friends. But it's Gojo Satoru we're talking about. And Gojo Satoru is just way out of anyone's league.

You're simply dumbfounded.

"I—" You swallow hard, feeling like you just lost your memory and no longer know how to complete sentences. You're feeling a lot of things, honestly, the guy you've had so many daydreams with saying he wants to have you as his partner, and there you are, a pile of nerves trying to hide the hard, loud way your heart beats inside.

And it's not that you don't want to accept it. Heck, you want to say yes so badly, how many times did you catch yourself watching those sappy rom coms and wondering if you and the white-haired boy would make a fine couple like that. He's the whole package, and if those gorgeous blue eyes and jaw-dropping looks weren't enough, he's also so kind to you, that you can't help but develop a crush.

But as expected, he didn't catch only your attention, but the whole school as well. Kaya Nami, one of the troublemaker cheerleaders, is in the line and does everything she can to make sure nothing gets in her way.

"If I were you, I'd stay away from Satoru Gojo. You won't like having me as an enemy, believe me." She threatened you last Friday, right during PE class. Confused wasn't enough to describe how you felt, but you didn't say anything back to not cause drama, only nodding and watching her head off like nothing happened.

"...I'm sorry, Satoru, but I can't." And unfortunately, that warning was enough to hinder you from making the choice you wanted.

It goes without saying how astounded Gojo was by your answer, that probably being his first time ever being rejected. "What do you mean 'you can't'?" And then his tone dropped an octave, changing to something more seething. "Did someone ask you? You said yesterday to me that you didn't get invited."

"And you're right, I didn't get it." You try to reason, not liking the way he's bothered by your rejection. " it's just... I didn't think you wanted to go with me!" And you didn't lie, even though you said it more as an excuse.

"Well, now you know." He gets closer, almost making you hit your back at the locker behind you. His eyes say he didn't buy any of your excuses. "So, why can't you go? I mean, I know how overwhelming my beauty can be, but you're just as pretty, sweetheart."

His mood suddenly changes to the usual Gojo Satoru, the cheeky guy who enjoys flustering you for fun. Grazing your chin between his index and thumb, he looks deep at you. "I'll give you the best time you ever had. Just be my date."

It takes everything on you to not jump in his arms and let yourself get swept off your feet. Why does he have to make this so difficult? Taking a deep breath, you remember the headache you're gonna get if you don't make the right choice. "Satoru, I'd love to be your date, really. It's just, I think there's someone else that would make a better date than me."

He stares at you with an unreadable expression. You don't know if he got angrier or had enough of your pitiful answers, but you wish you could be able to read only a fraction of Satoru's mind, cause he's staring for too long at you, and you don't know what else to say other than stare back at him.

Finally, he steps back, diverting his gaze to a random spot for a moment before moving to look at you again. Sliding his hands inside his pants pockets, he seems to accept the situation, but you're still not sure of what you see. "I guess you're not changing your mind, huh? Then tell me, who's this 'perfect match'  that you think would be better for me?" He questions with a hint of disdain, but he tries to hide it with a small side smile.

The girl appears in the scene before you can mention her name as if she was waiting for the right opportunity to pounce and make her move on him. By the way your shoulders slump and your eyes lower to the ground, he quickly assumes that she's the person you were talking about earlier and that for some reason, she's making you very uncomfortable. Not you nor Nami noticed the way Gojo glares at a blank spot. Thinking, he mindlessly accepts the blond girl's invitation to lunch, giving you a brief hug before going away. "If that's what you want." He whispers unexpectedly in your ear, offering you a final smile before letting himself be guided to the cafeteria.

You spend the rest of the day wanting to beat yourself for wasting the chance you had to go out with Satoru. You don't talk to him as much during the week, since Nami was making sure to grab every second of his free time at break. It didn't take too long to figure out that both of them would go to prom together, and even though you were the one who made that happen, it still stings to imagine them having a good time.

Prom day arrives, and in the end, no one invites you. It wasn't something completely unexpected, but to be honest, you were hoping that at least one of your friends would be kind enough to want you as a company just so you could all enjoy the "night to remember". Honestly, you didn't want to miss such an important event, and even though there was a chance that you'd make a fool of yourself, it's still your prom, and you have the right to make the most of it, with or without someone.

Kicking away the self-pity, you dressed up and got ready for the special night, wearing that beautiful gown that you remember once showing on Pinterest to Satoru, months before the event. Checking your purse one more time, you catch your phone to ask for a cab, when you hear three familiar knocks on your front door.

Opening your house, you come face to face with someone you never would've imagined seeing at that moment. There stood Gojo Satoru, with a black tuxedo that perfectly accentuates his body, a bouquet of pink camellias in his left hand, glasses off, and a beautiful lopsided smile.

"...Wow." The combo of his honest compliment, his lingering, fond gaze in your direction, and the fact that you made him momentarily speechless, makes your whole self overwhelmed with endearing sensations, especially your warm cheeks.

But that passes too quickly since you don't understand the sudden visit.

"S-Satoru? What are you doing here?" You didn't want this to be the first thing to say to him, but you're so confused, that you don't know what else to say. "I thought you were going out with Nami. Where is she?"

Awakening from the brief trance you provoked in him, the white-haired boy only increases his smile in a rather strange way. " Didn't you know? Mina got in an accident yesterday, she fell from the stairs and ended up breaking her leg."

One more time, you were taken by surprise. As for your friend, he doesn't sound as worried as you imagined he would be after giving this message, but he still makes a respectful pause after saying it.

Satoru also notices your reaction, observing the way you empathetic self got sad for that girl's situation. Little did you know that she got exactly what deserved. And if you looked more closely at your gift, instead of worrying yourself, you'd notice the blood stains around the wrapping paper, the remains of what your future partner did to prove his love.

To his luck, you're just too pure to realize what you don't need to. And for that, Satoru smiles, gazing at you with sparks again.

"So now, will you go to prom with me?"

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[shitsndgiggs]

hi kaya, could you please write something for kenan inspired by the trend where boyfriends use the hugs ranking filter on tik tok? thank you so much<33

RANKING HUGS - KENAN YILDIZ

Ranking hugs with Kenan

Kenan Yildiz x fem! reader

︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿

I prop up my phone, getting the TikTok filter ready while Kenan watches me with a mix of curiosity and suspicion.

“So, you’re going to rank different types of hugs that another guy might give me,” I explain with a grin.

Kenan’s face instantly turns serious. “Why would another guy be hugging you?”

I laugh, nudging him. “Just go with it, babe. It'll be fun.”

“Fine,” he grumbles, crossing his arms. “But no funny business.”

The first hug pops up: Hug at the Waist.

Kenan’s face immediately darkens. “1. No way. Hands around your waist? Not happening. That’s like… the most intimate hug. Anyone tries that, they’re dead.”

I laugh, “Okay, starting strong with a one!”

The next type shows up: Polite Hug.

Kenan sighs with relief. “10. I’m okay with this. It’s barely a hug. Like, there’s almost no touching. In fact, I encourage this kind of awkwardness.”

I chuckle, “Alright, so we’re jumping from 1 to 10. Nice balance.”

Back Hug appears on the screen.

Kenan scowls. “2. Not much better than the waist hug. Why is he sneaking up on you? Is he a ninja? No back hugs, ever.”

I try to keep a straight face. “Ninja hugs… Got it.”

One-Armed Hug pops up next.

He thinks for a second, then shrugs. “8. It’s weird and one-sided. I guess I’m okay with that. But it’s not ideal.”

I giggle, “Okay, noted. Moving on.”

The filter reveals Slow Dance Hug.

Kenan immediately goes back to looking annoyed. “3. Hell no. What is this, prom? There’s no reason to be swaying together like that.”

I burst out laughing, “Swaying together?!”

He nods firmly, “Yes. No swaying.”

Next is Cuddle.

His eyes narrow. “4. Not happening. That’s what I’m here for. Only I get to be your human pillow.”

I can’t help but laugh again. “Human pillow?”

“Yes,” he says, trying to keep a straight face but failing.

The next hug type is Group Hug.

Kenan takes a deep breath. “7. Fine, but only if it’s a large group. And if I’m also in the group. I need to be like, the middle layer of the human sandwich.”

I laugh so hard I almost drop the phone. “Middle layer of the human sandwich?!”

“Yep, like the cheese in a grilled cheese,” he replies with a straight face.

The Catcher Hug comes up next.

Kenan’s face immediately twists. “5. What’s this? Some kind of rom-com nonsense? No one’s catching you but me.”

I giggle, “Okay, okay. You’re really taking this seriously.”

“Obviously,” he mutters.

Then, Classic Hug shows up.

He tilts his head thoughtfully. “6. It’s alright, I guess. As long as it’s short and sweet. Like a ‘hi and bye’ situation. No lingering allowed.”

I smile, “Got it, no lingering.”

The final hug appears: The Patting Hug.

Kenan instantly grins. “9. Yes! This is a great one. It’s like saying, ‘I don’t really want to be doing this, but here we are.’ I’m all for it.”

I burst out laughing again. “You and your awkward pats…”

“Exactly,” he smirks, leaning closer. “But just so we’re clear, the only hug I want to see is mine.”

I lean in and kiss him, still laughing. “Don’t worry, Kenan. No one’s taking your place.”

He grins, pulling me closer. “Good, because I don’t play fair.”

[valkyrievanessa]

jogando monster roadtrip igual uma fanatica desde que consegui comprar ele e nossa, que jogo maravilhoso, perfeito, adoro demais hahaha. Já fiz varios finais e o mais recente é o do show de musica, com o evento especial da Summer, Macarena e o cheese

Estou completamente louca por esses 3 fantasmas, especialmente a Summer, porque? não sei, acho que a vibe dela é tudo o que eu gostaria de ser hahaha (e ela é linda e fofa)

Mas bem seria, eu amei demais esse jogo, o meu favorito da franquia de longe, eu adoro a serie monster prom mas esse certamente me fez ficar obcecada. Só fico um pouco triste que os Hitchhikers são meio que aleatorios, estou um tempão querendo o final romantico do Damien (meu personagem masculino favorito) e ele só apareceu 1 vez para mim como hitchhiker e nunca mais, a Miranda foi outra que demorou para aparecer uma segunda vez e eu consegui todo o final do Merkingdom (chegar no local, final romantico da Miranda e o evento de estrada)

eu ainda pretendo comprar as dlcs, embora eu jogue mais com a Vicky do que com qualquer outro personagem eu quero os outros mesmo assim. Mas serio, esse jogo é incrivel, me fez gostar ainda mais dos personagens que já gostava (miranda, vera, joy e Milo) e me fez gostar de personagens que eu não ligava tanto assim antes (Polly, Calculester, Aaravi).

Esse jogo (E a franquia como um todo) são bem unicos, perfeitos e que amo de paixão, adoraria uma serie de tv de monster prom (animação de preferencia) mas dificil isso acontecer, é uma franquia indie e tals, as empresas preferem adaptar jogos AAA mesmo que mal adaptado. Bom, alguns prints dos finais romanticos que consegui