#queueing some of it for the next few days or so

[witherby]

I think a really cool day idea for Conner and mouse would be like the circus scene from Teen Titans were Robin let Starfire try some cotton candy and it’s really cute 



I remember that scene!!! Robin's absolutely lovesick expression was so romantic to me, even back then.

I didn't replicate that one-for-one, but they're certainly at a carnival! I hope you like it!

The Littlest Wayne: Carnival

(features: established relationship, Conner Kent x gn!Reader, fluff, discussions of structures that aren't OSHA compliant, kissing)

Masterlist is Here!

"That doesn't look safe."

"None of these rides really are," you admit, queueing into the line to ride the Wave Swinger with your boyfriend. "Pop-up carnivals are designed in such a way that they can be thrown up and taken down within a day or two. You can't really afford to bolt anything down because it isn't going to be there in a week."

Conner looks at you with incredulity. He looks like he's trying not to pout, which is adorable. You barely refrain from kissing him.

"Then why are we lining up to get on one?"

"S'part of the vibe," you explain, lifting your hands for emphasis. One of them is interlaced with your boyfriend's, so his arm gets swung around, too. "You don't really go to these things to walk around and then leave again. You gotta ride a ride while wondering in the back of your mind if this is how it ends. You gotta spend way too much money playing a rigged game to win a prize that wasn't worth even a third of what you spent to earn it. You gotta eat a bunch of deep-fried foods that shouldn't be deep-fried and feel incredibly nauseated for the next two days about it. That's the real Carnival Experience™."

"This doesn't sound fun, M," Conner says. "I can take you on a flight and pretend to drop you a couple times. I can ask you for an absurd amount of money and not pay it back for like a week. I can cook you dinner and narrowly avoid giving you food poisoning. We don't have to be here."

"Trust me, it wouldn't be the same," you insist, moving up in the line. This swing ride is one of your favorites, next to The Whip, but you haven't seen one of those in a few years. "It's also the atmosphere. You're surrounded by fun, neon colors and happy strangers and screaming children — it's all part of the experience."

"Yeah..." Conner grimaces, gaze a little distant. "I could do without the screaming children."

"Oh, right," you frown, digging out a specialized pair of earbuds from your pocket and offering them to him. They help muffle out extra sensitive sounds for him, like breathing and footsteps and other people's heartbeats, so he can better control what noise he chooses to perceive. "Here."

Conner takes them, briefly letting go of your hand to put them in, then un-tenses his shoulders and offers you a thin smile.

"That's better," he admits, "but I still think getting on rides knowing they aren't bolted down properly is stupid."

"Welcome to the carnival," you grin. You both shuffle forward in the line, close enough now that you'll be able to get on next round. "You're gonna love this."

"I can fly, M. I don't think I'm gonna care."

Then it turns out he cares. He cares a lot. He actually cares so much. When you and Conner get strapped into your seats, he's white knuckling the chains keeping his chair suspended off the ground.

"You're joking. There's one little bike chain keeping me in this chair and there's a single hook on top holding me up. You're actually joking."

You start spinning and twisting around in your own chair, gleeful. "Isn't it great?"

"No??"

"Alrighty riders. Please refrain from bouncing, spinning, twisting, or yanking on the chains. When the ride is in motion do not grab onto other riders' chairs. Keep the strap secure across your waist while the ride is in motion, and do not attempt to remove it until it comes to a complete stop again. Enjoy."

Conner flinches when the chairs lift into the air. He watches the ground get pulled out from under him, shitty carnival music starting to come out of the speakers while the lights on the ride start flashing. If he weren't invulnerable, he'd be losing his mind right now. How are you able to enjoy such risky activities!? Are you insane!? Actually — you're the one civilian child to a family of crime fighting vigilantes. Of course you're insane.

He looks up to make another comment, but the words quickly die in his throat. Because you look stunning.

You look great all the time, of course. Conner loves to look at you, and you know that. But as the ride starts to spin and your chair starts swaying with the wind, you throw your head back and laugh. You spread your arms out to your sides and kick your feet, eyes closed and hair fanned out.

You're practically ethereal when you're having fun. Conner watches the colorful lights dance over your skin and feels himself falling even more in love with you than he already is. He never wants the ride to end, if it means he gets to see you like this forever.

Using the trick Clark taught him, he speeds himself up to slow the world down, giving himself more time to admire you. To you, it's just a couple minutes in the air, but to him it's hours of unbridled admiration. When you're finally lowered to the ground again, he's unlatched himself from his seat and come around to kiss you.

"Let's go find another ride," he mumbles against your lips. You smirk, victorious, and grab his hand. He's utterly helpless to do anything but trail after you.

"Knew you'd come around. It's the Carnival Experience, babe; it pulls everyone in! Never should've doubted me."

"Yeah..." He says, smiling like a lovesick idiot. It's definitely the rides and games and people making him feel this good, and not the echo of your happy heartbeat or the image of your carefree smile under the neon lights burned into his memory. "Shouldn't have doubted you."

[sylusonychinus]

Episode 4.5: A Marriage of Convenience

The next morning, you woke up in Caleb’s apartment, the reality of your new marriage settling in. The contract had been signed, the wedding had been a quick legal affair, and now, here you were—living with Caleb Xia, your husband.

It still felt surreal.

You stepped into the kitchen, finding Caleb already making coffee, dressed in casual sweats and a plain shirt. He looked entirely at ease, as if nothing about this situation was strange.

“Morning, wife,” he teased, handing you a cup.

You rolled your eyes, taking a sip. “Don’t push it, husband.”

He smirked, leaning against the counter. “We should set some ground rules.”

You nodded. “For starters, we don’t have to act like a real couple when it’s just us.”

“Agreed,” Caleb said. “But in front of our families, we play the part. That means the occasional public date, anniversary posts, and yes, maybe a few affectionate gestures.”

You swallowed. “Define ‘affectionate gestures.’”

“Relax, I’m not asking you to make out with me in front of your mom,” he said, amused. “Hand-holding, sitting close together, maybe the occasional kiss on the forehead if necessary.”

Your face burned at the thought. “Fine,” you muttered.

Caleb grinned but didn’t push further. “And one more thing,” he added. “No falling for each other.”

You laughed. “No problem there.”

But as the days passed, living with Caleb started to feel… natural. The way he instinctively made you coffee in the morning, how he draped a blanket over you when you fell asleep on the couch, the way he ruffled your hair with that infuriating yet endearing smirk—

No. You wouldn’t fall for Caleb Xia.

This was just a contract. Two years, and you’d go back to being single.

So why did it already feel like something more?

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a/n: THIS CHAPTER WAS NOT RELEASED IN MY QUEUE IT RELEASED THE OTHER ONE BUT NOT THIS ONE

[pavlovianpanic]

THIS BLOG IS OFFICIALLY MY RESOURCE AND HUB BLOG for my new blog. if you'd like my NEW BLOG, please like this post. this will circulate a few times over the next few days. my queue here still has some content in it, so that will run out, and then it won't post anything.

oh yeah, for personals: idc if you reblog whatever you want from me, just not the threads i had with other users. aesthetics, art, headcanons / metas, whatever. go nuts. the pinned post still has a dossier for all my links on it.

[ossuarycat]

Slowly editing and reuploading some older stuff that I still have the files for to make up for my past mistakes (using Firealpaca and being blinded by the bright white UI and thinking that I needed all of my art to be highly saturated for some reason) (not really knowing how to use layer settings effectively because I only found out about them at age twenty fucking five) (really bad color balance all around because I forgot to check my work on a different monitor) (hubris)

[14dayswithyou]

tell ren to turn his location on👉👈

I saw one of the posts of how ren does get jealous of pets being loved over him and alll that so now I have the thought of the one meme of ‘ah yes, me, my partner and their [enter normal pet size] foot [pet]’

I don’t have anything else, it did pop into my head though and I thought I’d share with the class.

⌞♥⌝ ItsNotVivy on Twitter actually made that exact meme with Ren a looong time ago!!

[i-count-words-in-posts]

hi 👋 I’m looking for an assistant to the Count. send me a doming migeon (dm. get it. g. get i) if interested godspeed

[kirisclangen]

Zelda

She/her, 65 moons, cis molly

[pardonmydelays]

*checking my queue to see what we have planned for tonight* OOOH FUN-

[taradactyls]

Trying to Tread Water: Chapter Thirty

The Elizabeth/Darcy Marriage of Convenience fic no one asked for

Chapter Thirty: Elizabeth's first ball in town - and the first official dance she is attending as Mrs Darcy - has arrived. As have the Darcy family's collection of jewellery, which Mr Darcy sent for. Of course, despite that their marriage was made to secure her safety, his love for Elizabeth means he wants none but her to wear them. They stay close to each other during the ball, and he cannot keep his eyes off her. Especially when they dance.

Read on Ao3 here

First reviews of Chapter Thirty: "Honestly when I get the email this story has updated I get very excited and it’s a proper treat! I made a coffee and sat down to read it as soon as possible." "Loved this update! Oh man the vibes during that dance were just perfect." "I'm literally so unreasonably happy that they had a nice night out😭😭 grinning in public like a lunatic rn..." "I really loved the ball in its entirety, honestly. The descriptions of the room and atmosphere, and especially the last dance, all speaks to your writing prowess. 12/10, would recommend." "This story is my absolute favorite notification and I seriously enjoy reading it so much! The characters, the world building, just so incredibly well done!"

Story updates on Ao3 fortnightly, with Chapter Thirty-One coming out on the 17th May.

Story tags: Elizabeth/Darcy, Marriage of Convenience, Unrequited Love, Not Really Unrequited Love, Slow Burn, Pining, Pining Despite Being Married, Mr Darcy thinks his worst enemy is Wickham but maybe it's himself.

[face-breaker]

sorry for disappearing on anyone i was talking to yesterday — discord had me in baby jail !!

[downsteepy]

ive had really bad headaches everyday for the past few days so im sorry if art is slower than normal 😭

[good-beans]

I do believe it's bedtime 😌

[rinhaler]

MY CABINET IS FINALLY HERE

[carlsdraws]

woag was anyone gonna tell me irish mythology fucked

[araedi]

// prepare for a spam soon >:) not freed from college for the year yet but only one more essay is technically due before January so I'm excited to get to some fun writing at last!!!

[lee-blogs]

It's a slow day today. Super rainy, chilly (Or at least, chillier than usual) and it feels like i'm just waiting. Waiting for what? I'm not really sure.

So, i've been throwing myself into my art, finally working on and finishing up old requests that i haven't had a chance to touch since last year/January of this year.

So that's good, i guess.

I hope you all are doing well, stay safe, and i love you 💙