#signing books is such a fun and surreal idea

[moonshine-nightlight]

Would you ever release signed copies of Don't Shoot the Messenger?

the short answer is: yes, i'd love to do signed copies of 'Don't Shoot the Messenger'!

the long answer is: logistics are hard lol. in order for me to hav copies to sign, i'd hav to order author copies from amazon (paying for them in advance personally), sign them, and then mail them to ppl myself. this is definitely doable, but the mechanism for selling since it wouldn't b through amazon itself and actually collecting payment/mailing info would hav to be worked out.

a vague plan that i hav in mind now would be either to just do a limited run where people can essentially pre-order paperbacks via not amazon for lik a month that they were available and then i'd know how much to get and sign etc. i dont hav a patreon so i think i would try to do it through kofi where if u pay a set amount and say its for a signed copy i would then be able to send a signed book to u, after i messaged back for your address to mail it. this would obviously only work small scale but would likely more than suffice for now.

or if i decide to add a hardcover version, i could offer signed hardcovers as a promotion for a similar limited time and via a similar process as above. i'll probably do a poll at some point to see if anyone would even want a hardcover. same for dale

when will i hav the time to look deeper into all this and put it in action? no idea. life's been extremely busy, but its definitely been on my radar and i will try to make it happen in the next coming years.

i suppose if i ever did some sort of in-person book/author event after Dale is out, i might be able to offer signed books in person, but that'd likely b hard to reach for most ppl lol

until then, only one person has a signed copy - one of my beta readers who i thanked in my acknowledgements for being so wonderfully supportive!

[novemberthewriter]

WRITEBLR INTRO xx

hey, all! i’m n.k. :-)

i'm not new to tumblr (have had a few diff accounts since 2011/2012), but i'm new to interacting with writeblr proper. 

ABOUT ME

late 20s

black & queer & disabled 

lifelong writer/musician/creative (in both professional and hobbyist capacities)

finally finishing my degree in creative writing & english! 

ARTISTIC/THEMATIC INTERESTS 

literary fiction, horror, camp, kitsch, diversity, introspection, family/friend bonds (especially nontraditional ones), romance, art rock, nostalgia, technology, diy ethos 

GOALS

connect with the tumblr writing community at large! for a while i was unable to get excited about my non-work, non-fanfic related writing projects. over the past year or so, my passion’s been renewed, and i just wanna chatter with like-minded folks about my longform WIPs, my short stories, etc – and geek over other people’s work here too <3

WIPS 

Dagmar

there’s always something going down in dagmar, an insular coastal community straddling the delaware bay. pragmatic tech geek zeke omezie-fumudoh, 18, prefers to keep her head in her books and projects – deaths and disappearances were common in her parents’ home country, too, after all. when her best friend dodie dies, however, zeke has no choice but to start trying to connect the dots & face the potential supernatural forces at play. 

[this is finna be dark fantasy/horror, romance, mystery, and queer as hell! i got a lot of worldbuilding to do, but a few months ago the twist popped into my head 1st and i’ve been working backwards. i'm sooo excited abt figuring out the narrative path(s) i gotta take]

Dave & The Family Davenport

20-year-old twin musicians dorian & daria davenport are a little s club 7, a little sly stone, & a whole lotta spitfire. as the very first act signed to holliday records, 30-something producer & label founder dave levine considers it his duty to take the family davenport under his wing. they become his pet project – and eventually something more to him. 

[i’m taking this one in a literary/drama direction! thinking found family and music industry commentary vibes. idea came from revisiting big time rush and thinking ‘what would happen if you mix btr + the carpenters + prince + mtv’s making the band??’ (for the record, dave is 100% NOT meant to be a p. d*ddy analogue re: making the band, i'm mainly thinking of the aesthetics of the young artists of color featured on the show)]

Several fun essays about my personal fandom/shipping history (one is about all the diff sites i've used over 17+ years of reading/writing fanfic, another is an old-school livejournal-style ship manifesto that i plan to make into a video! etc etc)

SHORT FICTION 

blank [literary/drama, 300 wds]

fortune teller [literary/drama, 300 wds]

hothouse [horror, 500 wds]

a certain standard of care [horror-comedy/surreal/gross-out, 1k wds]

good bones (or, an exercise in letting go) [literary/dramedy, 1.3k wds]

[writing tag: scorpio the scribe]

hmu if you think we'd get along <3 i need more ppl to follow!

[ETA: i prefer to follow/be mutuals w/ ppl 18+ only, ty!]

[hummingbee-lievable]

Song of the Day #21:

'I, Carrion' by Hozier (released 2023).

I feel lighter than I have in so much time

I've crossed the border line of weightless

One deep breath out from the sky

I've reached a rarer height now that I can confirm

All our weight is just a burden offered to us by the world

Track #5 on 'Unreal Unearth'. (Definitely just thought the album was 'Unreal Earth' this entire time; can't decide which one I like better: I love the sort of surreal disassociation with Hozier's title and I like the alien sentiment that comes with my misinterpretation. What do you prefer?)

Fun fact: The entire album was largely inspired by 'Dante's Inferno'! Which is really freaking cool. This was largely created during Quarantine, and Hozier wanted to do a subtle nod to the pandemic without really making the music about that at all. The album itself is actually a progression of the nine circles of Hell, and you can follow that from the 'darkness of opening track "De Selby (Part 1)" to the breakthrough of closer "First Light"'*. The album has many mythological references beyond this, however. This song in particular was inspired by the legend of 'Icarus and Daedalus' (which I accidentally misspelled as 'Deadalus' at first which feels way funnier than it should be).

They are father and son, trapped in the labyrinth that Daedalus himself built (to hold the minotaur: half man, half bull). In order to escape, they build wings out of bird feathers and wax. He warns Icarus not to fly too close to the sun as his wings will melt, but once the boy starts flying, he finds himself drawn to the sun with such euphoria that he cannot stop himself from flying towards it, heedless of his father's calls. The sun melts his wings and he falls into the ocean. (Note: uhhh, don't try this at home kids.)

The song, according to Hozier, is inspired by that story and intermingled with a love story. He mentions the idea that sometimes there is joy so strong that it is worth the fall, and that plays out clearly in this song.

(Daeadalus was not exactly theeeee greatest fellow ever, fun fact. He tried to murder his sister's kid because the boy showed signs of great ingenuity (like inventing the potter's wheel! I owe him one) so he decided to do the obvious thing annddd... push him off of a high tower; Athena intervened (she is kind of a hoe for intellect- I never uttered these words) and turned the boy into a partridge in midair. To this day, partridges do not nest in high places and tend to stay on the ground unless necessary. They're also adorable, but that's unrelated.)

They're just so...flomphy!!

Personal blurb: Okay so, I'll be honest. I was in, shall we say, an altered state of mind when I first heard this song. And when the lines 'I do not have wings love, I never will' came on, I felt transported. At some point, I will write a short story about those lines, because good golly. I don't like a lot of Hozier's music, but he has grown on me, for the way he intertwines literature with lyrics. I may or may not have written an eight paged paper analysing 'Take Me To Church' for English class, so he passes muster at least a little. 😋

I love this song. I love the concept that sometimes it's worthwhile to burn your hand on the flame. And there's this- there's this space of limbo after an impulsive decision, where I'm floating in the middle of the choice and all I have to do is just be and breathe and let the wind take me. Of course, then I realise: hey, I had no money for that pot of tea (but goodness was it delicious and peaceful) also scaling that mountain is absolute garbage for your back (but my my wasn't the crisp breeze glorious) oh and don't you worry because leaving your phone behind and wandering into a forest for seven hours with a book and a bottle of water (stay hydrated kids) surely will have no negative impact and certainly not 83 missed calls and a group of villagers with pitchforks and torches coming after you (but wasn't it worth for the calm you are able to greet them from).

My friend told me 'life is for the living' and I love that. (But don't forget your water bottle. Hydrate or die-drate, birch.)

And no. Not every impulsive decision is going to be worth it, or a good idea. But sometimes we just need to cast the weight aside and... fly a little, you know?

P.S. My darling sister just reminded me that this song is very 'Good Omens' coded and-

You know what. I'm embracing it. It absolutely is. Come nerd out with me.

Hiii Smallsssss. This is not an invitation to catapult your body up the nearest cliff and then not call me. 😋

Because then I would be left with a...cliffhanger! (Might anyway, literally, if you call me, hanging from a cliff.)

Double P.S. I have been made aware of the possibility of tagging individuals that are fabulous enough to have a Tumblr, so...*drumroll please* @hozierofficial hello and thank you for your humanity.

References:

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[catchthattherian]

Answering my own questions!

So I made this post awhile ago and only a few people participated and asked me things and since i love letting my moots get to know me and I found those questions fun, I decided to answer them myself! ^^ /all pos (Ty to those who gave me asks, absolutely no hate/negativity to those who didnt!! /gen) Go check out the original post for the questions I will be answering in THIS post :3

•Therianthropy based in questions: 🥥= Ok, since the answer to this question could go on FOREVER (and I’ve made post about childhood experiences before) I’ll just share one that I haven’t had a post / post idea to fit it in! I used to make tiny, dark, and cozy little dens in my living room or room literally all the time. It would be something simple w/ blankets and pillows but it was SO nice!

🐚= I like this question! My first theriotype I had mistaken was a Lunar Moth! The others were cougar, cheetah, Australian shepherd and Harpy Eagle! (I hadn’t really confirmed Harpy Eagle but I so frickin’ close to confirming it I just considered it a theriotype)

🌴=I awakened Oct. 2nd, 2023, On my friend’s bday :3 Not really sure how to explain HOW I awakened, so might be a story for another time

🪸=The first theriotypes I confirmed were Gray Wolf, Calico cat and Coyote! 🫧= already answered! see it here

🌊= If I could physically like shapeshift into one theriotype forever it’d probably be a cat or one of my wolf theriotypes! This is a hard one to answer tbh :,3

•Warrior Cats based questions

🍋= I started (officially) reading Warriors in 5th grade! Probably like alotta people X3 I tried reading them in 4th grade but i guess they weee too long for me

🍓,🍉, 🍇= already answered! See here

🍒= Probably The New Prophecy! I actually started reading warrior cats on The New Prophecy because I knew all the spoilers for Into the Wild :,3

🥝= already answered! See here

🍏= I’m currently on Omen Of The Stars! More specifically Sign of the Moon :3

🍐= Hmm, I’d really like to have The Last Hope because it’s the last book of Omen Of The Stars that I need to finish the series >_<

•Art based questions

🌲= I’ve been an artist for as long as I can remember!! All my life, basically

🌳= My fav thing to draw is animals, ofc! And occasionally nature

🌴= I’m not sure if I’ll ever sell art, but my brother is a encouragement :3

🌿= I’ve made so many Oc’s!! ( Mainly warrior cat Oc’s) One was a brown tabby named Moth’Cough!

🌱= Hm, I’m not sure about my fav art piece..

🪴= I’ve been inspired by JelArts (here’s their Pinterest acc) and other many other people!!

🍃= My dream/current art style realism or surrealism!

•Random Questions!!

🥀= any kind of Mountains, rivers, plains, forests, and jungles :3

🪷= I want to be explore the cow pasture across from my house! Unfortunately it doesn’t belong to me :,3

🌷= the most recent gear I made was my margay mask, and the first one was a cardboard grey wolf mask!

🌹= my favorite mask is probably my calico cat mask and my fav tail is my Coyote tail because it was my first real tail, and I’ve taken it on many adventures :3

💐= my most unusual piece of gear is probably some lunar moth wings I got for Christmas when I thought Lunar moth was one of my theriotypes! I know use them as bat wings :3

🌺= My friends, my half-sister and (i think) my parents know of my bisexuality, I don’t believe anyone knows of my they/them pronouns, and I believe only one friend knows of my alterhumanity but I think they forgot

🌼= my fav place I’ve explored is probably the rock bluffs at my grandparents farm :3

[road2nf]

You’re more than faces on a screen to me, more than news to follow.

I started on YouTube in the 7th grade. Four years ago. It began simply; a charlieissocoollike video here, some Filmcow there. It was novelty. I thought little of it.

But then Wheezywaiter entered the mix, and more kept adding on. I started making my own videos. I gained subscribers.

I made friends.

All the while, I heard whispers from every direction, and they all said the same thing. Vlogbrothers.

It was a long time before I gave in and looked into it.

I was in the eighth grade and no one in the school had yet heard of them.

The first video I watched involved tiny chicken disease and giant squids of anger an a dozen references to previous videos. I was hopelessly lost, but I kept at it.

Praise lord that I did.

Soon I was singing about quarks and putting stuff on my head and I was telling everyone who would listen about the wonders you were putting out on YouTube.

I did challenges and submitted video responses. I began to identify as a vlogger.

As I grew older, however, I became less able to convince myself that any video idea I had was a good one. My channel grew dusty, my YouTube friendships faded.

Still, though, I watched the Vlogbrothers. Freshman year, I bought a Pizza John shirt and participated in NaNoWriMo for the first time.

Then came the Fault in our Stars tour.

I bought a ticket as soon as I heard of it (by purchasing TFiOS, which was in my plans anyway). All my friends did as well. We carpooled from southern Rhode Island to Boston and took pictures by the tour van. We waited in a line, then received our books and entrances.

The evening was surreal, and too this day one of my strongest and fondest memories. Everyone was my friend. I got edging on 200 high fives. And then there was the show, which was hilarious and electric and overall and absolute joy.

You were both very tall and not in the least bit pixelated, which I remember commenting on when I met you up close for the signing.

I gave Hank a cardboard guitar with abstract art on it, and John a book with abstract art on it.

I put a lot of time into both, and expect that they both fell apart shortly even if you had the space to bring them to the van. I was aware of that, but I was happy just to be able to give you some physical thing as some sort of weird happy thanks for all the fun.

You both signed my book and poster. The poster’s in my room. The DFTBA that John wrote in my book was illegible, and he said that it was probably the worst he had ever done.

I’m a bit proud of that.

I certainly can’t say I’m a vlogger anymore, and I wouldn’t even call myself a YouTuber

I watch your videos and a few others.

I can say, however, that I’m a writer and an actor and a great big geek. I owe a lot of what I am to what you do.

I don’t believe much in the idolization of celebrity, and I feel like that’s something that I’m doing here. You aren’t my family or my friends, you don’t remember me.

But there is a connection between us, largely one-way, that has been very important to me for a long time. You’re more than faces on a screen to me, more than news to follow.

Hank, John: I value what you have brought to my life. And I thank you for that.

-Hunter Silvestri (hunterothegreat.tumblr)

[wakkoroni]

I've lost count. I think this is seventeenth? But i'm gonna end it with here with the very last ask:

Free space - asker can come up with any writing or fic-related question they want!

Explain the co-written DEH fic we're planning to write and your thoughts on it. Also, explain how you feel about it. From going to no fic writer at all months ago to now, fanfic friends (me included!), writer friends (me includedddd!), and an official ao3 writer and a very very dear and awesome online buddy who has helped me thru so much. So much. I love you /p

Yeah this is the seventeenth :D

I love you too /p

Imma answer this in order

DEH fic that we're co-writiting and currently just gathering dust: okay right so y'all know the Dear Evan Hansen book/musical? I was listening to the sound track and it kinda fit Tim like it has Tim vibes so then I went to Quo and explained the plot of DEH and had an idea to write an au where Jason was Tim's tutor and when Jason died they called Tim over to tell them the news. Tim had broken his arm a few days ago and Jason signed it before he died so he just walked around with Jason's signature and I think it was Alfred who saw it and invited him to the Manor. And Tim kinda joined the family early by making lies that him and Jason were best friends but eventually the lies get out of hand and they find out that Tim was lying to them and everything spins out of control and now everyone hates him because he lied to the Wayne family and they feel betrayed

That's the best way I can explain it. There's probably a simpler way to explain it lmao. There's more to it but I don't wanna spoil to much. Quo if you wanna add some more, feel free to!!!

Personally I'm kinda excited for it, it looks like fun to write but my school work just gets in the way and makes it hard to work on it.

About the fanfic writing, it feels surreal sometimes. Like I didn't think I'd make friends when I started writing or when I got Tumblr and I did make friends and I love them so much. Having you as a writer friend is amazing. Quo I love you /p like our conversations can be wild sometimes with horses and oats but it's fun and I love talking to you. And wow that's wild I am an AO3 writer... With 4 fics published.. past me would be proud. Like idk when I started writing I never really planned to post my fics (and I still have fics that I have written a while ago that are completed that I just haven't posted) and now I published my fics and people liked them. Idk that's wild to me.

You have been such an amazing friend and I'm so glad I've met you! Love you! /p

[aliceinwonderlandcoloringpages]

Free Alice in Wonderland Printables: Bringing the Magic Home

Free Alice in Wonderland Printables: Bring the Magic Home

Free Alice in Wonderland Printables: Bring the Magic Home

Are you ready to tumble down the rabbit hole into a world of whimsy and wonder? Look no further! We've curated an enchanting collection of free Alice in Wonderland printables that will transport you and your loved ones to Lewis Carroll's fantastical realm. Whether you're planning a tea party, decorating a child's room, or simply indulging in some nostalgic crafting, these printables are your golden ticket to Wonderland.

Why Alice in Wonderland Printables?

Before we dive into our treasure trove of freebies, let's take a moment to appreciate why Alice in Wonderland continues to captivate hearts and minds:

Timeless appeal: The story resonates with both children and adults.

Versatile themes: From tea parties to mind-bending riddles, there's something for everyone.

Visual splendor: The iconic characters and surreal settings lend themselves beautifully to art and decor.

Educational value: Many printables can be used for learning activities.

Now, let's explore the wonderful world of Alice in Wonderland printables!

Types of Free Alice in Wonderland Printables

1. Coloring Pages

Unleash your creativity with these delightful coloring pages:

Alice herself, in various scenes

The White Rabbit, always in a hurry

The Cheshire Cat, with his enigmatic grin

The Mad Hatter and his tea party companions

The Queen of Hearts, in all her royal glory

Coloring isn't just for kids – it's a fantastic stress-reliever for adults too. So grab your colored pencils and let your imagination run wild!

2. Party Decorations

Planning an Alice-themed celebration? These printables will set the scene:

"Eat Me" and "Drink Me" labels for food and beverages

Playing card garlands

Teacup-shaped place cards

Clock faces (stuck at tea time, of course!)

Directional signs pointing to Wonderland locations

With these decorations, your guests will feel like they've stepped through the looking glass.

3. Educational Activities

Make learning an adventure with these printable resources:

Alphabet cards featuring Wonderland characters

Math worksheets with themed word problems

Maze puzzles through the Queen's garden

"Wordland" vocabulary games

Creative writing prompts inspired by the story

Who says education can't be a little mad? These printables make learning feel like a tea party.

4. Paper Dolls and Puppets

Bring the characters to life with these interactive printables:

Alice paper doll with multiple outfits

Finger puppets of the main characters

Shadow puppet templates for storytelling

3D papercraft figures

Masks for role-playing

These printables aren't just for play – they're gateways to storytelling and imaginative adventures.

5. Room Decor

Transform any space into a little slice of Wonderland:

Quote posters featuring famous lines from the book

Wallpaper patterns with subtle Alice motifs

Door hangers ("Do Not Disturb: Tea Party in Progress")

Growth chart ruler disguised as the "Eat Me" cake

Bookmarks with Wonderland characters

With these decor printables, you can create a whimsical atmosphere in any room.

How to Use Your Alice in Wonderland Printables

Now that you've got a wonderland of options, here are some ideas to make the most of your printables:

Rainy Day Activities: Keep a folder of coloring pages and activities ready for when boredom strikes.

Birthday Parties: Use the decorations and games to create an unforgettable Alice-themed celebration.

Classroom Fun: Teachers can incorporate the educational printables into lessons for a touch of magic.

Craft Projects: Combine different printables to create scrapbooks, collages, or mixed media art.

Bedtime Stories: Use the paper dolls and puppets to act out scenes as you read the book aloud.

Home Office Decor: Add a touch of whimsy to your workspace with quote posters and bookmarks.

Gift Wrapping: Print designs on cardstock to create unique gift tags and cards.

Where to Find the Best Free Alice in Wonderland Printables

While we can't link directly to resources, here are some search tips to find high-quality, free printables:

Use specific search terms like "Alice in Wonderland coloring pages PDF" or "Wonderland party printables free".

Check reputable craft and education websites, many of which offer free printable sections.

Look for teacher resource sites, which often have educational Alice-themed printables.

Don't forget image search – many printables are shared as images that you can save and print.

Join crafting and parenting forums where members share their own creations.

Remember to respect copyright and only use printables that are clearly marked as free for personal use.

Printing and Care Tips

To ensure your Alice in Wonderland printables look their best:

Use high-quality paper or cardstock for best results.

Adjust your printer settings for the best color output.

For items you'll use frequently, consider laminating them for durability.

Store printables in a cool, dry place to prevent fading and damage.

If printing coloring pages, test your markers or colored pencils on a small area first to avoid bleed-through.

Conclusion: Your Wonderland Awaits

With these free Alice in Wonderland printables, you're ready to create your own magical world. Whether you're educating, decorating, or simply playing, these resources offer endless possibilities for bringing the beloved story to life.

Remember, in the words of the Cheshire Cat, "Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality." So print, create, and let your imagination soar. Your journey through Wonderland is just a printable away!

Now, are you ready to follow the White Rabbit? Your adventure in printable Wonderland begins here. Don't be late for this very important date with creativity!

[josiahiswrite]

LA Comic Con Recap

First, my thanks to Tim Chizmar for helping me out the entire weekend. Tim and I were only Facebook friends prior to meeting Friday, but we spent most of the weekend together, so that makes us regular real world friends. I'm terrible at selling myself of my work, but Tim is a pro at selling. He did a great job pointing people to my YouTube channel and telling them about my comic. Again, better than me. The rest of the thank you will be peppered throughout the blog.

Friday morning I dropped Penny off at school and then headed to LA (after stopping at 7 Leaves for a coffee). I met my awesome neighbors, a comic shop I forget the name of (I'll try to look it up later and update this) and Blerd across the way. The guys from Blerd even helped me hang up my Josiah is Write backdrop. I tried to put it up myself and nearly fell off the chair.

Friday was a slow but fun day as Tim and I got to talk and as I noted above become friends. Friday ran long as the convention went until 9:00 PM and frankly it was done a bit after 7:00 and super extra done by 8:00 PM.

Saturday was a very busy day and a day full of visitors. Steve Stern, the co-creator of Zen: Intergalactic Ninja did a signing, and again, like Tim it was just great to spend time with Steve and now be able to call him a friend. I was also honored to witness Mark Ditko giving Steve a rare graded copy of Zen. Frankly, it was kind of surreal. Before Steve arrived, Mark approached me and asked where I was from thanks to hints in some of my YouTube videos that I'm from near Pittsburgh. I had no idea Steve Ditko is from Johnstown! Frankly, I'm ashamed of myself for not. I hope to visit Ditko Con in September 2025.

Another highlight for me was meeting a member of Space Force (and 14 year military vet) along with his wife and two sons during Steve's signing, and yes I asked if he's ever encountered any Intergalactic Ninjas. He knew the character Zen, but wasn't super familiar. He was honored to meet Steve. Steve and I thanked him for his service so we can make funny books and he said, no thank you guys. It was quite humbling to think these things matter to people. I then gave him one of my copies of Zen (the Jae Lee chromium cover, it was a double) and he had Steve sign it. He seemed genuinely touched.

The best part of Saturday was seeing Judy and the girls. Taking the girls from Orange County to Downtown LA is no joke, and Judy did it by herself. Nothing made me happier this weekend than seeing the three of them. Also, I got to eat their leftover Thai food, so it was the only day I actually had lunch.

Sunday was a much slower day, but it was Bryan day. Bryan did the logos, cover design, etc for my comic. I met a friend of his, who bought the comic, and we joked how Bryan made it way better than it needed to be. And Bryan coming to my both to hang out with me, made my weekend way better. In terms of promotion and growth the show was a bust, but in terms of growth of relationships, it was a success.... I just wish it was also a financial success.

[svturnschild]

The Venus signs: What you love

🔥Venus in Aries- being in control, action, being right, laughing until you can’t breathe, going on adventures, everything new and exciting, love affairs, summer, the beach, praise, fire, being physically active, the fun part of life, doing reckless things without a care in the world, being direct and honest, independence

🏕️Venus in Taurus- luxury, appreciation, friday nights, self-care, Earth, nature, money, coziness, staying home, hot chocolate, baking, expressing affection, physical touch, expensive wine, feeling like a kind/queen, stability, routine, people not telling you what to do, breathing fresh air, everything beautiful and aesthetically pleasing

💭Venus in Gemini- talking, expressing your opinions, fun, road trips, exploring the world, books, movies, being the most knowledgeable on a topic, getting out of your comfort zone, meeting new people, intellectual stimulation, animations, smiling till your cheeks hurt, dancing, singing, interesting people, diversity, equality

🥧Venus in Cancer- comfort, home, family or the idea of it, taking care of people, the sea, nature, art, childhood, 20th century, children, gentleness, familiarity, emotionality, heart shaped sunglasses, siders, acoustic guitars, music, poetry, kindness, hopefulness, cuddling, jewelry,  eyes to lose yourself in, pretty colours, spring, everything being quiet for a moment

👑Venus in Leo- excitement, gatherings, loud music, expensive clothes, public displays of affection, romantic fantasies, confidence, attention, optimism, red nail polish, accessories, gifts, being yourself, animals, making people happy, concerts, tequila, the sun, warmth, perfect teeth, contagious smiles, hugs, their friends, loyalty, Hollywood

🍂Venus in Virgo- intelligence, people taking your advice, nurturing, healing, nature, autumn, being right, productivity, a quiet type of confidence, manners, being polite, maturity, doing things right, the smell of books, warm colours, green eyes, history, trust, herbs, perfumes, flowers, connecting with your inner child, vintage stuff, alone time

🍒Venus in Libra- balance, justice, equal rights, art galleries, the Renaissance, literature, femininity, making your friends happy, multitasking, libraries, looking good, connecting with people, romantic movies, shiny hair, holidays, variety, a certain aesthetic, tea, chocolate, thinking, consideration, politics, eyeliner, smelling good, social media

🥀Venus in Scorpio- adrenaline, black clothes, grins, grunge, eyeshadow, class, dark academia, rings, nail art, vinyls, honesty, ride or die, protectiveness, motorcycles,  tarot cards, crystals, cigarettes, forests, edgar allan poe, dark metal, candles, solitude, respect, doing things your own way, champagne, reassurance, the paranormal, spicy food

🌤️Venus in Sagittarius- optimism, freedom, feeling alive, hiking, travelling, denim jackets, tequila shots, deep talks at 2am, comedy movies, churches, belief, weirdness, not being tied to anything, experience, parties, fearlessness, hook-ups, hippy fashion, bluntness, the universe, different cultures, wanting to run and never look back

💸Venus in Capricorn- money, quality, productivity, glory, leather jackets, proving themselves worthy, nostalgia, rationality, calmness, quiet comfort, lana del rey, empty streets, expensive alcohol, work, business attire, cigarette smoke, self-deprecation, cold weather, oscar wilde, sad songs, making people proud

🛸Venus in Aquarius- standing out, evolution, change for the better, humanity, outer space, independence, adventures, charities, niche humour, david bowie, loud colours, technology, pop art, icy looks, abandoned places, conspiracy theories, retreatment, sharp breaths, thinking outside the box

🌊Venus in Pisces- getting lost in a fantasy, magical realism, empathy, surrealism, lsd, poetry, music, sacrifice, idealised views, pastel colours, helping people, all artforms, existentialism, the ocean, whiskey, psychology, drama plays, eccentricity, experiencing every human emotion possible

[shirophantomvox]

Random date night with Illumi, Hisoka, and Chrollo

Hello, anon! Ask and you shall receive! This prompt is very interesting and I will try to keep it in character as much as possible. To sum this up, Hisoka would take you to an ice cream shop, a carnival, or apple orchard while Illumi would rather go to an art or historical museum. Chrollo would persuade you to attend a book reading/author signing or go hiking. Depending on who you are and what your ideal date is, I’m sure you’d find them all fun. Going to a carnival or apple orchard is my go-to since I’ve barely been because they’re all in the suburbs. These headcanons are explained much more than the others. That is why Chrollo and Illumi seem to be short, but they’re not. Also, I can’t wait for Halloween because these headcanons are going to be amazing. I am extremely sorry if there are grammar errors! Taking classes on Zoom is frustrating and now my brain has to relearn everything that I lost in 3 months! Before we get started, I have a few announcements.

This post is more laid back than my other headcanons because I tried to keep it as canon as possible.

I want to thank you all for 65 followers! It means a lot! I’m happy to see that a lot of you enjoy my writing and like it enough to follow me! I have a challenge for you! When I reach 100 followers, I will host some type of writing event here...but I need ideas. I’ve seen some pages do specials where you can send an ask and pretend like you're talking to a character and I respond with what they’d say. SEND ME IDEAS! I WILL CREDIT YOU!

I will be stepping back a little more than before. I’ll still be logged in and re-blogging but as far as writing posts like this...it may only be once or twice a week. You see, I’m in college and I’m struggling financially and I have to work on scholarships. If you all send me an ask, be patient.

Voltron posts will only be created based on asks. I will not be writing posts about VLD if no one requests them. I do not receive any feedback from it anymore and no one seems to like them.

Now, let’s get into the post.

Let's start with Illumi first.

Headcanon 1: Illumi has a secret admiration for different types of art but he specifically enjoys pop art and surrealism. He has commented on how surrealism makes his brain twist and his feelings swirl as he tries to figure out the piece and what inspires it.

He prefers not to participate in tours as he likes to digest the art at his own pace.

Headcanon 2: In his spare time, he paints on a canvas. His art style consists of both surrealism and abstract art. For a person with a dark personality, his compositions always contain bright colors and abstract techniques that leave you wondering about his TRUE personality. He is truly a good man with a bright personality but after being abused for so long, those behaviors/personalities have been shoved so far down his throat that they may not come back up.

He has a bad habit of asking you what you thought about every single piece of art you passed. The conversations were great but this is a date after all. The playful conversation slowly turns into a lecture about art. Although you loved your bf’s dictionary-like brain it also drained your energy.

One of his favorite artists is Vincent Van Gough. Although he favors surrealism, Van Gogh’s art style was mind-blowing to him. So amazed that he buys several Van Gogh t-shirts from the gift shop.

His favorite piece created by Van Gough is “Starry Night”.

He notices that you are becoming bored and decides that it is time for MORE excitement, one that you are certain to enjoy.

“Where are we going,” you ask, pretending to be interested.

“Down to the basement. We are going to have a bite to eat.”

Since Illumi rarely smiled, when he did smile it drove you wild. The anticipation of what his next move was going to be is what drove that wildness. Being a bounty hunter was thrilling already but dating a smart, badass assassin was totally out of your league but it worked out.

Headcanon 3: Illumi’s idea of being romantic is dramatically different from yours. He believes just spending time with you on the couch was enough. He is correct; but if you have the time and funds, your time together should be a little spontaneous. You insisted on dates outside of the house because his family will not stay out of your business.

“Illumi, I am too hungry for more trivia.”

He chuckles. “Don’t worry. So am I. That is why I’ve decided to take you to a wine and cheese party.”

Huh? Wine and Cheese at 3PM? That’s ok. When was there a time limit on when you can drink alcohol?

Illumi has indirectly attended parties as such when he was 15 years old. He never drank, but he watched as his mother’s friends (surprisingly) talked about business and their children. This time, you weren’t going to talk about business for once. Instead, you two were going to actually talk about what couples discuss.

Headcanon 4: When introduced to alcohol for the first time, Illumi immediately stated how he hated brown liquor. That includes Hennessy, Jack Daniels, etc. It makes him sick to his stomach. He prefers to drink Smirnoff mixed with fruity drinks like strawberry or pineapple.

He loves it when you make these drinks for him on a summer day.

Hence the title wine and cheese, you both go to a stand-up table, place your brochures down, and actually have a wonderful conversation not involving work or hunting.

Illumi smiled a few times, more than usual. Whenever he appears to be softer even around you, that is because he has mellowed out and doesn't have the overbearing weight of his family on his shoulders. You set him free.

Hisoka

According to a one-shot that another manga artist created, they expressed that Hisoka was found on the side of the road, was taken in by someone that worked at a local circus, and learned Nen in a matter of days. Hisoka’s clown look and having the skills of a magician proves that this has to be canon in some way.

Headcanon 1: Given this potential backstory, going to a carnival is his go-to every summer. He wants to take you to a circus but saves that for you as an engagement gift.

Everyone with a heart knows that whether or not you’re in a relationship or not the carnival is fun as hell! Expensive fried food, elephant ears, funnel cake, ICEE’s, rides, and stuffed animals are to die for!

Being at a carnival relaxes him so his bloodlust isn’t activated unless someone bumps into him and causes a scene.

Headcanon 2: PDA is something that Hisoka does well; he doesn’t overdo it but does it enough where people get the impression that you are a couple and aren’t “best friends”.

While completing a mission depending on how rough it may be, he insists that you tag along to see how he handles the situation. You’ve already seen his ruthlessness from Hunter’s exam but he insists.

His sense of pride gets the best of him sometimes. Sometimes his head is so big that it reminds you of a large birthday balloon.

Headcanon 3: ANYWAY, given his nature, he is very adventurous, dangerous, and courageous. If he wants to go on the Demon Drop, he’ll do it and you DO not have a choice in the matter. He’ll tease or guilt trip you into doing something that you would not like to do.

“Well, you wouldn’t want me to cling on to someone else, would you?”

“No. Of course not,” you reply.

“Let’s go then, scaredy-cat.”

As a hunter, you’ve seen worse. Why are you so afraid to go on a ride?

Headcanon 4: At apple orchards, cornfield mazes are one of his favorites. You cannot for the life of you figure out how to get out but he can. He grabs a scarecrow and scares you from behind. That annoys you but is nothing compared to later on that night.

Oh. My. God. It’s haunted house time!

“Hisoka, I’m not going in!”

“Why not? I’ll protect you.”

“Because they’re monsters and I already have to deal with one.”

It took him a second to catch on that you were talking about him.

“That’s going to bite you in the butt, kitten.”

Headcanon 5: Like Killua, Hisoka has a sweet tooth. Don’t allow his buff appearance to fool you!

He LOVES caramel apples, elephant ears, funnel cake, freshly squeezed lemonade, fudge, and cotton candy. How can this man manage to stay in shape? The world may never know.

Headcanon 6: He isn’t one to play by other people’s rules but he sets his own rules with your relationship that you both must obey. One of those rules says that neither of you can be on your phones while together.

Headcanon 7: Hisoka insists that you both wear either matching pants or matching shirts to avoid unnecessary flirtation.

He isn’t jealous but on “us time”, he doesn’t want to lose a single second.

Headcanon 8: Hisoka only jumps in when necessary. Given that you’ve passed the hunter’s exam and work as a bodyguard, he knows you can handle your business. If the person can’t take a hint, then he steps in. They almost back up immediately considering Hisoka is towering over them.

When the moon shines, you both go to the car and off to sleep in your comfy king-sized bed.

Chrollo

We all know that Chrollo loves to read! What does he specifically like to read? What Genre? Does he like to read alone or with other people?

Although Chrollo is a thief and must be hidden in the shadows, the authorities have called off the search for him for at least 3 years. Slowly but surely, he begins to find himself in the outside world again.

Chrollo once discussed a book with the Phantom Troupe when they were being transported to another place for a mission. He read “Tears of a Tiger” by Sharon M. Draper.

The reading sessions are opened with an affirmation and a reason to be thankful to be alive. He says he is thankful for the troupe, glances at you, and smiles. No one catches on to that sly face except for Phinks.

Headcanon 1: Chrollo is very silent and shy to an extent. He only associates with people he knows and trusts. You are the social butterfly at this moment.

Chrollo tags along behind you like a shy child, holding your hand while you stick out your free hand to greet everyone.

Today, the book club was going to read “Divergent”.

Headcanon 2: Although he loves to read, he hates it when others read out loud. Most people are drably read and it annoys him. After a while, he takes over. Chrollo was tense the first 30 minutes of the meeting because two cops were there but neither of them noticed it was him.

Headcanon 3: Chrollo often acts the part of the character that he is reading in the book. His tone, attitude, and emphasis on certain words keep the group engaged. He is complimented on his acting!

“Good Job, honey,” you whisper.

He responds by tightly squeezing your hand.

His tone was so impressive that the host insisted that he read for the entire night. He was ok with that because in between reads he was often distracted by a lovely pair of jeans and shoes you had on. You were into writing, so hearing others read and act out the characters helped.

Headcanon 4: In some settings, Chrollo is very braggadocious. He insisted that the group read one of your stories so you could be provided with feedback.

“We’d be delighted to view your story, y/n!”

“It will be fun!”

The book club wasn’t a stereotypical club that only consisted of soccer moms but instead consisted of men and women who were involved with a business, law enforcement, health, etc. This was an open space for everyone to relax and forget about their demanding jobs.

After the meeting, the group went to dinner at a nearby pizzeria. You all enjoyed large pizzas, beer, salads, and dessert. How could your stomach (or anyone’s stomach) hold that much?

Chrollo laughed so much that it made you question if he was your actual boyfriend or not. He even engaged in conversations with the two off-duty cops! For once, you helped Chrollo experience the greater things in life; true love, friendship, and happiness.

“Thank you,” he whispered and slyly placed a kiss on your hand. “For everything.”

[bxllafanficc]

Lady of mischief- Part five

Pairing: Loki x Greek!goddess f!reader

Summary: Asgard is having a change of power so there are several events Loki has to get right before he can announce victory against his brother as the next king. But one lady’s approval will change the whole outcome if the stakes are right. That lady is you, intended heir to the throne of Olympus but tied down to a marriage of convenience with one of the princes of Asgard. The prince you choose to marry will be the next king but you refuse to let yourself be a pawn in this game for power. Loki, with his intentions to take you as his queen has far greater reason to marry you than just for the reason of being king. You however, would rather cut off your left arm than exposing yourself for the fact that there’s another purpose besides Loki getting a throne to sit on.

One week later and you found yourself at a sea cliff on Asgard’s largest known bay. You’d brought Henna with you, just like every other day since you got officially banished. Now you couldn’t stand being in the castle and spent almost every waking hour in the city, avoiding the royal family at all cost. Odin even demanded you ate breakfast with them since you were an honored guest but of course you never showed.

Zeus left the day after the banquet and not a word from your parents. They probably didn’t even blink the second he told them their daughter had been locked in with an entire castle of self-centered gods.

“Gods are assholes!” You threw a rock at the size of a basketball into the water and glared at the splash, secretly hoping your father Poseidon would sense it and feel guilt. That was impossible, of course. A Greek god holds no power at the realm of Norse gods.

“My lady, you’re a god.” Henna stayed seated at a comfy rock she found the first day coming to the cliff. She said it was the perfect fit for her to relax her always perfect posture without sloping. You always told her you don’t care if she sloped at non-formal occasions.

“Yes, Henna. Me included.” You were just surprised she didn’t faint because you used such a mundane word, a thing you picked up from the humans on a visit once.

“I can’t stop thinking about what I said to the prince. It was a decade ago, yes, but he still remembers it. Probably thinks about it every time he sees me!” You tried to concentrate on the real reason you were here. To practice. You’d never win anyone’s respect if you couldn’t control your powers. You started with the hardest, the sea; a force that doesn’t want to be tamed.

A pulsing body of water drove up from the sea and flew in front of you. The goal was to force it into a perfect shaped globe, forcing the sea to obey so thoroughly. To your luck the liquid started obeying your wish when you put all your concentration to use. Almost a solid globe. You’d only need a few more seconds to-

“And I’ve already said you should apologize to him. Who knows, you two might hug it out and the next thing you know you wake up naked in his chambers the next day.”

The almost globe burst into millions of droplets and salt burned in your eyes at the shock. Your vision blurred out and you coughed on the water that went down your airways. Heat went to your cheeks and you looked down at your soaked clothes.

“Goodness, Henna! You’ve spent too much time with the Asgardian maids.

You can’t say stuff like that!” Your voice was still faint from the couching as you scolded her. You had to put your focus to use once again to extract the water into fine droplets hanging midair in front of you. The dress was far too pretty to get stained with saltwater. The jewelry looked surreal in the light the dress radiated. Every thread of the fabric seemed to be created of pure shining starlight or liquid diamond. The dress held the beauty of a thousand stars.

No one knew where it appeared from, however. You had your own guess, of course. It laid neatly folded on your work desk one afternoon and if it was the first born prince, he would’ve left some grand note with it as well. The dress just laid there in absence of anyone claiming the rights. An apology for sure.

“Well, you said asshole if I’m not mistaken.” There it was. Henna cleared her throat as a sign to drop the subject but you knew she had a big smirk on her lips. You didn’t want to turn around to confirm it.

“Let’s try again, my lady. Why don’t you try claiming the entire wave coming right there?”

You analyzed the wave and realized what Henna was asking. The size of it was huge and it would surely crash into the cliff side underneath you. Your job was to stop that impact and lift it up to your level.

It was dead silent as you waited for the wave to arrive. With a last big engaging try you felt the power of the sea surging through you. Blocking the impact of the wave lashing itself forwards was similar feeling to getting that same wave right in the face like a wall of bricks. But it was not in vain. The water started to rise to the cliff you stood on and you had to replace your feet for a better stance. Every second the sea threatened to leash out of your hold.

“How mighty.” A soothing voice, yet laced with viciousness, appeared only a hot breath away from your ear and you screamed.

The scent of new books hit you too late and the wave had already been unleashed on the threat behind you. The water had devided around your frame, covering Henna and Loki from head to toe in seawater without showing mercy. The sea held no mercy. Right…

A moment of silence and Loki still had his eyes tightly shut, his entire body frozen in place. He’d been less than an inch from you and you hadn’t noticed. He was still less than an inch from your bodies touching.

He slowly went to wipe one of his eyes clean of water and tasted the layer of salt glancing his lips. You cursed yourself for noticing the shameful way his tongue swiped across his bottom lip. Did he take the warm weather with him somehow or why was it suddenly growing hot again? And why did he look so different with the drenched clothes hugging his frame, hair slicked back. The dripping from the each strand fell and caressed the heavy outline of his collarbones.

What were you even thinking about. He must’ve done something. A spell of some sort.

“That was unnecessary.” He said it as simple as ever and it made you grit your teeth.

Stop staring at his abs, dammit!, you thought.

It had to be a spell. This couldn’t be real.

“Why are you here?” You weren’t prepared for this. He was supposed to be on a mandatory meeting right now. Did he just right up ditch that?

“You’re no fun… I came with a proposition.”

“Of what sorts?” You eyed him with careful detail, trying to sense a trick of some sort. His gaze lingered on your appearance a little too long from what seemed appropriate. It was a thorough scan up and down and the soul behind the eyes held a strange glow. Of course he was shocked you wore the dress he bought.

“We can teach each other things. You tell me stories and history of the Ancient Greece, your kind’s gracious era and I teach you illusion magic.” He could tell your raised eyebrow was a sense of confusion. “Like, combining water and light into something entirely new. I’ll teach you how to conjure spells-“

“Like the one you’re doing now?” It just slipped out of you and it was too late to ignore. It was now his turn to look confused. The tip of his tongue came out once again to wipe off some salt and you looked away.

“What?” He asked.

“Whaaat?” You repeated along with a dumb giggle you had no idea where it came from. The already tight fabric of Loki’s shirt was riding up from the wet fabric rolling itself up. You really did try not to think about how the pearls of droplets looked like glitter in the sun on his toned stomach, but realized that you already failed. You swallowed a hot lump of dryness that caught in your throat.

So no spell then?

Loki sighed and cracked a tense muscle in his neck, a green light drying him and his clothes from bottom and up in a matter of a second (Henna remained drenched).

“Just say no quickly, there’s no reason to drag it out. I’ll leave you be when you’ve answered.” You bit your bottom lip and actually took a moment to think about it.

“Actually, it doesn’t sound too awful. But don’t you already know everything about my realm there is to know?” That earned a genuine smile from him and you thought about how that was a rare sight.

“You’d be surprised of how understocked Asgard’s library is when it comes to your history, your highness.”

“And stop calling me that! It’s weird. You never did it before so why do it now?”

“I thought you disliked me being informal.”

“Oh do shut up!”

Loki laughed and nodded in agreement. It was just then you realized how you were still inappropriately close to him and how his breath smelled of something sweet. Something brushed past your hand and Loki retracted his own with a flinch and an apologetic look.

“I’m s-“ Loki started but Henna’s loud cough and pointed glare.

“Wait!”

“Yes?”

“I don’t… I don’t find you disgusting.” You watched his expression and expected him to get upset but nothing in his body language seemed tense. If anything, his jaw and shoulders seemingly dropped.

“That’s like the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.” His chuckle was bright but your gut still twisted in shame.

“No but like, I don’t find your touch disgusting. I never did, actually-“ The amount of truth you entrusted this man with was almost too much. The words were so tense on the way out that you started coughing.

“Then why did you-“

“I don’t know! No more questions though. All I know is that it was far from unpleasant and that’s all you need to know for now.” Loki raised his eyebrow, lips slightly parted. You understood you’d talked before your brain caught up with you again.

“No, that came out wrong. But you know what I mean!” Your hands fiddled on the edges of the dress, only to flatten out the fabric right after. The dry lump just couldn’t seem to go down.

“Oh I sure do… And I agree with you on how we speak to each other. I hate speaking to you formally! It doesn’t sit right for me especially. Then I wouldn’t be able to say the stuff I actually want.”

“Like what?” You regretted asking immediately but couldn’t bring yourself to step back as he leaned in.

Lips brushed against your earlobe and his scent was all up in your world, along with the surreal warmth that always seemed to follow him.

“That dress looks absolutely ravishing on you, (Y/n). I never thought you’d wear it to be honest. We’re you really planning on fleeing the castle on such an occasion and not letting me see any of the beauty?” His voice turned low again and the always present rasp seemed extra present today.

The dry lump finally went down.

“You could’ve gifted it to someone else if you wanted to see the dress on an actual body instead of a hanger.”

A low rumbling came from his chest and erupted in his throat. It took you a moment to realize that the sound was a chuckle.

“See, I don’t think that’s true. Yes, any person could wear it, but I can’t think of anyone else who could wear one of the most beautiful things crafted ever and the most beautiful thing in the room would still remain the person in it.”

You couldn’t move your body. It was frozen in place even though the blood in your veins was literally boiling. You were almost thankful that he was so close. That way he wouldn’t see your red cheeks.

“You don’t mean that.”

“Why would I lie about it? Meet me in the library tomorrow after breakfast. I look forward to our time together.”

(A/N: Hi! Don’t hesitate to comment on each chapter what you thought about it/if you liked it since that keeps me motivated to keep writing. Also reblog so my story reaches a wider audience, if you really liked it! Your support is much appreciated. Also let me know if you want to be added to the tag list for this series. Have a good day, lovelies!)

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[wakaoujisenhime]

May I please request some angst with Kise being busy with basketball and modelling career neglecting his s/o? Additionally his s/o thinks he's cheating on them and just a big misunderstanding. Thank you very much 😊❤️

A/N: Even though I am quite late, happy Valentine’s Day! This actually got longer than I planned it to be, but I hope you’ll like it nonetheless! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

Tags: Kise x reader ✅  angst ✅  fluff ✅

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Misunderstanding - Kise x reader

If someone had told you that you’d become the Kise Ryouta’s girlfriend some time ago, then you wouldn’t have believed it.

Kise was a young face everyone would’ve recognized if they had seen it somewhere in public. His blond hair was partially at fault for that as well, but the main reason for his immense popularity was his side job as a young model for different fashion and makeup brands. On top of that, he had been a part of the legendary Generation of Miracles, a group of six young and talented basketball players who each had an extraordinary and never-seen-before skill that could turn every game around. He was very fond of this sport and wished to steadily improve himself at every possible opportunity so of course, it was a given that he’d continue his training even after middle school.

Thinking about this handsome man and all of his achievements made you wonder just how lucky you were for being able to call him your boyfriend. You still couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that the two of you went to the same school and were in the same grade, but never mind that, what surprised you the most was the moment he’d asked to meet you and then sheepishly confessed his interest in you and the wish to be by your side as your boyfriend. It was such a surreal situation that you couldn’t help but nod throughout the entirety of it.

The two of you didn’t know each other that well at first so the process of finding out everything possible about the other was quite fun and really made both of you forget about the stressful part of your daily lives. At first, you had expected that Kise was your typical playboy who’d just confess to anyone who met his preferences, but as time went on you actually saw past those prejudices of yours and were pleasantly surprised at how different he was than what you had imagined. He was a very caring, gentle, and nice guy who’d do anything to see you smile and hear you laugh or giggle. He made you feel like you were the only person in the entire world and that there was no one else he’d rather spent his time with than you. The surprises he prepared for you on special days such as Valentine’s Day or your own birthday were mind-blowing as well.

You of course made sure to always return that amount of love you’d received and his adorable reactions were the reason you felt like you’d fallen in love with him yet another time.

Everything was working out perfectly and the two of you were as happy as can be, but life, unfortunately, likes to ruin perfect moments like these...

The two of you were now third-years and Kise was slowly starting to think about his future plans, so he began taking on more modeling gigs during his free days, some of these even overlapped with the days on which you had planned a date. You were pretty understanding at first and even told him that you didn’t mind, but as these date reschedulings began occurring every single time it really made you sad. In fact, you were so sad that as soon as Kise mentioned having an upcoming free day you simply nodded and whispered a silent ‘I see.’

Nevertheless, you kept on visiting him during his basketball club’s training sessions and watched him steadily improve his performance with each passing day. His bright smile after every basket made your heart throb and a couple of weeks ago you would’ve interpreted it as a positive feeling but now? It simply pained you. Negative thoughts flooded your mind and is if that wasn’t enough, a group of his fangirls stormed the field moments after the referee had blown his whistle three times.

“Kise-kun, please look this way!!“

“Kise! Can you please sign my t-shirt?“

“C-Can I have your number please!“

Sights like these weren’t uncommon and you were used to ignoring them, knowing that Kise wouldn’t do anything that might upset you or his fans, but as of late situations such as these annoyed you. You sighed, stood up, and left the gym.

“(Y/N)! Wait up!“

At the sound of the familiar voice of your best friend, you obeyed his plea, turning back to the young man who was running up to you.

“Yukio! What’s wrong?”

He stopped right before you, greeting you with a small smile as he rubbed the back of his neck in slight discomfort.

“Is...Is something bothering you? Or more like...has everything been alright as of late? N-No that’s not it...Do you-”

“There’s no need to beat around the bush Yukio and you know it,” you say with a small smile as you gently bump your fist against his arm, “just tell me what’s been bugging you.”

He sighs in relief and you see how some tension leaves his shoulders as he asks you a rather surprising question: “I’ve noticed the tension between Kise and you, so tell me...what’s up with that? Do I need to step in and help you out with something?”

Yukio was quite perceptive, especially when it came to your and Kise’s relationship, he always made sure to keep up with your well-being since he knew how carried away your blond boyfriend could get. If it were any other occasion, you would’ve told your best friend what had bothered you so much, but now that you reflected on it, it seemed a rather meaningless reason for you to be upset over so you just shook your head lightly and brushed it off. Your counterpart on the other hand just squinted his eyes in suspicion but decided to let it go for now.

“Just make sure to tell him if something is worrying you, ok? Remember, communication is the key to every relationship.”

And with those wise words, he bid you farewell and jogged back to the gym...

“Hey...(Y/N)-cchi? Would you like to go on a date next Saturday?”

“..? Excuse me?”

The two of you looked into each other’s eyes with equally surprised expressions and not short after you both burst out laughing.

“I’m sorry Kise, I just didn’t expect you to invite me on a date, that’s all.“

Your boyfriend sat down next to you and took your hand in his own, gently caressing each of your fingers as he let his eyes roam around your facial features. Looking at him being that deeply lost in thought made you wonder just what was going through his mind. Usually, he’d try and avoid dating you in public or when it was still daytime because of the potential rumors and scandals it might start, so you couldn’t help but wonder just what brought this sudden change. With a rather sad-looking smile, he brought your hands to his lips and gently kissed your knuckles, his action causing your cheeks to redden ever so slightly.

“Hehe, sorry (Y/N)-cchi, it’s just...we haven’t been able to spend much time together and I need to tell you something important as well, so I thought that a date might be the best solution for this...”

Nothing he’d just said sounded good to you. Kise was rarely a person who’d organize something according to things he’d like to tell or discuss with you so the idea alone was a massive red flag for you. And yet, you couldn’t ignore the seriousness with which he’d approached you, so despite the uneasy feeling that was building up within you, you put on your best fake smile and nodded.

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“Oh my god did you read today’s news?“

Stop it...

“I just can’t believe it and here I thought that he was a down-to-earth type of guy!“

But he is, I swear!

“You guys are exaggerating! He’s a playboy, you can see that from a mile away!“

N-No, you’re wrong!

“Did you guys actually know that these were actually some long-term fans of his from way back when he first debuted?“

So what...? I’m sure there must be some backstory to this...

“They could’ve at least picked a better and more hidden-away location than a love hotel right at the center of Shinjuku...“

Maybe they had a photo shoot around that area!

“Ugh, he makes me sick...and to think that I shared my book with him once.”

Please don’t say that...

“I feel sorry for his managers and teammates. Who knows what these poor souls have to go through because of this.“

T-That’s一

No matter how many corners you turned, stairs you climbed, or rooms you entered, everyone was talking about the same thing: Kise. The moment you had woken up, your phone was full of notifications, questions, and missed calls, but before you could even comprehend what was going on, one particular message had caught your attention.

♡ : I’m sorry (Y/N)-cchi but I won’t be coming to school today. This is all just a big misunderstanding...trust me

It was then that you had noticed the big headline of your phone’s news app:

MODEL KISE RYOUTA CAUGHT RED-HANDED! IS ONE NOT ENOUGH? Steamy adventures in front of Shinjuku’s most famous love hotel!

It had been such a massive slap to the face, that the entire morning was foggy to you, reality hit you the moment you had stepped on school grounds.

Gossip. Rumors. Lies. Disgust. Aggression. Madness. Sadness.

No matter how hard you tried to avoid any ill-meant word from your classmates, you just couldn’t escape. Your belief in the man whom you called your beloved, the one who promised you that you’d always be the one in his eyes, the same one who swore that this endeavor was nothing but a misunderstanding, was starting to waver.

Suddenly everything started to make sense.

His distant behavior towards you, the increasing amount of modeling gigs he took on, your surprise visits during his training that he’d loved so much went unnoticed and that important topic he wanted to discuss with you on your next date. Everything.

You felt how all those negative feelings you had accumulated during these past few months started to come forth. Just as you were on the verge of tears and wanted to do nothing but fall to your knees, scream and cry you came across Moriyama and Yukio.

“(Y/N)! There you are! How long do you think I’ve been looking for you?!”

The tall man alongside your best friend was quick to notice that you were quite distraught and immediately took a hold of his captain’s shoulder and squeezed it slightly. You truly appreciated that these two were looking for you and intended to calm you down or encourage you to think positively and rationally about this, but right now you couldn’t manage to listen to their kind and caring words, so you apologized, thanked them, and headed straight towards the rooftop, the place where Kise had confessed to you.

As if on cue, your phone began vibrating and as you looked at the screen you saw that the incoming call was from no other than the man who’d been on your mind since the early morning.

“K-Kise...?”

“(Y/N)-cchi! Thank god, you picked up! I’m sorry for the short and sinister message this morning, but I had to clear some things with my managers first bef-“

“So your image was once again more important, huh?”

“W-What...?”

Before you could stop yourself from saying something you’d regret later, your mouth was unfortunately quicker.

“Lately I hardly recognize you, Kise, it’s as if you’ve become an entirely different person. First, you confess your love to me all sheepishly, blushing from head to toe, then you treat me like I’m the center of the world and the only reason you live for, but as of late you’ve been prioritizing your work more than our joint time. I tried to be understanding, I really did, but if you asked me out just so that you could fulfill some kind of goal and boast to whoever with it, then I’m really the wrong person for this.”

Nothing but silence came from the other end of the line, so you took this as a sign to continue.

“Listen, Kise, I don’t need nor expect you to adore me as if I’m some kind of deity, but I at least would like to know what the backstory to today’s tabloid news meant...and I sincerely hope that you aren’t going to trot out some lame excuse because I wouldn’t be able to handle it.“

“...(Y/N)“

“I’ll see you this Saturday Kise.“ you whispered as you ended the call without waiting for his answer.

——

You looked at yourself in the mirror, dreading what this date would mean for your future with the blond young man. The entire week-long you had deliberately avoided him in order to keep your thoughts as rational as you could and not let them get influenced by neither your feelings for him nor the supporting words of your friends. It was hard to ignore the guilty and worried stares he sent your way and whenever you saw the vicious glares others gave him, it really tugged at your heartstrings, but somehow you managed to withstand any possible temptation.

During the bus drive to the city center, you once again looked at the screenshot you took of the article that had caused you so much despair over the past few days. The blurry photo showed a tall blond man who was without a doubt Kise, trapping some girl whose face was covered by pixels between himself and the wall of the love hotel while the second one was pulling on his dark blue jacket, the same one which you had given him as his last year’s birthday present. Judging by the image alone it did look like Kise and the two girls were on their way to the rather flashy establishment, but your boyfriend couldn’t quite hold himself back and decided to start on the fun beforehand.

Cheating, huh...?

You bit your lip and thought about it. A famous and perky guy like him already had a stable fangirl club that followed him at each step so him feeling tempted during your time as a couple wouldn’t have surprised you in the slightest and yet it pained you so much that you could’ve started crying right then and there in front of all the other people that were sitting in the bus with you.

The city was brimming with people left and right, exiting and entering shops and restaurants. Today should’ve marked a happy occasion since it was the first public date the two of you had ever planned while the streetlights were still off. You had agreed to meet right in front of a small cafe that was close to the station and wasn’t one of the popular hangout spots so that you could at least have some sense of privacy. Each step you took fueled your anxiety of what was about to come and no matter how many deep breaths you took, you just couldn’t calm your raging heart down.

You finally saw a blond head sticking out among the crowd and just as you were about to raise your hand and wave to him, you halted. Kise was apparently not alone and had come alongside yet another girl who was constantly clinging to his arm, trying to get him to move.

“What did I even expect...?”

The crowd before you started to disappear and the two of them finally came into full view, but so did you. His yellow eyes met with your glassy ones and you could immediately see how regret and sorrow distorted his already distressed face.

“(Y/N)-cchi, wait...i-it’s not what it looks like..!”

You felt something warm fall down your cheeks and without paying it any mind you simply turned around and began walking back where you came from. Kise’s desperate calls for you to wait up were ignored and whenever his voice seemed too close to you, you sped up but he was too persistent. Despite the dense crowd you constantly walked amongst he never lost track of you.

(Y/N)-cchi! Please wait!

It’s all a misunderstanding, I promise you!

Listen to me, please!

(Y/N)!

You were trying to isolate his desperate pleas to such an extent that you hadn’t noticed the park you had just walked in. There were barely any people who strolled around this small yet beautiful piece of nature. The thought of elderly people walking their pets here, children running around and couples occupying the benches made you imagine just what excellent spot this would’ve been for a proper first date...

The young man behind you had used the time you were lost in thoughts to close the distance between you, but as soon as had returned from your small daydream and noticed how close he was to you, your body involuntarily urged you to run. And you did.

N-No, wait...!

You were fully aware of what you were doing, and you felt terrible for it. Kise’s leg had been injured for quite some time and he was told to not overdo it, which meant that he had to renounce running for most of the time so that he had enough energy and leg power left for his basketball matches.

And yet why..?

Why was he running after you as if his life depended on it? As if it was the last point his team needed for victory? Why?

You stopped sprinting and swiftly turned around. The man who had been an arm’s reach from you didn’t expect your sudden halt and collided with you, but luckily he caught you just before you lost your footing and pulled you towards his heaving chest. His trembling arms wrapped around your body and tightened their grip.

“Finally...”

The way he hugged you made all the wonderful and sweet memories of your life with him came up, leaving you with no other option but to return his embrace with the same amount of love.

“Kise...are you crazy? Why did you start running after me with your injured leg?” you asked after a short while and even though your question was intended to sound like a lecture, it ended up having a worrisome tone instead.

“This small amount of pain is nothing compared to the pain I made you feel these past few weeks.”

A small smile adorned your lips, but at the same time, you had to continuously think about all the things that had happened in this week alone, causing your smile to vanish almost immediately. You wanted answers and you needed them now.

“Kise, please...I want you to-“

“Explain. Yes, I know.” he interrupted and slowly backed up, looking you directly into your eyes.

After he’d taken hold of your hands, he began by defusing the situation that had transpired some mere seconds ago. The girl that was tugging on him was apparently a fan of his who’d drunk one too many beers. She’d unintentionally run into him and had almost lost her balance, but as caring as he was he held onto her and that’s when she had found out his true identity. Kise tried to keep her as silent and calm as possible, but that was easier said than done. The moment you had arrived was when she had started pulling his clothes, pleading him to come to her house and sign all of her merch.

“So about that article...on that day we had a photo shooting in Shinjuku and I was asked to take a break so I wandered about and that’s when two girls came from the love hotel. I wasn’t disguised so they immediately recognized me and tried to ask me out and whatnot. They were so persistent that I told them about you...they thought I was lying and then...”

You saw his sudden change in demeanor, his jaw muscles had tensed up and his grip on your hands was harder than earlier. Kise was rarely mad at something or someone, but what you saw before you, that anger and unspoken hatred were a first for the normally cheerful young man.

“They began insulting you, saying how you were together with me just because of my looks and nothing more. How dare they talk you down to their level? Just who do they think they are?!”

You expected any random excuse but seeing him get so worked up for your sake made your heart ache and now that you knew the backstory, the pictures made more sense. Your lover explained that he’d lost his temper and had pushed the girl who’d trash-talked you against the wall, warning her to keep her mouth shut before he really lost it. Meanwhile, her friend had tried to get him away from her by pulling on his jacket, and apparently, that’s when one of the passersby shot the photo. He took a short break after telling you that and then out of nowhere he brought his face closer to your own.

“(Y/N)-cchi...that’s not all. Do you remember our phone call when you told me that I’ve changed?“ he asked and waited for your confirmation before continuing, “...well the reason I didn’t call you first and had to deal with my manager is that we considered making my relationship with you public.”

“Wh-What...?“

“I’ve had enough of people trying to flirt with me and not believing when I say that I’ve found the perfect partner already. You see...graduation is just a few months away and after that I wanted to concentrate more on our relationship, hoping that maybe you’d like to...to live together with me.“

If you weren’t shocked enough before then his proposal just know had given you the finishing blow. Your heart was beating so fast and so loud that you feared he could’ve heard it.

“Was...was this the reason you took on so many jobs?”

He noded in embarrassment. “I wouldn’t feel confident enough to propose such an idea when it seems so far away and unrealistic, so I wanted to gain some sense of stability and independence before I asked you.”

Kise continued his explanation, but you didn’t catch most of it since you were so lost in your thoughts. The man before you had taken so many overtime shifts, had sacrificed so many of your dates, had gotten himself in a scandal for your sake, and yet here you were doubting him and doing something so childish like running away from him. You bit your lower lip and jumped into his arms, silently apologizing to your lover for your presumptuous behavior. He simply returned your embrace and kissed your temple.

Sometimes, misunderstandings such as these do have their benefits...

[all-my-love-for-harry]

Show off.

summary: artemis likes to show his daddy off and harry takes every opportunity to make his son proud.

word count:

based on these requests:

"for the single parent series, could there be one where harry and the reader go to artemis’ school for like parent teacher interviews or like harry goes for a school father’s day kinda thing? thanks!"

and

"wait so what about artemis like showing his daddy off🥺 cause that bb just knows how awesome his dad is and he wants everyone to know it"

and

"For my shy little boy can you write something were parents go to schools to talk about their jobs and Artemis chooses Harry and introduces him as his that and harry gets all mushy and happy to talk about his job and tells funny/cute stories about Artemis and Y/n while they were on the road with him. Please."

and

"hi I love my shy little boy series! could you write something about Artemis calling or telling his friends at school that Harry’s his dad or like Harry attends Artemis school event??"

a/n: hi! sorry for taking so long, i haven't been inspired lately but here we are again! hope you enjoy!

you can find more of my shy little boy here

*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･:

November, 2019.

Starting on a new school has never been easy, especially if school year has already started and you’re the last one to join. Making the decision of putting Artemis in another school wasn’t an easy one, but surely the most practical one. After moving in with Harry, Artemis’ school ended up too far from home, so his parents made the decision to choose another one that was closer to their house.

It was hard at first, the poor boy would cry trying to convince his mummy to let him stay, sometimes faking having the flu or a headache. Y/N would sigh and try to explain to him how he had to put on a little effort, she understood it was hard for him to leave his teacher, his friends, a routine he was already used to. However, closing off and refusing to talk to his classmates didn’t make things better.

Slowly but surely, Artemis started to accept the changes. He started talking to a few kids, opening up to the idea of making new friends. He’d talk about what he liked, disliked and, of course, he’d talk about his mummy and daddy.

“My daddy says we treat people with kindness!”

“My mummy packs me breakfast every day.”

Those were some of the things he’d usually say to his classmates. However he held back a little when it came to talk about Harry, having his mummy explain to him before how not everybody had the best intentions when it came to them, so sometimes it was better to not say too much. But Artemis couldn’t help it, he loved his daddy too much.

One day, he was at school sitting beside one of his friends, a little girl named Allison. The teacher had giving them permission to use the last minutes of the class to do whatever they wanted, and Artemis was coloring a book next to his friend.

"What's your daddy's name?" The girl asked.

"Harry," He smiled. "Harry Styles."

Much to his surprise, the blonde girl let out a high-pitched laugh while shocking her head. “No, he isn’t.” She stated. “Harry Styles’ a rock star. That’s what my mummy says.”

Artemis furrowed. At this point, he was well aware what his daddy’s job was, but to him Harry’s always been a normal person. The man who dated his mummy and now was his dad too. “He is!” Allison just shook her head again, making her pigtails move as well. It frustrated the boy how she seemed to not believe him, when he was obviously telling the truth.

So he crossed his arms across his chest, pouting. The teacher has noticed the little disagreement the kids had, and she secretly took the girl’s side. It had been a little over a month since Artemis had arrived to the school and she was yet to meet the boy’s dad, as Y/N was always the one who picked him up. Soon enough, the parents of the children started to show up, and the classroom became emptier.

There were a few kids left besides Artemis that were still waiting to be collected when Harry showed up. He was excited to meet his son’s teacher since he wasn’t able to before, he’s been pretty busy since the album release was approaching therefore his time was being consumed by meetings and last minute trips to the studio. He walked down the hallway with a big smile on his face, looking down at all the small humans with their parents. He must admit, if there was one thing he didn’t like about Artemis’ new school, it would be the uniforms. The tiny, navy blue polo his son had to wear under the long sleeve shirt with the logo of the school embroidered on his shirt was a little too formal on his opinion, but it was part of the rules.

Harry’s smile grew at the sight of his son waiting for him. “Daddy!” Artemis was the one who spotted him first, getting up from his chair and running towards him. “You came!”

“Of course I came.” Harry said, his hands ran through the mop of curls Artemis had. “Go for your bag, I’ll say hello to your teacher.”

Artemis did what his daddy told him, and when he passed next to Allison, he made an ‘I told you so’ expression. “Told you I wasn’t a bloody liar!” The little girl opened her mouth in offense, but to be fair she didn’t believe him when he told her.

“Hi, I’m Artemis’ dad.” Harry offered the teacher a smile as they shook hands. It was still surreal to him introducing himself as a father, and it never failed to put a smile on his face. “I’m sorry I didn’t come earlier, things have been a little hectic at work and I’ve been out of town.”

“Uh, It-it’s okay. It’s nice to meet you Mr. Styles.” The woman in front of him was nervous and he was sure she wasn’t aware who Artemis’ father was. “I don’t know if you’ve received the email yet, but we’re having a small gathering with the parents on Wednesday so they could come talk about their jobs to the kids and stuff.”

He nodded. “Thank you for telling me. I’ll talk to my girlfriend about it but you’ll see either of us here.” He gave her one last smile before he took Artemis’ hand in his. “Let’s go, baby. Say bye to your teacher.”

“Bye!” The little boy waved to her before turning his attention back to his daddy. They walked outside of the school at to his car, Harry listening closely to what Artemis was telling him. “Allison didn’t believe you were my daddy!”

“She didn’t?” He asked as he lifted Artemis to put him on his car seat. “Why wouldn’t she?”

“She said her mummy told her you were a rock star or something.” He shrugged. “But you can be both right? A rock star and my daddy?”

“Of course I can be both!” He exclaimed, kissing the top of his head.

//

Harry carried Artemis’ backpack inside while the small boy ran towards the living room, in look for his mummy. “She’s in her office, mate.”

“Is she working?” Harry hummed in confirmation.

While Y/N was working in her office, Harry helped Artemis clean up before they started lunch together. When the food was ready, she finally came out of the room and went to find her boys. “Hello, darlings.” She said.

“Mummy!” Artemis ran towards his mum and gave her a hug.

The family of three ate happily, conversation never dying down because of the small bubble of joy that couldn’t stop talking with his parents. He’d talk until he became too tired he had to be put down to his afternoon nap. Harry was putting everything in the dishwasher when Y/N came back down, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind.

“I met Artemis’ teacher today.” She hummed in response. “She uh, did she tell you about the parent thingy?”

“What?”

“You know, where parents go talk to the kids about their jobs.”

“Oh, I didn’t think they’d do that.”

“Have you gone to one?”

“Yeah, last year at Artemis’ old school. It was fun.”

“It’s on Wednesday.”

“I think it will be good if you go.” Harry turned around to see her, thinking she wasn’t serious. “What? You don’t think so?”

“No, no. It’s not that. I just thought you’d want to go.”

“I’m sure Artemis would want you there, your job is more interesting.” She joked, making hum frown.

“That’s not true.”

“You’re right. But i still think you should go."

//

Taking a deep breath, Harry entered the classroom. He has has a little wardrobe crisis trying to decide what should he wear to the event. He didn't want to be too formal, quickly deciding that a suit wouldn't be the his first choice. But he didn't want to be too casual either, his job might not require a tux and a tie but showing up in sweatpants and a hoodie wasn't a choice either. So he settled for a pair brown slacks that he paired with a white button up shirt and some gucci loafers.

He wanted to make his son proud so he has also prepared for any questions the kids might have. He didn't consider his job to be more important than the others, but the children would probably be interested when a man with an unconventional job walks in.

There were already a few parents standing in one side of the classroom when he arrived, and a man was in the middle of explaining what he did for a living while standing in the middle of the room. Harry immediately spotted Artemis sitting on a chair, however he was looking around the room trying to find his daddy.

When his hazel eyes met Harry's green ones, the little boy smiled widely, glad he was finally there. Harry made him a sign, silently telling him to pay attention to the other parents until it was Harry's turn.

It had been fifteen minutes since he arrived and he was finally next in line. Currently, a middle aged woman was explaining how she was an accountant and trying to make numbers sound interesting to a bunch of five year olds. Nonetheless, Harry clapped when the woman finished talking and that encouraged the kids to clap too.

The teacher made him a sign and Harry stepped in the middle of the room. "Hello, my name's Harry."

"That's my dad!" He heard Artemis exclaim from his seat.

"That's right." He chuckled. "I'm uh, i'm a musician, which means i make music for a living." He started saying. "We all like music, right?" The children cheered. "I love music, and the reason why i do what i do is to try and make people feel something through my music." Harry was actually trying to make it interesting, so he decided to add a twist. "My job also makes me travel the world constantly."

"Have you been to Japan?" One boy asked.

"I have, yes. I like to learn from the countries I visit, and Japan is one of our favorites. Right, pal?" He looked at Artemis for confirmation. "Last time I was there, I took my family to this beautiful place to eat. Unfortunately, they didn't have forks and we had to eat everything with chopsticks. My... girlfriend didn't know how to use them, and in one wrong move she sent flying a piece of sushi to the table next to us, can you believe it?!" The kids laughed.

"What else do you do?"

"I tour the world, and bring my music anywhere I can. Have you ever been to a concert?" Some kids nodded and some others shook their heads. "Well, concerts are a lot of fun, you'll see when you get older. One time i forgot my passport at home, and couldn't get on my flight. I had a concert to give!"

"And what did you do?"

"Artemis here delivered it, right son?" The curly haired boy nodded shyly at his dad.

"Where do you get your inspiration from?" One little girl asked, raising her hand before speaking.

He smiled, not expecting that question from a child. "From life, honestly. As you get older you try and find a way of expressing yourself and art is very important. You see, there's a lot of ways we can comunicate without having an actual conversation. It can be through a painting, or a poem, perhaps even dancing. I chose to do it on a song. What i write about? Things that makes me happy. And what makes me happy? Well, that's easy. My family."

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[brokenmusicboxwolfe]

I want a movie with debunkers the heroes, not the anti-science, mystic mumbo jumbo scam artists! Yes, I have just tried to watch a Conjuring movie. And every time they go back to our “heroes” or belittle the idea of doubters I get so damn pissed off I want to throw stuff at the screen!

Look, I get fiction needs to be able to play in the impossible. I adore science fiction, fantasy, and all that in surreal and hallucinatory. But that doesn’t mean fiction has to encourage the already too common belief that skeptics, scientists, and the like are the fools for not having some sort of blind faith in the irrational!

Really, you CAN have skeptics and scientists in supernatural horror, just have them using some sort of an evidence based system to prove it exists and figure out the rules. See, that’s not so hard. You don’t have to suggest that having a brain that questions is a damn weakness!!

I get tired of the conservative, pro-faith, anti-science agenda lurking in so much fiction. The blind faith crowd already dominate, so the rest of us don’t need them to be encouraged more into mocking us for asking for a modicum of scientific proof of outrageous claims.

Yes, I am sensitive on the subject.

The rural south is not a fun place for the doubter. I grew up when my local community saw devil worshipers in everything from our annual Halloween Carnival to a Star of David someone spray painted on a sign. In fact, celebrating Halloween was all but killed in the town, and it has reached the point if I get one trick or treater it’s a good year. My parents, who had degrees in area of science, were treated as outsiders to be shunned while preachers that were actual abusive assholes were respected because they were “men of god”. I was told that people like me, atheists and agnostics, were secretly devil worshipers being nice just to trick them so we could steal their souls. They believed Ouija boards, Dungeons and Dragons, and certain kinds or rock music would bring on the demons….seriously. They believed faith was everything and doubt, questions, needing evidence, or having an imagination were flaws the devil would exploit.

These people would once upon a time have happily stoned a non-believer like me to death. They do NOT need encouragement!

I know, I know. It isn’t still the 1980s, and a micro small town isn’t the whole world. I am sure there are some very religious people out there that haven’t decided shutting off their brains is a proof of faith. I just never seem to get to see my side ever reflected except as characters that need to be “cured” of their lack of faith or figures to be ridiculed. And the religious hardly need MORE fiction to glorify them.

It’s my own fault. I should have researched enough to know that these are loosely inspired by frequently debunked hauntings and feature ultra religious protagonists. But golly, people love these movies and I am kind of out of horror classics to watch. I must jumped in. These weren’t made for me. Give me the original The Haunting or The Innocents or even the original Suspiria any day!

Also, I suppose I just have to accept that certain sorts of horror movies don’t work with me, simply because they rely on a certain level of subconscious belief I’m just not wired for. Oh, sure, jump scares, music that cues you that the big “scary” is coming, and some nice creepy cinematography can make a movie fun for even folks like me. But I am not going to find them “scary”.

It’s like The Exorcist is utterly hilarious (other than the medical scenes, thanks to my phobia) for me, yet most people find is extremely scary. I can’t help it if I don’t get why people take it so dang seriously, I mean spinning heads? It’s silly!!!!!

As for The Conjuring 2, ignoring the anti- skeptic agenda (hard to do) , it’s sooo horror by the book. Like, look at the way the camera moves. Obviously, there is gonna be a **Booga Wooga moment over the shoulder when it swings back. It would at least be startling if they wouldn’t telegraph every single scare moment with music! Yawn. Then it just got eye-rollingly hilarious

For the record I DO find some horror movies, even with stuff I don’t believe in, scary. They just have to work a bit harder, a bit more subtly. And movies with things that COULD be real, like serial killers, I avoid entirely. For instance, I will never, ever, watch The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. The closer to what humans can do, the more frightening.

But this? Not scary, just predictable, increasingly funny…. and annoying. REALLY annoying!

** I use the word for small moments that the makers of a movie or show expect you to find very scary. I call them “Booga Wooga” because many years ago a supposedly reputable main stream news show did a thing on a “real” exorcism. What we actually saw was an obviously mentally disturbed girl being interacted with by people that clearly went in with a strong religious agenda. One of their “chilling” moments involved the supposedly possessed girl saying “Booga Wooga!” Really! Like something a four year old would say after jumping out from behind a tree. The show was a disturbing bit of exploitation of a kid by network tv, and hardly convincing proof of anything the slightest bit supernatural. All it did was make me lose all respect for that program, especially since I think it was still the era of the satanic panic so it seemed extra irresponsible. . And, of course, give me this term.

BOOGA WOOGA!! (Ohhhhh, did I scare you?)

[myriadxofxmuses]

18. Clare and Oscar 🤣🤣🤣 39. For Em and Jace

From X

18. Roller skating

It was a rare and lazy weekday. Emily was  scrolling through her phone, only half interested, while Jace finished up some lightweight motrocycle work.

"Let's do something," Em told him, putting her phone away and getting up to make her way to him. She leaned against the work table he was at and glanced at what he was working on. "We hardly ever get this much free time together during the week," she adds with a soft sigh. "I don't want to miss the opportunity to hang out with my best friend," she added with a smile.  

Her memories began to swim through nostalgia of days past where every day was lazy and unfilled. Of her younger days of walks through the woods and playdates at the park and birthday parties set with bouncehouses or at roller rinks.

"I have the perfect idea for a sponatanious midweek date," she told him enticingly with excitment in her eyes.  "Roller skating," she revealed."I haven't been since I was a kid, but I remember it being fun as hell."

The hapy memories were also bittersweet, her brother never able to experience even one birthday party - his involvement with their father planned since he found out he was having a boy. Emily wished he would have listened to his mother more when she begged to let the two of them have as normal of a childhood as they could. It was the only thing she ever heard her parents argue over.

"Come on, she gently pleaded. "I won't take no for an answer," she told him playfully.

She knew that there was a high probability that the two of them would just be falling all over the place. But it would be fun. She just knew it.

"There's a rink not far from here. I've seen it a few times on the way to the shop and it should be pretty deserted this time of day,  which means we may have the whole place to ourselves," she started convincing him, leaning in slightly to him insinuating some afternoon delight. "What'd you say?"

39. Exploring castles together

He had to admit, Japan was just as beautiful as she imagined it would be. Oscar had heard her gush about one day seeing the lanscape, trying the food, seeing every temple available, all of it. Clare's excitement over the possibilty of the overseas trip was enough for him to book it.

And he had spared no expense for their trip. His FBI contact hooked him up with a great deal on first class tickets for the couple. He'd set up a stay in one of the most romantic and surreal temples. He researched the best food and shopping offered, making sure to have enough time to hit as many spots as she wanted. There was even a cooking class he'd signed them up for. Although just how good they would end up being at making sushi and dumplings was still to be seen - the two of them not the best at culinary skills. It was going to be more special than she could ever imagine and he wanted everything to be perfect.

As they strolled through the temple grounds of Kiyomizu Temple, Oscar's nerves on edge. His stomach was in knots. He became more and more unsure of himself the longer they walked. His mind raced over every negative outcome for what was to come and he swallowed the growing insecurity of failure thickly. He had never felt this way before. Settling down was just not in his repertoire, but Clare made it seem more than possible. It was unfamiliar territory he was both terrified and excited to explore with her.

He checked the pamphlet trying to distract his derailing thoughts and read it off to Clare.

"Kiyomizu Temple is known for their waterfall," he told her as he figured out which direction it was in. "And it is believed if you drink from it will bring many spiritual benefits such as longevity, success, and love," he went on reading to her, wrapping his arms around her waist once he replaced the brochure in his pocket.

He pressed a kiss to the crook of her neck and rested his head against her shoulder. If that was true then it would greatly benefit his ulterior, yet good motive for this trip.

"Thirsty?" he asked with slight playfulness, swaying her gently. "It's just right up that way," he told her pointing in its direction." We could drink from cupid's pool and test out their theory," he offered lightheartedly, giving her a slight squeeze before letting her go. His hand slid easily into hers and he began leading her that way before she could deny him. His free hand went to his pocket and fidgeted with the small, yet hugely important secret he'd been keeping since he started planning this trip.

[seelestia]

that's what i get for always spending time with him i guess lmao and yes ofc you're v v welcome to invade my inbox anytime you so wish <3

the two hu taos running around is sure to turn anyone's hair grey lol i can't for the life of me imagine the shenanigans you're both up to when put together /j

ah the social status gap ;;;; THAT'S 3 TROPES IN ONE HLDJSFLKSJDL OH MY LORD i can already taste the bitter angst at the tip of my tongue....

I THINK SO lol black + blue palette on ayato... and with all the signature fatui accessories... gosh. i really can't. any artists seeing this, if you ever want to draw it please tag me 🙏🏻 yeah no the moment he starts liking your presence you're locked in for life sis i am so sorry- /j

that's so fast sldkjfsldf i'm still on part 2 atm and i probably won't continue anytime soon cause of vacation plans sobsob

the rng gods blessed you with that one lollll nahh i am hopeless at building characters i tell you. i have no idea what i'm doing 80% of the time 🤣 i'm just here for the lore and music/voice and zhongli ✨

literally us:

"a child holding a bomb is two terrible signs manifested into one." i am dead, deceased, wheezing, tearing up with laughter-

oh al haitham is coming home whether he wants it or not 😈 i think i might skip 3.1 banners entirely in favor of saving up... the remelting tablet has got me hooked on ayato's playstyle so i'm eyeing for when he reruns too. probably not gonna be soon but still... also i want scara when he comes out solely bc his jp va lmao (and on that note, maybe childe hmmm)

definitely, more chars >>>>>>> constellations!!! yeah that's actually a good thinking hahah being on guaranteed is fun but also stressful sometimes.... my brother is at 60 pity rn and he actually wanted dori but he doesn't dare to pull bc he doesn't like ganyu or kokomi's playstyle lol rip

oooo strawberry and passionfruit tea, those sounds gooooood <3

i imagine zhongli very much approves of our tea addiction lol

atp, you should put copying zhongli's speech to a tee as your hidden talent 😭 i guess, this is what happens when you write for him sm, huh?? + all that listening to his voicelines, uh-huhhh 👀 i cannot blame you for that will also be me when i get ayato 🚶 (the day i start using, "ah, yes. naturally." like him is the day you'd know i've gone off of the deep end /j)

i may make your hair grey, but you will love me either way, right??? *innocently bats eyelashes* (/lh) hu tao and lia in one room would fr be the most effective aging process because i'd honestly laugh at her jokes and then add on to them 😭 also, i vividly recall that one time when zhongli did his osmanthus wine idle and i just absentmindedly responded, "i think your friends are six feet under tho". THE SILENCE AFTERWARDS WAS SO LOUD. idk how i can be both chaotic and chill at the same time (is this where my venti side comes out /j)

a love triangle with ayato and thoma is such a concept 🙏 but with a more realistic twist to it and with that, comes the harsh realization that reality brings. after all, a fairytale-like love is pleasant to indulge in; an escape, an almost surreal-like lantern of hope but you can't keep your head buried in books forever, can you? reality where capitalism reigns (/j) will always call, whether you wish to turn a blind eye to it or not. MMM, REALITY, THE ENEMY OF DAYDREAMERS *hiss* 🤺 (/lh)

fatui!ayato, what an enigma (don't lock me up, please. at least, let rin jie visit me because she'll help bail me out /j) 👀 yeahhh, you can't escape him if he's locked onto you <//3 which makes me think about how he'd be as your ex... i feel like ayato would be that smiling yet salty on the inside + passive aggressive ex. LOLLL he would 100% sneakily trip your new partner in public and extend an oh-so gracious and concerned helping hand to them (wowww, talk about sneaky).

rin jie, the only thing keeping me going with the quests is the aranara's <//3 i just divided the quests neatly, so i followed the process of completing at least one or two quests per day — THIS WAS EXACTLY HOW I DID MY STUDYING AND I GOT WAR FLASHBACKS FROM MY LAST EXAMS 😭 i love it when i apply my studying technique to long genshin quests, hehehe 🥸🏃 (/s)

who cares about meta because even at ar 50+, we're just cruising thru 🏂 does your brother beg to differ with his op builds??? we shall abandon him. (/j) i still remember when you told me he started building diluc after the new skin was released LOLLL and speaking of !! have you read up on enkanomiya's lore yet??? because remember my boy, caelin?? i think i might post his profile soon 👀 but absolutely dw if you haven't, the lore related to enkanomiya is only in the trivia section at the very end~

YEAHHHH, the way we are saving for both al-haitham and ayato 🤝 no because i was so happy when i saw ayato in the fayz trials + remelting tablet event 😭 the way he does his normal attacks, hello??? it was enjoyable being an ayato main even for a few minutes, i'm getting a taste of my future <//3 but let's wish scara and al-haitham won't be on the same banner because that shall be your true test + you're softening up to childe, it aeems??? 👀