#queue are my lucky star

[dykexenomorph]

Minsc :D

MINSC MY BEST FRIEND MINSC!!!

HOW I FEEL ABOUT HIM: he was one of those charas tht made me SOO pissed when i first saw him bc i was like "oh im gnna be soo insufferable about liking him." and then i WAS (mostly on call w my poor sibling [hello theo.] but also on here for a bit as well)

PEOPLE I SHIP W HIM: im sorry ik its so basic but it genuinely could only ever be dynaheir for me....they're EVERYTHING to me aughhhhhh

NON-ROMANTIC OTPS W HIM: ASIDE from the obvious answer of jaheira, im also fond of him and khalid :3 (im sure ill also enjoy whatever he's got going on w aerie as well whenever i finally finish bg1 and get around to playing bg2)

UNPOP OPINION: i honestly dont think i have one? i love him a lot and never rlly see anyone saying anything negative about him LOL

SOMETHING I WISH WOULD HAPPEN IN CANON: i dont really have a solid answer for this YET!! like i said, im still playing through the og baldurs gates, so im still forming my opinions on how his chara/story is handled throughout the games

CHARACTER ASKS

[mongrel05]

nyan cat

[guardian-angle22]

911 lone star fashion -> every grace outfit

↳ 1.09

[acr3ss-the-cosmos]

Today was a very special day. Though Muyang was someone who normally did not celebrate things, this one was an exception. It had something to do with her after all— Bai Chenhua. She was someone important to him, someone whom he held close to his heart even though he thought he had lost all uses for it. Love and whatnot, he had grown cold over the years and she had seen all that darkness he had to offer.

Yet, she still did not turn away.

Muyang jogged up the steps towards the Artisanship Commission with a modern container in his hands. He seemed somewhat in a rush, as though he was making a delivery.

And upon his arrival, it did not take him long to spot her apart from the crowd.

“ Chenhua. “

He called for her as he closed the gap between them, eventually halting behind her back. The way he spoke of her name was like a gentle breeze caressing one’s cheek, filled with fondness and love.

“ It is lunch time. “ A gloved hand lifted up the thermal within his grasp, “ I made you birthday vermicelli noodle soup with two red eggs. “

A pause.

“ — It is better to eat it while it is hot. As for the cake, I will leave it for when you are done with work. I am still in the process of making it, so we can eat it at my house. How does that sound to you? “

Noodles to represent good health and longevity, two eggs to represent birth and renewal— red to represent prosperity. Muyang wished only the best for her, hoping that she would stay in his life for a long time. There were still many, many more happy memories to make with her.

Happy Birthday, Chenhua.

Chenhua's Birthday Gifts (closed) @memovia

It was another busy day for the craftsmen of the Artisanship Commission as Chenhua and several of her coworkers made their way down towards Arcane Moorage for their break. Today, however, was slightly different for the blonde Foxian, as it was her 153rd birthday. She didn't have any real plans aside from meeting with her family for a special dinner later in the evening, but that didn't bother her.

Just as Chenhua made it all the way down the steps to the Moorage's expansive docks, the wind picked up a voice that spoke her name from behind her; deep, low, and tender.

It was a voice she was well acquainted with... and was one that filled her chest with all the warmth of a gently burning hearth.

"Muyang..." She breathed his name softly with a smile on her lips as she turned around to see him approach her. He looked just as handsome as ever; his short, dark hair with bangs that fell over his beautiful, peony-red eyes, and his tall, strong physique that always made her feel so safe whenever he held her.

She never grew tired of that feeling.

Chenhua caught sight of the thermal container Muyang held in his grip, and her eyes widened slightly when he told her what was in it. It was soup... for her birthday? Before she could process the information and thank him, however, he continued on.

...A cake. He was making her a cake, too.

"Muyang, I..."

Rosy hues bloomed across her cheeks as her smile grew ever softer. He had gone out of his way to do all of this for her. For her. It only further proved how much he loved her, and the way her heart fluttered like a tiny bird inside her chest could keep her going for days.

"...I would absolutely love to come over to your house to have cake, and I'll be sure to eat the soup you made me right away." Chenhua didn't mind that she would have dessert before dinner with her family tonight; There was a special reason for it, after all.

"You're so sweet, Muyang. Thank you so much..."

[finelinevogue]

always

summary - you and harry finally say those three words

pairing - actress!reader x harry

word count - ~1.5k

💐🌷☀️💗 💐🌷☀️💗 💐🌷☀️💗 💐🌷☀️💗

It was the Oscar’s after party at Vanity Fair and you were a little tipsy.

A happy drunk, some may say.

Just tipsy enough to be able to giggle at everything, but to also still have your entire wits about you. Your boyfriend on your arm was exactly the same. It was lucky neither of you were the designated driver.

“It was nice seeing you!” You politely waved off two people you would not mind never seeing again.

After they were gone, Harry clearly had the same opinion as you.

“Knobheads.” He muttered close to your ear, so no one with a camera could even pick up what he was saying.

“That’s Hollywood, my love.”

“Yeah, but they could have been slightly more discreet about only liking your recent film because you were topless for a small scene.” He huffed.

You looked up at him, filtering out every other star-studded celebrity in the room.

“They were two white old men, what did you expect?”

“Some respect.”

“At least I’ll always have you for that.” You cupped his cheek and his frown melted away. The soft touch of your skin against his was enough to coax back the smile that had been missing on his face.

Harry continued to look at you as you looked at him.

You couldn’t help but give off a blush and a nervous smile as you watched his gaze upon yours. “What?”

“Nothing,” He tried to bite back a ridiculous grin, “Just like that word.”

“What word?” You furrowed your brows in confusion.

“Always.”

You thought back to what you’d just said and you ducked your head to hide the nervous smile widen, docking your forehead onto his chest.

You felt Harry’s chest rise and fall with a chuckle and you wrapped your arms around him to conceal all that happiness between just you two.

It was moments like this when you wanted to lean up and whisper those three words. The three words that apparently change everything. You’d never spoken them to anyone, like this, before so it was difficult to know how to even say them.

You were certain of one thing though. Even though you’d only been together for less than half a year, you’d never felt like this for anyone before. And sometimes you felt like Harry was the same.

You were certain that you loved Harry.

It was only a matter of how to tell him.

•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•

An hour later and you found yourself at the front of the photo booth queue.

Harry had been doing his rounds, saying hello to friendly faces such as Billie and Florence.

You had done your rounds, as well as take non-negotiable photos with your cast mates for one final hurrah.

Even though your movie hadn’t swept at the Oscar’s this year, you were just happy to have been a part of it. Creating movies and bringing stories to life is more than you could ever have dreamed of. Plus, you always had Harry’s hand to hold through it all now - which made it easier.

Harry was in fact holding your hand now.

As Barry and Sabrina walked out of the booth, lipstick smudged all over Barry’s smirking lips, Harry squeezed your hand to signal you were next.

Harry held back the curtain for you, but you waited for him to sit down first.

There was a bench that could fit at least four people on it, but you and Harry had pre-discussed what your photos would be (whilst waiting in the queue) and you’d both agreed that you sitting on his lap was the only way.

The “only way” being Harry’s words…

Not that you minded.

“Only photobooth where you don’t have to pay.” You commented, as you situated yourself sideaways on Harry’s lap.

Your arms slunk across his shoulders for support and his arm wrapped securely around your waist.

You moved slightly to get more comfortable on Harry’s thighs.

“Stop wriggling.” He grunted, making you instantly stop.

“Wh… Oh… Oh, Babe! You’re so….” You laughed at him.

“Hey, you’re not the one who has to go back out there with an obvious issue.”

“Doesn’t have to be an issue…” You attempted your best seductive whisper, but ended up bursting out giggling at the end.

“I hate you.”

You shut up, but his words had you thinking about the hidden meaning. He clearly didn’t hate you, that much was quite visibly obvious, so did he technically mean the opposite? Did he actually mean he lo–

“Y/N/N?” Your nickname being spoken brought you away from your thoughts, “You ready?”

You cleared your throat and approved.

The camera counted down…

The first photo would be of you and Harry simply smiling at the camera, faces leaning against each other.

3. 2. 1.

*snap*

You quickly moved yourselves for the next photo.

The second photo was of Harry kissing your cheek, whilst you made whatever face you wanted to. You decided to scrunch your eyes and smile like an idiot - because that’s how it felt to be in love.

3. 2. 1.

*snap*

In love.

That’s what you were.

You were insanely in love with Harry and he deserved to know. You deserved to share this love.

“Love?” Harry quickly reminded you off the next photo quickly approaching.

It was meant to be of you now kissing Harry’s cheek and him doing whatever he wanted, but now you wanted to do something else.

You cupped the far side of his cheek gently and leant your lips against his ear.

3.

“Y/N?”

2.

“I love you.”

1.

*snap*

Harry quickly turned his head towards you, nearly knocking your nose off in the process.

“What?” He had tiny pools of water collecting in his eyes.

“I love you.” You smiled warmly, softly rubbing over his cheek.

“Fuck.” He smiled, letting a tear fall.

3.

“I love you, too.” He said.

2.

“So much.” He cupped your cheek.

1.

And he kissed you with so much force.

*snap*

You almost fell back with how much he pushed into you, but that’s what kissing him felt like anyway - free falling.

Saying three words had never felt so explosive.

It was like a confetti cannon had been set off and the confetti was all your love for each other being scattered around the photo booth. You felt full and happy, and you could tell by Harry’s kiss that he felt exactly the same.

You pulled back, licking your lips and trying your best not to cry in case it ruined your makeup.

Harry didn’t care, he let some tears fall.

You brushed them away carefully with your thumbs.

“Those better be happy tears and not tears of instant regret.” You joked.

“Happy falls a bit flat of describing how I feel right now, love.”

You giggled and pushed yourself back onto his lips, kissing him to let those three words sink in more.

He moved back, needing to take you in, in this moment, before giving you a few smaller kisses.

“We should go.” You whispered.

“No.” Harry pouted.

“H, this is a photo booth not a kissing booth.”

He laughed, “Okay.”

You both got up to leave, pushing the curtain away and taking the little strip of photos from the deposit on the side of the booth.

Two had printed.

You both laughed at the one where you’d spoken those little words, because Harry’s facial expressions were so funny. He looked a mixture of shocked and happy all at once.

Harry tucked the photo strip into the inside pocket on his suit jacket, whilst you kept a tight grip on yours.

You held onto Harry’s hand and hugged onto his arm.

“That was a better moment than any Oscar award.” You honestly spoke.

Harry leant down to kiss your forehead.

“I love you.” He looked genuinely excited to be able to say that to you. “And I’m proud of you.”

“I know.”

“Oi, don’t you Star wars me!” He mocked. “Say it, or else.”

“I looooovvee you.” You teased out the word. Harry shook his head at you for being so annoying, but also he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Those three words belonged to him now as they belonged to you. And always will.

[elusive-writer]

𝘈𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘴

(GN! Reader)

I got this idea very randomly so I thought why the hell not 🤭

Word count : 671

✩ 𝘑𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘰 𝘒𝘶𝘫𝘰 ✩

Yeah no, you’re gonna have a hell of time tryna convince this man to let you paint his nails.

Be prepared to beg and bargain cause that is the only way you even have a CHANCE of changing his mind.

When he begrudgingly agrees to letting you paint his nails, (after you agree to buy his cigarettes for the remainder of the trip) he only lets you paint them black.

Maybe with a small star on the middle finger if you’re lucky 😌

(he won’t admit it, but he likes the way you hold his hands as you work 🤭)

Once you’re finished, he’ll glance at your handiwork before muttering an “it’s alright…”

actually really likes it

Will absolutely chip the nail polish on purpose so you’ll re-paint his nails.

And will absolutely deny it if you call him out on it.

✩ 𝘕𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘬𝘪 𝘒𝘢𝘬𝘺𝘰𝘪𝘯 ✩

Will probably be a little hesitant at first.

But after some minor convincing he just says fuck it.

And of course, a nice cherry red is the obvious choice to go.

After you’re finished tho he is LIVING for it.

He swears it’s given him like a power boost or something.

He feels fucking POWERFUL.

Insists that you let him paint yours now.

(he’s an artist so it’s obvi gonna be amazing)

Once he’s finished, you best believe he’s gonna want to show off to all the other crusaders.

and also convince them to paint their nails as well dkdkdjdjdk

Y’all would have a lot of fun with this.

✩ 𝘑𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘗𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘦 𝘗𝘰𝘭𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘧 ✩

It’s you that’s asking, of course he’d let you paint his nails!

“For you mon amour, anything 😉”

He would let you do ANYTHING to him.

ahem ahem anything

ANYWAY

Would probably ask for silver because ya know… silver chariot.

But I could see him being convinced into doing a pale blue.

Or whatever your favourite colour is.

(is he easy, or can he just not decide? I honestly don’t know)

Another one that feels on top of the world once you’re finished.

Will also insist on letting him paint your nails.

The result is…. most definitely something.

you don’t say anything to spare his feelings

Will gate keep you from the others.

Can’t have HIS nail tech getting stolen 😤

✩ 𝘔𝘶𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘥 𝘈𝘷𝘥𝘰𝘭 ✩

He’s a little taken aback by your request.

But you’ve proven yourself a reliable companion throughout this journey so he trusts you.

Could def see him going with a fiery orange.

Or a nice gold that compliments his jewellery.

BUT OH MY GOSH IMAGINE HIM WITH WHITE NAIL POLISH?!?

sorry, getting carried away

Finds the overall experience to be extremely relaxing.

Between the feeling of your hands and the way you subconsciously hum as you paint almost has him falling asleep.

Is honestly a little sad when it’s over.

Likes the look of the polish more than he expected.

Will be a little shy to ask for you to do this in the future but if you offer, he will happily oblige.

✩ 𝘑𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘩 𝘑𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳 ✩

Oh my god don’t even get me started.

He is ASTRONOMICALLY down for this idea.

Bitch, he’s probably the one who suggested it when he saw you painting yours.

queue tequila joseph

You better believe he’s going for a bright ass pink.

His confidence to through the fucking roof and life is too short. Bring that pink polish NEOWWW.

Is one of those ppl that cannot sit still for the life of him.

You have to constantly tell him to sit the fuck down so that you’re not painting the entirety of his hand.

Once you’re finished he’s like a peacock.

🦚🦚

Constantly bragging, showing off… THE WORKS MAN.

might even bust out the old dress if he’s feeling especially bold dkdkdjd

Is absolutely gonna ask you to do this again in the future.

[fawnlotties]

band nat x groupie reader!! she’d probably spot you at one of her shows and would let you skip the line to meet her

but anyways she’d 100% sign your boobs if you asked her - 🍒

YES. YES YES A MILLION TIMES YES.

she knows that it’s against her best interest to involve herself with any fan. her management has told her countless times that her flirting will get her in trouble someday - but she’d risk it for pussy, honestly.

you hadn’t exactly intended to leave this gig as one of her band’s groupies but the moment you lock eyes with nat from your place in the queue along the sidewalk, it’s become your ultimate goal. you were waiting with a smaller group of fans to see the band’s van pull up behind the venue, and maybe it’s the mass hysteria or your hormones but you swear that nat stares at you for a good ten seconds. others around you claim the same thing but you know it was meant for you.

you weren’t anywhere near the front for the actual gig, meaning that waiting out front of the stage door was your last chance. it didn’t matter that you were towards the back of the crowd, because the moment that the group of girls emerges, there’s a guard clad in all black ushering you right to the front.

nat stands in all her smokey-eyed glory and even though she’s shorter than you, you feel like you could die. nat isn’t being coy about things either - her eyes are all over your chest and your neck and you don’t think it’s just ‘cause of her height. so with the last of your confidence you tug down your all-too tight tank, nipples dangerously close to flashing both the other girls and the crowd, and ask as sweetly as you can for her signature.

nat is thanking her lucky stars as the cool sharpie scribbles across the skin of the top of your breasts, not able to help her smirk. you’re too stunned, gaze trained entirely on how close her face was to your tits - then she was pulling away with a wink. you’re disappointed at the lack of a selfie or even being able to introduce yourself, but as the crowd swallows you and you finally gaze down at the markings on your chest, you notice a group of numbers scribbled hastily underneath her signature. oh shit.

nat was more than pleased to see how eager you were to adapt to the lifestyle. the first time she sneaks you onto her tour bus the other girls freak, lottie jealously exclaiming that none of the other girls were allowed to bring someone back, why was she?! but you were a sight for sore eyes, so their complaints soon faded. especially when lottie gained a soft spot for your best friend who you’d bring along to gigs…

you were nat’s shadow, almost. anywhere she was you were. tour bus, green room, backstage, even at airports disguised in a stupid all-black outfit that made you look like some kind of weirdo spy. but it was all worth it when nat would drag you back to their hotel after a gig, sweaty and worked up, claiming that she only has eyes for you as she bites at your neck. her makeup is even more smudged than usual as she details how fucking good you looked in the crowd lighting, lipstick smeared on the joint you share, and on your lips when you shotgun into her mouth.

of course you get shit from other nat-obsessed fans. your paparazzi pictures snapped with the girls at clubs were like some 2000s tabloid cliche but honestly? it made things even more fun. it didn’t matter how whirlwind or dysfunctional being nat’s groupie was, every single worry simply ceased to exist when her face was buried between your tits :3

side note - @deerlottie ‘s rockstar nat bot was the first ever nat bot i spoke to and im convinced it changed my brain chemistry. genuinely So Hot i think abt it Daily 🎀

[spidybaby]

hey can i get one with Pablo, where he reacts to his gf after winning at the vmas? thanks

Our Song

Summary: Gavi surprise you after your win at the vmas ✨️

Warnings: cursing.

"I'm so nervous." You say biting your nail. The car is in the queue for the carpet.

"Princesa, don't worry about it. You're going to rock it."

"I don't even think I'm going to win."

"I think that just being there, able to have a platform to share your amazing art, is already a win, babe."

"So you think my art is amazing." You say, joking with him. "Thank you, mi amor"

"Hey, Y/n, we're almost there." Your manager announced. That was the signal for you to say your goodbyes to him.

"Mi amor, I have to go." You pout, not wanting to say goodbye.

"Break a leg, or I don't know. But I love you so much." He laughs, making a ducky face, sending a kiss.

"Te quiero." (I love you) you say, sending him a kiss and telling him to go to sleep.

You take two deep breaths, touching your wrist where the silver bracelet is. The little "P6" in honor of your boyfriend, a gift he made you on your anniversary.

"Ready?" They ask you. You nod.

The screams of the people waiting to see the artists are the only sounds you can hear. The flashes hit you and the camera crew focusing on your arrival. You wave your hands to the public. Making them yell your name.

Your manager pushes you lightly to the way of the carpet. The theme was pink, pink carpet, and pink awards.

You pose for the cameras, smiling at them. Most of the time, all they say is "look over here." Or "on your left." Like if they're Steve Rogers. But this time, the fans screaming are overpowering their voices.

You walk over to the interview spot. Your manager set you up for one only because you didn't feel like doing more than that.

"Hello, hello, so happy to see you." The blonde reporter says. She's one of the nicest people you have ever met in the media. "Oh God, you look amazing tonight. Tell me who you are wearing?"

"Hello to you too." You laugh. "Well, I'm wearing Versace. Donatella and I designed this look for our new collaboration."

"It's amazing, you look like a shining star."

"Thank you."

"Now tell me, you're nominated to five awards, and in all categories, you have amazing competition. How do you think you're going to do tonight?"

"Well, if I'm honest with you, I'll be surprised if I even win something. But as my boyfriend says, I'm lucky to be able to be here, I'm lucky to be able to share my art and have amazing fans who support me all the way."

"Talking about boyfriends, you're here alone."

"Not every fairytale has a present prince." You joke, making her laugh. "He's working, but he made sure to send his good luck wishes to me before the ceremony."

"We love a supportive partner. Thank you for your time, hope you win and have a nice time."

You say goodbye, making your way to the crowd. Tonight, you were seated next to the one and only Taylor Swift. A little starstruck, if you may say.

The ceremony was nice, you danced, you jumped, and you also lost four of five categories. But you knew the awards didn't make you less or more of a good singer.

The last one was Song of the Year. A very hard category to catch. You were in the same category as Selena, Olivia, Taylor.

"Okay, let's calm down a little bit." Nicki says, about to announce the last category. "So, do we wanna know the winner?" The crowd explotes in screams.

Nicki yells the name of the winner, and you are zoned out. But when Ice Spice and Taylor hugged you, you went back to reality.

"You did it." Taylor shouts, getting up and clapping for you.

"Get your ass up, go get your award, girlie." Ice says, pulling you up from your seat.

You walk over to the stage, Nicki hugged you and told you how happy she was for you. You stand in front of the mic with your legs shaken from the adrenaline of the moment.

"Umm, I'm a little shocked, so let me breathe. Woo." You say, laughing and making the crowd laugh with you. "Okay, thank you so much to my family. You guys are one of my biggest supporters to my manager. I love you for believing in me. To you guys for streaming the song, for sharing it, for making it a trend on tik tok." You laugh again.

You took a breath, feeling so out of air. "And to my Pablo, because I know you're watching this instead of sleeping. My love, you're the inspiration of this song. You're the one who listened to this song first. I love you. This is our song, bebé."

You wave the crowd a goodbye, sending a kiss to the camera. On the backstage Karol G hugged you, she was next on the stage.

After the awards you took a flight back to Europe, your world tour Europe leg was beginning in three weeks and you wanted to leave early to adapt to the time zone and also to spend some time with Pablo.

During the flight you watched a game, it was good. After the game, Pablo had an interview. They asked him about you winning and you giving him special thanks.

"Hombre, Pablo. Your girlfriend recently won an award and she thank you. We know you're private about your relationship, but we want to tell you that we love how supportive you two are with each other."

He smirked, thinking about your thank you speech. "Si, bueno somos privados pero yo siempre la apoyo en todo y siempre lo haré. Ella es increíble y la quiero." (Yeah, well, we are private, but I can totally support her and always will. She's amazing, and I love her)

"Thank you, and congratulations about the win."

You snap a picture of the interview, send it to him, thanking him for his words, updating him about you almost landing in Barcelona.

When you actually land, you didn't expect Pablo to be waiting with a big flower bouquet, smiling at you.

You rush down the plane stair, throwing yourself at your him. Legs locked around his waist and lips on his.

"Mi super estrella." He kisses your cheek. (My superstar) he walks with you in his arms, dropping you into the car.

He walks to your manager, taking your bags and saying goodbye to your crew. You did the same, waving them from the car.

"Let's go home, estrellita." He kisses your hand.

The drive home he was telling you about the game. You thank him about the things he said.

"You deserve that and more, mi amor." he says, parking in front of his house. "I have something for you inside."

"Pablo, we say no surprises, you know I don't need anything. The flowers were enough, mi amor."

"I didn't say anything." He laughs, opening the door for you and helping you with your bags. "Go to the kitchen, I know you're hungry."

You indeed were very hungry. So you walked inside and straight to he kitchen. You were surprised to see your family, Pablo's family, and your friends all there.

They all yelled from excitement, and your friends run to hug you. You were still shocked by surprise with the breakfast surprise he pulled.

"Enough, Enough. Let me hug my baby." You mother says. She hugs you, saying how proud she is and how happy she is to spend these days with you, same with the rest of your family.

"Let's eat. She needs some food." Pablo says, kissing your cheek. "Please, serve yourselves."

"Thank you, Pablito." You returned the kiss on his cheeks, buring your face on the crock of his neck.

You wanted to eat everything, there was a lot of fruit, a banquet of other type of food and even a cake.

"The cake has the lyrics of our song." You jump excited. "That's so fucking cute."

"Language." You mom jokes.

Belen and Pablo got close to you once everyone was seated at their places.

"Estamos tan orgullosos de ti, preciosa." (We are so proud of you, precious)

Pablo hugs you, saying how much they love for you to be with Pablo and how amazing the song was.

"We got you a little something." Belen says, giving you a velvet box. "This is also Aurora's. She couldn't be here because of school but she sends you all the love."

"Thank you, I love you guys really much."

You saved the box in your pocket, wanting to see it in private.

You take a seat next to Pablo, who was talking with your mother about football. "But yes, it's been crazy, with the Champions coming up."

Everything was dreamy. You had the boy, the love, and the support. You had everything you ever wished for.

"I want to propose a toast." Pablo announced, getting up from his seat. "Por mi super estrella, ella nos ha compartido su arte y yo sé que todos aquí le hemos demostrado amor y apoyo" He grabs your hand, squishing it. "Congratulations, my love." (To my superstar, she shared all her art with us, and I know that every one of us had shared love and support with her, and I know that this award is important to her.)

You felt so loved, with the most important people in your life giving you all the support. You already won. An award makes no difference.

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yourusername so thankful with this blessing. Thank you to all of you who voted for me ❤️ also enjoy this little dump of my last few days

pablogavi ❤️😛

aurorapaezg love you, hermanita 💖

selenagomez you're a shining star ✨️

icespice it's giving cunt 🫶🏻

[bisexualcage]

CAGE CON | Chapter One

Johnny Cage x Trans male reader

Pairing: Johnny Cage/Trans male/masc reader

Warnings: none for now! but this is gonna be a 18+ fic, so MDNI 🔞

Word Count: 1828

A/N: this is an ongoing series! so there will be other chapters!

As soon as you saw that a Cage Con was gonna be held in your city you could practically feel your heart drop to your ass. You stared at the announcement of the event on your phone for a few minutes in a state of shock before snapping out of it and looking through your bank account.

“…fuck.” you mumble, rubbing your head in frustration as you see you only had about 12 bucks and a simple autograph signing with THE Johnny Cage was 60 bucks. In retrospect, seeing as he’s a worldwide known action star that was relatively cheap but you’ve always been dirt poor. So you struggled as you tried to come up with a solution to see your favorite actor of all time, but ended up with no solutions.

You finally decided to attend Cage Con and at least buy the entrance ticket. Maybe if you were unbelievably lucky you’d see him walking around or come out to greet fans waiting outside his autograph signing. And that was just hopeful thinking, as soon as you got there the line was eternally long almost reaching the exit doors. You sigh to yourself, rubbing your eyes in frustration.

“Hey! can I take a picture? i really like your costume.” a feminine voice said near you, to which you snap out of your solemn state immediately.

“Oh- me? thank you. It’s just some ninja costume I put together last minute.” You chuckle shyly, but nod to their picture request.

As soon as they pose to take a picture next to you, you hear some commotion from people in the back of the line but ignored it as the girl snapped the picture.

“thank you!” The girl waved and walked off, you were about to utter a you’re welcome but she was already gone through the crowds of costumed people, loads of johnny cages and loads of his movie characters. Some Tarkatans though, which surprised you.

“You see how it feels? welcome to my world.” A deep yet energetic voice said behind you, everyone around you goes bonkers and you go completely pale as you turn to face the person. The voice extremely familiar.

It was Johnny. In the flesh, in front of you holding out a hand for you to shake with his usual shades and enthusiastic pearly smile. You try to talk but nothing comes out except a low “Hello..”

Johnny studies your reaction with his unwavering charismatic smile, looking down at your cheap last minute ninja costume with amusement. “You a fan pal? Stupid question right? we’re at Cage Con for christ sake. Nice to meet you, cool fit mister ninja! even though I can’t see your face with that mask.” Johnny chuckles as he takes your shaky hand in his and holds it.

“Yeah- I’m a fan. A huge fan. Honestly i didn’t even think you’d come out here to the floor-“ You finally were able to move your mouth, his hand still shaking yours for an unexpectedly long time which made you grow fiery red under your ninja mask.

And thank god for masks.

Johnny scoffs, “Why not? I know not everyone can afford a signature— so i come out here sometimes to greet all the beautiful Johnny Cages and Jannettes.”

A fan with a Tarkatan costume approaches and yells with a bunch of others, interrupting your moment with Johnny.

“…And beautiful Tarkatans of course! See you inside the signing hall?” He walks backwards with a grin.

“Oh I don’t have tickets for the signing…” You say with an embarrassed tone.

“Don’t worry about it, get in line alright?” Johnny said vaguely before walking off, a bunch of fans screaming on top of their lungs as he made his way inside the signing hall.

You were stunned. Did your favorite actor just walk up to you, shake your hand, and say hello? Did he mean what he said? To get in line? Imagine getting into trouble. That being said, you nervously waited in line while the length of the queue gradually shrank. Your legs were killing you after nearly an hour had passed. As you make it to one of the security guards who was checking for ticket confirmation before entering to get your autograph you froze. Not knowing what to do or say, before you could utter anything the guards radio went off; “Words from Johnny, let the fella pass, over.”

The security guard made a studious expression at you before letting you pass with an apprehensive look. You turn warm, feeling your heart beating out of your chest. He really meant it huh? You were speechless beyond words as you walked in the signing room. There was Johnny on a table signing autographs and cracking jokes, laughing with some fans who were ahead of you.

“fuck fuck fuck…” you whisper to yourself in anxiety, clenching your fists. As the fans ahead of you leave and wave to Johnny you immediately freeze not moving as he sits there and waves you over.

Johnny scoffs and stares at your frozen figure with amusement, “Hey, mister ninja! Medusa got you or something? come here i don’t bite.”

“Oh- uhm- yeah sorry.” You walk over with heavy steps, still feeling on otherworldly from everything that’s happened.

Johnny’s smirk softens; signaling for you to sit next to him a chair as he takes out a signing poster of his. You hesitantly take a seat next to him; “It’s my first time at con, so i’m a little shaken up.” you try and play it off as if your nerves weren’t due to him but the event.

Johnny laughs, taking his shades off. Those big brown puppy eyes, his aura now seeming more approachable and soft. He didn’t look like an unreachable celebrity figure, just a cute guy.

“Don’t worry about it bro! You know how many people i’ve had sobbing in front of me and declaring their love for me today alone? your reaction is….a nice change.” Johnny smiles at you before glancing down at his poster before looking back up at you, studying your face before clearing his throat; “Anyways, how do you spell your name, sport?”

You chuckle a bit of redness around your neck as you spell it out for him.

“Thats a kickass name man.” he continues to write on the poster your name along something else that you couldn’t quite distinguish.

“Oh it’s kinda basic in my opinion but thank you.”

“Basic? you know many Steven’s and Emily’s i’ve met today?” He says partially joking as he looks up from signing the poster. “Plus, my name isn’t exactly the most unique if we’re being honest.” He said with a small grin, “Don’t get me wrong it’s badass though.”

You chuckle, “Yeah, it definitely is.”

“So hey, what’s your favorite film of mine? You said you were a big fan supposedly.” Johnny leans back on his chair and crosses his arms with a smile.

You clear your throat, “Oh, uhm, definitely Time Smashers.”

Johnnys eyes widen; “Finally! someone saying Time Smashers! most people say the most popular ones like Ninja Zombie but Time Smashers is one of my favorite projects. I spend so much time on that script.”

“I just recognize that work was put in to it, I can tell it was done from the soul. Thank you for letting me in by the way” You say shyly, avoiding his brown eyes.

Johnny stayed silent, observing your face with warmth a few seconds before speaking up; “No problemo! Say….you took your mask off.”

“Oh- yeah i did. I figured it wouldn’t be respectful if i just kept it on while meeting my favorite actor.”

Johnny chuckles and hands you the signed poster rolled up. “Yeah it would be very uncool, man.” He jokes.

You take the poster from him and stand; “hah well- Thank you so much.” you say quickly.

“Hold on hold on- the signing hall is pretty much cleared out. I’m done for the day you don’t gotta dash out so quickly. You want a selfie, pal?” Johnny stands with his hands in his pockets.

Your cheeks grow red, “Really? just like that?”

“Yeahhhhh, stop being such a wimp.” He says jokingly with zero malice behind his voice. “This is a lifetime opportunity for you and i’m feeling…very giving today.”

“Alright but- i’m horrible at selfies…” You scoff a bit.

“Don’t worry. i’m the master of photogenic photography.” Johnny took out his phone to which you raise an eyebrow in surprise. “I could send you the pictures later on, my phone has good quality.” Johnny brags before walking next to you and holding his phone up as he tries to find a good angle with you both.

“Cheese…” You say as you look at the camera shyly.

“nuh uh- do something fun! loosen up mister ninja! You can get close.” He smiles warmly as he looks at you and wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you closer.

“hah- alright-“ You cheeks turn redder as he holds up the phone again, you throw a peace a sign and he takes the selfie.

“Oh that one’s nice.” Johnny looked at the selfie on his screen, you peeked at it and smiled; his arm was around you and his pearly whites showing— his shades hanging from his buttoned up shirt. “What’s your number?”

You clear your throat and your eyes widen; “What? you whisper.

“Your phone number so I can send you the selfies, silly goose.” Johnny ruffles your hair a bit.

“Oh yeah of course- it’s- it’s- (phone number).” You mumble, still quite taken aback.

Johnny types your number in and texts you the selfies, making your phone buzz in your pocket. You fish out your phone and look at two selfies he sent, your smile contagious as you look down at your phone.

“Thank you so much man-“ You say with enthusiasm, “Id never thought this’d ever happen.”

Johnny pats your shoulder a bit; “It’s my pleasure.” He studies your expression a bit before speaking up again; “Say, keep the number.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Keep it. We’re pals now, no?”

You chuckle, “That quickly?”

“Hell yeah, you’re so chill. A dedicated cool person.”

“Alright. I’ll keep it.” You smile at him, your eyes so big and warm.

“Okie dokie, sport. I’m gonna get going it’s been a long ass day, but hey don’t be shy and text me up sometimes. I’m just a regular guy. Well not too regular, i’m above average but you get what I mean..” Johnny chuckles before patting your back one more time before leaving with his body guards out the semi empty convention through the back doors.

You stayed there for a moment in shock, trying to ground yourself. You then opened your signed poster up and saw his message; “To (name)! My greatest fan ever! Stay rockin it, I appreciate your support. P.S you look great without the mask :)”

“Oh my fucking god!“

[kuratm]

so much has happened in course of several hours, or it could be minutes...sayu has honestly lost track of time. the attack on herta's space station was an unexpected one and while she would've preferred to stick close with march and dan heng, in order to assist them with her powers the path of nihility offered her, himeko seemed to have a different idea for her. that was why sayu worked solo, having been tasked on securing the remaining staff who were trapped in ruined parts of the ship and clearing off whatever enemies stayed behind. one thing lead to another, but she was successful in her mission - and with minor complications, at that. she was relieved, of course...but at the same time, completely exhausted.

regrettably, sayu wasn't present during the largest threat the antimatter legion has sent, but she tried not to let such regret beat her to a pulp - there was still much left to do, after all...and she needed to keep working hard, in order to bring voice to those who couldn't sing out. while her mind reeled, the gothic trailblazer mulled and mindlessly opened the door to her room, wanting to leave her trusty, weaponized guitar, until...

❛ ....eh? ❜ small lilt escaped sayu, startled confusion clear on her complexion, as amethyst eyes met with yellows of a strange, taller woman who looked akin to a deer caught in headlight. how many seconds of pure, awkward silence passed? who could tell...either way, she is quick to snap out of it by immediately stepping back, small sweat falling down her cheek. ❛ wh-wha...what are you doing here? how did you- ❜ then and there, sayu recalled himeko and mr.yang informing her of a new crewmate, who woke up during the attack and had nowhere to stay nor belong. that, alone, managed to visibly relax her as she walks back in her room, head tilted. ❛ o-oh, um...are you...the new crewmate himeko told me about? ❜ the smaller woman inquired, looking her up and down. ❛ er...i'm sorry i couldn't be there, to assist you during the fight with the doomsday beast... ❜

@kuratm {HSR}~

The call of curiosity was an unrelenting force, one that Stelle could never bring herself to ignore. Well, the term 'never' being used lightly--she couldn't remember anything before a few hours ago. But ever since she woke up in the Herta Space Station, there has been this voice telling her to explore every nook and cranny. Just in case there was something to be explored.

That's how she found herself standing in the center of someone's bedroom, caught red-handed as the person in question opened the cabin's door. Even though she had no memory of her past, she knew she shouldn't be snooping in other people's rooms...especially not if it meant her getting caught. And here Stelle thought she had already met all of the Astral Express crew members...but here was a face she hadn't seen yet.

So, she gave the girl a tiny wave. Oops.

[dykexenomorph]

Bela Re8, Karlach Bg3, and\or Isobel Bg3 for the ask game!

not upset just wanna complete the set 👍

this got kinda long so im putting it under a readmore LMAO (character asks!!)

BELA DIMITRESCU:

HOW I FEEL ABOUT HER: HOW can i put this. she is everything to me. i think about her daily.shes my right hand arm. MAN. shes my everything. all of this but she doesn't even make the top ten in my list of favorite resi charas LMAO

WHO DO I SHIP WITH HER: well nobody. sorry for being lame it will happen again LMAO

NON ROMANTIC OTPS FOR HER: IM SORRY IM SO LAME I JUST LIKE HER FAMILY DYNAMIC. BELA HAS NO FRIENDS SHES A LOSER WHAT DO U WANT FROM ME MAN

UNPOP OPINION ABOUT HER: i dunno how to put it but i think the way i generally see/interpret her (and the other two sisters) are so blatantly different from what fanon is (or at least what it was BEFORE i gave up on the re8 tag) tht its my most unpop opinion? if tht makes sense idk its late and im tired

SMTH I WISH HAPPENED IN CANON: I SO BADLY WANT MORE CONTEXT FOR THE WAY THE DIMITRESCU'S OPERATED AND TREATED ONE ANOTHER. like YEAH they were killing maids and being generally dykeish and cruel in that castle but how were they sustaining this. what like. day to day things did they do. were the sisters close or did they just see each other as competition or what!!! im so curious about them it hurts AUGH

KARLACH CLIFFGATE:

HOW I FEEL ABOUT HER: AUGAUGATGALHGALJSFSDLAJ !!! hope this helps :D

WHO DO I SHIP WITH HER: my DURGE!!!!!!!!!!! (real answer though is probably minthara or shadowheart. i love the idea of minthara ALSO going back to avernus w karlach and wyll to help her fix her engine :3)

NON ROMANTIC OTPS FOR HER: WYLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they have THE dynamic of all time <3

UNPOP OPINION ABOUT HER: the way people baby her is SO stupid and ridiculous. this is a woman who fought in a demon army for TEN YEARS. she saw what happened when elturel fell and did nothing because she was worried about what it'd mean for herself. YES she is a kind, giving, and heroic person NOW, but she hasn't always been (even if her reasoning is understandable). if i see one more person act like she can't understand or cope with some of the more morally questionable things the party encounters along the campaign im going to lose my mind

SMTH I WISH HAPPENED IN CANON: dunno if this counts but i wish we could do more in terms of touching her (for lack of better way to phrase it) in act 1. like let me be silly and use mage hand to high five (or whatever else) her. let me and wyll dump cold beer in her mouth like some sort of shitty frat party. idk its very silly but i want more goofy interactions w her where tav + the party try to find stupid ways around the engine issue!!!!!

ISOBEL THORM:

HOW I FEEL ABOUT HER: NOBODY LOVES HER MORE THAN I DO AND I MEAN THAT SO GENUINELY. ISOBEL THORM THEY COULD NEVER MAKE ME HATE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHO DO I SHIP WITH HER: im not answering this. come on now. lets get a grip. (aside from the obvious answer i also like her + dame alyin + shart. tht trio is everything to me <3)

NON ROMANTIC OTPS FOR HER: does jaheira count? they were stuck for SUCH a long time protecting last light together in the shadow curse, they had to have ended up being good friends i think?? i think about it ALL the time

UNPOP OPINION ABOUT HER: its hard to have an unpop opinion when nobody thinks about her character as anything other than an accessory for dame alyin. i will give u an unpop opinion when u can give me literally ANY non-alyin related opinion this fandom has about her LMAO

SMTH I WISH HAPPENED IN CANON: GIVE ME MORE SOLO ISOBEL INTERACTIONS PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. I WANT COMPANION ISOBEL. I WANT AN ISOBEL-CENTRIC QUEST (NO ACT 2 DOESNT COUNT LEAVE ME BE). WHY DO I ALWAYS LOVE CHARACTERS W THE LEAST AMOUNT OF CONTENT

[blue-sadie]

Na'vi At Heart

Tsu'tey x Dreamwalker Reader

Summary: based off this post

(Sorry it is not exactly like the post instead of it in your guys hut its by the soul tree)

Warning: mating, over-stimulation, forest sex

Yn/3rd person pov

The celebration continued for hours, the singing and dancing never ceasing and for the first time ever you saw tsu'tey enjoying himself.

He hand his hands on your waist smiling as he whispered into your ear how lucky he was with you, since you became full na'vi and buried your human body he's always has his hands on you.

But there is still one thing you haven't done yet which is sex but it was getting to the point you'd just jump on him now and ride him not caring if people saw.

But you didn't want to make the first move "come with me" he murmured grasping your hand tightly but not enough to hurt you and he started to lead you away from the party.

"Where are we going" I laughed as he pulled me onto his ikran who screeched happily as he saw me "just trust me" tsu'tey smiled as we took off, tsu'teys arms were wrapped around me tightly as we flew through the sky.

The night was lit up by certain plants down below and the sky was lit up by the moons and stars it was an amazing sight.

we flew in silence and I glanced over my shoulder every few moments but blushed as I always found him looking at me.

He took us to the tree of souls, landing a bit away "why are we here" I asked but he silenced me as he help me off his ikran "just trust me my love" he murmured softly.

He led me to the tree which illuminated the air around it "I know we have yet to mate" he murmured grabbing both my hands gently and bringing them to his chest.

"but I wanted to do it the right way" he said his eyes flickering back and forth between our intertwined hands and my eyes.

I tilted my head in confusion yes I learnt about a lot of the Na'vi culture but the mating ritual has been like a blank zone "what do you mean" I asked he chuckled softly and pecked my lips.

"We mate before eywa" he murmured and moved his lips to my neck I closed my eyes tightly and let out soft moans as he sucked on my neck as he slowly guided me to the tree.

We stood under the leaves of the soul tree and he pulled back from my neck "do you trust me" he asked his eyes never leaving mine my eyes fluttered.

"y-yes" I whispered and watched as his hand reached around and gently clasped my queue making me let out a surprised gasp "shh it's ok" he murmured as his free hand grabbed his.

"When we link our queues we become bonded" he explained as he handed me my queue "it is the way of showing our love for one another" he rambled shyly I smiled up to him.

"Then let's do this" I giggled and we brought our queues together I let out a soft moan as it connected making him smirk proudly I looked into his eyes and it was like something changed they went filled with care anymore but with lust and hunger.

"Tsu-" I was cut off by his lips pressing against mine in a rough but passionate kiss "fuck" I cursed against his lips as his hands dragged long my body.

"Lay down" he growled as he forced me to the ground our queues never unlinking "tsu'tey" I murmured watching as he removed my clothing his eyes never leaving my body.

"Such beauty" he growled leaning down so his face was infront of my core he's eyes stared at me as he started eating me out his tongue licking circles around my clit making me squirm and moan.

"Delicious taste" he muttered shoving his face more into me "tsu'tey" I moaned out arching my back he never was like this he was always gentle and kind.

He pulled back his tongue licking around his mouth to clean off my juices "so perfect but impure" he growled and I was about to ask what he ment but froze as he took off his loincloth in one swift movement.

My mouth opened and shut his was rock hard and twitching "I have to fuck you to get the demon blood out so don't think we're sleeping tonight my love" he groaned as he rubbed his shaft before positioning himself infront of my core.

He stared down at me with hunger before plunging in, I whimpered out at the stretch he was big "tsu'tey" i whined my hands holding onto his shoulders as he started to thrust rapidly.

But he was like on another world not responding just concentrating on fucking me hard, he grabbed one of my legs and threw it over his shoulder angling his movements downwards which made me see stars.

"Fuck don't stop" he was hitting all the right places and soon a knot began to form "tsu'tey" I moaned as my moans were starting to get higher.

My body shook from pleasure as I cum my moans trembled as I cam around him "my love" tsu'tey growled as he slowly came to a stop and forced me into dogy-style before continuing "fuck" I cried.

He started smacking my ass as he whispered praises into my ear his voice low and dangerous my hands gripped and tugged at the ground below me as he rutted hastily into me.

His groans and moans started filling the air and his cock began to twitch "my love I'm about to cum" he growled out grabbing my hips roughly pulling me back into him as he cam "fuck" I yelled my eyes rolling as he filled me up.

I wanted to fall limp but he just laughed putting me into another position "like I said my love we're not sleeping tonight".

[gbrogut]

It’s late at night, and I just got out of the movies. I walk about a mile, spot a hotdog stand, and queue up. The hotdog guy asks me, “How many?” I ask for one. “Yes, just one.” He delivers my food, and I sit in a spot that seems reserved just for me. I sit alone.

All around me, people talk, sip from their soda bottles, and bite into their hot dogs. They laugh, they chew, they swallow. I’m still alone, but I’m not lonely. It’s a cold night, and the sky is clear. The moon and the stars have no idea I exist. I’m not lonely.

Then, without warning, tears rush to my eyes. I realize how lucky I am to be alive right here and now, at a time when I am free to be me. It isn’t easy being me, but then again, it mustn’t be easy for anybody. We struggle between feeling too old or too young.

Some things feel so easy they bore us, others are just too damn hard. And yet, we are alive to live through this frustration, to do our complaining, and to shake our fist at the sky while we scream, “It’s not fair!” Of course it isn’t.

Now the tears are gone, and so is my hotdog. I must go home now and write down these silly thoughts so I can show them to somebody, anybody, who might care enough to read them so they can have a laugh, no matter where in the world they are.

You see…they forget we share the same moon and the same stars. They forget I am just like them. They forget that, even though they are alone, they aren’t lonely either, for I exist, and so do my words.

I hope they haven’t forgotten we are lucky to be alive. We are lucky to be here. We are lucky to be free to laugh together. I hope they haven’t forgotten.

[itsmepage]

A Sweet Thought

Ekko x Autistic! Reader || My first fic I’ve read for Ekko was headcannon with him and autistic reader and it hasn’t left my mind since. This isn’t really proofread so enjoy

Summary: Wanting you to stay out with the group longer, Ekko makes you your own pair of headphones

Fluff

Warnings: Talk of meltdowns/dangerous missions, kissing, autism characteristics, mention of a panic attack, & sound sensitivity

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Lights shined within the firelight base, with kids running around playing while others sat with each other and laughed as you sat with your boyfriend: Ekko, eating your comfort food. Despite the neurological developmental disability that’s been holding you back since the day of your birth: Ekko absolutely adored you and always made sure you were okay. You were on the streets, basically rotting when the two of you first met he nursed you back to health as the best as he could and that was enough. You loved him so much and tried your best to show it despite the thought of you not being good at it. But he thought you were wonderful and that’s all that matters.

“How was your day?” He asked, sitting down the empty bowl right next to him. The two of you were on the balcony of the tree since it was the furthest away from the loud crowd down there. “Good actually!” You said happily swallowing a bite from your food before you continued. “I was actually able to get done all the things I wanted to get done today, no hazards; no nothing.” You finished, relieved and satisfied that you were able to have a day like that. Unfortunately, in your circumstances, it’s known close to impossible to have that. So it put you in a really good mood. “Good thing than huh?” He teased placing a kiss on your cheek to make sure you knew he was just messing with you. Besides he loved to kiss you: blush always ran up your cheek and you couldn’t but stem happily; rather that’s slightly giggling or holding your cheeks shyly, he thought it was the cutest thing ever. It’s the same reason why he lets you rant to him, whether or not he knows what you’re talking about. “I’m glad to hear that.” Ekko then said more seriously and tenderly. “I’ll be right back I got a gift for ya.” He said while taking the two empty bowls with him since he would be down there.

You smiled at him, how did you get so lucky? You looked down at the big crowd as they cheered and talked amongst themselves and you couldn't help but smile wider, loving the positivity, the hope spreading. That sweet warmth in your heart when the children laugh and play; finally having the time to just be children. For the past three days, a group of firelights had to go off on a very dangerous mission: your boyfriend was one of them. Of course, you spent all your hours worrying about him barely being able to daily tasks done because of it. Your eyes were very snore when he came back. Now you’re just relieved that he and your friends are safe and happy; as you star down to the crowd, you overheard something with the word: fireworks.

instantly you felt your heart drop, scanning through to see a tool of some kind or anything that tells you, “Yeah there’s fireworks. Let’s leave immediately.“ In defense: they fireworks that the firelights were very small due to the size of the base and they were hardly ever used. However, that rarely changed the sound of it, probably because it is so close. Once you found your queue, you were about to get up and leave before your Boyfriend stopped you. “Woah, hey! Where is you going?“ Ekko asked, holding a gift box that he wrapped himself. “You didn’t tell me that they’ll use fireworks..“ you gently told him, expressing your discomfort “Yeah, I know..“ he said admitting the guilt, you huffed. “I was going to tell you!“ he defended “But I wanted to give you this.“ He handed you the gift that he wrapped poorly; seeing his bright smile made you tear into the box. Inside you found a pair of headphones, that looked your size and fit your color scheme. Of course, you very much appreciated the gift but what came was: “Ekko.. I already have a pair..“ -“I know, but you did mention they rarely work so..“ he took out the pair that sat in the box and placed it over your ears when he got your permission. “I made you some that should work..“ you heard him say despite the fact you already couldn’t hear him. Ekko placed his hand on the right side of the headphones as if he were adjusting it. “Can you hear me!?“ he slightly shouted. “what??“ you said, confirming the fact you didn’t hear him. You didn’t get it until you saw his smile, the smile you would always see whenever his inventions work on the first try.

You were about to take them off, so you could thank him properly until he covered your ears stopping you from taking action, you didn’t hear anything so you didn’t realize what happened until you turned to see a firework had just gone off. You turned back to him to laugh at his behavior, he was so protective of you over the smallest things. It brought you a strong smile. Once he let go of you, you took his hands and kissed his cheek before hugging him tightly as a thank you for the gift, tears forming in her eyes, making notice how much you appreciated him. “Thank you..“ you whispered. Thanks to him, you were able to watch the fireworks with him for the first time instead of hiding in your room, you held his warm hand and leaned on his shoulder as you watched, the green reflecting on both of you. You were almost in tears, bearly being able to possess the kinda of affection in front of you, grateful tears in your eyes because of it. You held his hand and celebrated the one in a few happy days in the lanes.

[jam-showtoonz]

Revived Solar! (My au)

This post also contains lore.

Revived Solar is having a great time!

He just woke up in some weird plain of existence , he’s missing one of his arms and about 20 minutes after waking up he’s attacked by some demented hell beast. Thankfully he is saved by someone who looks like a Sun and Moon combined that isn’t an Eclipse. They act kinda like Lunar just different.

They give him a quick run down on the creature- Voidger it’s called apparently- basically:

This one can’t see. Voidgers can’t smell in general so they don’t need to worry about that.

This one can only hear. Which means they have to get out of there as quietly as possible. Which they lucky manage.

On their way to the ‘ central tower ’ the animatronic introduces themselves as Solstice and explains a bit more about where they are.

The void- it one of the places you can end up if you go through a dis functional portal or your dimension collapses, guess he knows how he got here, the thing that attacked him was a Voidger, a small amount are native to the void- majority though are people, animatronics and/or animals who got lost and were never found- the one that attacked them was a turn one, the way you can tell is apparently the native ones have eyes… many eyes… he hopes he never meets one.

There are apparently ‘ islands ’ around the void with buildings that have a random assortment of objects, no food though as there is no need to eat. The buildings are the only safe spots within the void- unless you can get out or you come across Galaxy.

Eventually they make it to one of these buildings, a tall skyscraper type building. Upon entering they make their way to the 4th floor where they enter a lab kind of place and are greeted by two beings- one is a robot similar to something the creator had- the other, very tall one, looks to be made of stars.

The smaller one, despite the scare they clearly got from the sudden entry, doesn’t question what’s going on, they don’t even seem surprised by him being here, and simply asks if he’d like repaired. He hesitantly accepts the offer as the tall one- Galaxy going by Solstices greeting to them- observes him with their singular eye.

C- he learns the small one goes by -somehow fixes him completely within 30 minutes. They were awfully considerate about asking him what he wanted, colour, shape, any features- despite the fact that they were clearly limited on what they could do.

Galaxy and Solstice had left at some point or another. C offered to answer any questions he had to the best of his ability.

What he learned?

There is a total of 8 beings that live in the void that aren’t Voidgers, that was counting C, Galaxy and Solstice. Though he wasn’t given names.

You turn into a Voidger when you’re alone and lost, as it gives the void access to your mind and you slowly go insane until all rational thought is gone. Despite this if you look or sound similar to someone they knew they will pause before continuing to attack you. Yes, apparently some turned Voidgers have eyes, only two though.

Portal doors aren’t actually hard to find so long as you don’t let the void get to you, the only risk is what’s on the other side. They are also far apart from each other so they take a while to get to. The closest one to them goes to a human dimension.

They can’t stay in a dimension forever because they could weaken it and cause it to collapse. This is because they are completely connected to the void. He should be fine apparently though, as it takes a year for a person to become fully connected to the void and time is very slow in here.

The Voidgers are terrified of Galaxy, apparently their ora has something to do with it.

They are more than willing to help him get home as the void is not a place for everyone.

C hates to talk about themself and is more focused on making sure the others here don’t get themselves killed.

Queue someone with 2 hoops around their head and waist with stars on them, as well as a skirt coming in and yelling about how someone called Blue and- Lunar?- just blew up a toaster on one of the paths to scare a Voidger. C let out a long annoyed sigh before telling him to stay in the lab and say they need to go deal with their kid and the youngest in this found family.

He couldn’t help but wonder if he’s lucky or not.

[Yes I’m posting Ruin separately as lore- Solar is gonna have a great time.]

[iwanthermidnightz]

✨eras tour nola request✨

any tips on getting eras tickets last minute? it has been an impossible and difficult feat trying to find tickets for face value, or even reasonable. I really came to accept that it wasn’t in the cards for me (a sincerely loyal fan) to go to eras — so many things haven’t lined up but since we’re running out of time… myself, my sister, niece and friend are planning to try our luck for next week if tickets drop on ticketmaster etc (or any other way). we will be in town with family regardless!

it would just make our year if the stars aligned and we could somehow go! any help is greatly appreciated!

i hope the concert ticket buying process aka ticketmaster gets an overhaul in the future. i am a verified fan, a lifelong taylor fan in fact and i guess it just bums me out when i think of how hard it’s been at simply having a fair chance of buying tickets! like, I’m willing to spend the money on tickets/travel. just not enough to bankrupt me. i remember taking off work just to be prepared to enter the verified fan presale queue only to never be one of the lucky few to receive a code.

anyways, on a brighter note, experiencing literally every show with this community through the livestreams has really been so fun and endearing and I will never forget how the eras tour has brought so many people, old fans and new, together and i’m happy for those who have had a chance to go! 🤍