#so fun fact i drew this on the monday

[tiredwiredanduninspired]

Serious art I made at my serious art university

[billdenbrough]

caroljess + stardust

microfic monday

CAROL/JESS • marvel • STARDUST

saz sent in caroljess and i immediately started thinking about carol as a cosmic entity and jess, while super, as a largely grounded kinda hero. then i started thinking about carol’s memories and getting sad again and then i was just wailing over them in general and this happened lmao

[roosterforme]

Batting Practice Part 17 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: Bradley keeps making up little excuses to see you every day, not wanting his winning streak to end just yet. And when Everett is the one benefitting from these plans, it just makes you want your boyfriend even more. But when Frank embarrasses you in front of Bradley, you feel like the winning streak is coming to an end. 

Warnings: Smut, fluff, angst and swearing

Length: 3600 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female single!mom Reader

Check my masterlist for more Top Gun fun! Batting Practice masterlist.

The fact that you didn't have to wait even an entire day to see Bradley after he slept over made you feel so good. But the amount of work you managed to get through was laughable, even for a Monday, because you couldn't stop thinking about him. When you picked Everett up from school and drove to the ballfield, both of you were buzzing with excitement. 

"Coach Bradley makes good pancakes," Everett said. "Not to be rude, but they are better than the ones you make."

You took a deep breath and glanced at him in the rearview mirror as you pulled into the parking lot. "Ev, are you sure you're okay with Bradley spending more time with us? Like maybe being at our house for dinners and breakfasts?"

"Yeah! He's going to help me with baseball stuff and math homework."

He was going to stick around. You made him work for his apology, because you were scared, but he was sincere. It struck you that Bradley was already so much more dependable and loving than Danny had ever been, and that made your heart ache for Everett. Maybe you should reconsider your current arrangement with your ex.

Bradley was jogging up to meet you as you parked next to his Bronco, and he was opening your door and leaning in to kiss you before you turned the engine off. 

"I missed you, Kitten," he whispered before his lips met yours, and he ran his fingers along the chain of your necklace. You looked up at him and smiled as Everett scrambled out of the backseat, and soon he was standing beside Bradley, right next to your door. 

"Did you have a good day at school?" Bradley asked him, turning Everett's hat backwards so they matched. 

"It was kind of dumb compared to the Phillies game."

Bradley nodded very seriously at him. "Most things are."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

You laughed. They were like twins in their interests and love of baseball. "Let's go get your cleats on, Ev." But to your surprise, Bradley did up Everett's shoes on the bleachers, then sent him over to Bob, and then kissed you. Right in front of everyone. A long, lingering kiss, after which he whispered in your ear how much he loved having a sleepover with you. 

And then he was gone, and the matching scowls on the faces of Sandra and Tara had you giddy.

"Holy hell," Molly gasped, walking up behind you. "When I didn't hear from you last night, I figured that was a good thing."

You hugged your sister and kissed her cheek and whispered. "I have a boyfriend." She smiled at you and took your hand. Then you sat together and watched both of the coaches while you cheered for Everett.

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When Bradley walked you and Everett to your car, he caught sight of Molly and Bob making out in the parking lot. He figured another family pizza night would be in his future. And he wanted nothing more than to be making out with you, but there would be time for that later. 

"Thanks for packing me a lunch today," he whispered, pushing you up against your car door after Everett was buckled in. He pictured the brown paper bag with Coach written on one side with a bunch of hearts. 

"Oh, did you like that?" 

"All the guys were so jealous," he said with a smirk, pinning your hips in place with his big hands. "They had to eat cafeteria food, and nobody drew hearts for them."

Your laughter as he kissed your neck made him smile. "I'll pack you a lunch whenever you sleep over."

"You're never gonna get rid of me," he whispered, sucking on the spot just below your ear. The idea of not seeing you and Everett tomorrow had him inviting you to visit him on base right away. "If you want to bring Everett to North Island after you pick him up from school tomorrow, I'd love to show you guys off."

You laughed as you opened your car door. "Don't you mean show off your jet?"

"No. Show you off."

You ran your hand along his abs, caressing him through his sweaty shirt. Bradley kissed you one more time as you climbed in. 

"So you'll come?" he asked, leaning down as you buckled your seatbelt. 

You smirked and turned toward Everett. "Bradley invited us to visit the Naval base tomorrow after school. Wanna go?"

His eyes went wide as he bounced in his seat. "Yes! I've wanted to go since Career Day! All my friends think I'm the coolest because I invited the best adult!"

Bradley laughed and said, "I'll see you both tomorrow."

When he arrived on base on Tuesday and told everyone that you and Everett were going to visit that afternoon, Nat started freaking out. 

"What does this mean, Rooster?" she asked, looking at him with hopeful eyes. 

"It means Hangman managed to help my unfuck everything up after he fucked it up."

Jake smirked. "I am sorry. But you shouldn't let me around your cute girlfriend. That goes for you too, Bob."

"So you're both officially dating the sisters?" Nat asked with a grin.

"Yes," Bradley and Bob said in unison, and Bradley noticed how flushed Bob's cheeks were. 

Jake snorted. "Sounds like a porno. Are you two gonna switch hit?" he asked, and Nat elbowed him so hard in the ribs, Bradley thought he heard something snap. 

"What?" Bob asked innocently. "What does that mean?"

"It means Jake is a pig and he's about to shut the fuck up for the rest of the day," Nat said loudly while Bradley shook his head.

"Seriously, can you keep your mouth shut in front of her this time? And her son? The last thing I need is you teaching him something filthy."

Jake winced and rubbed his side while he drawled, "You don't want me rubbing off on your stepson?"

Eight weeks ago, the idea of anything even close to a stepson in Bradley's life would have been laughable. But now, the thought didn't bother him at all. He was actually warming up to it more and more. 

"No. I do not. Keep your mouth shut."

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The security protocols to get onto the base at Top Gun were extensive. You had to wait while someone with a dog searched your car, and someone else checked underneath it with mirrors. Everett practically vibrated in his booster seat when he saw the security dog, but you told him over and over again that he wasn't allowed to touch a working dog. 

But when you finally pulled into the visitor's parking area, Bradley was standing on the curb with Bob, waiting for you. And they were both wearing their flight suits. You were staring, you knew you were, but the way that thing fit Bradley was a real treat. And when he opened your door for you and pulled you right into his arms, you kissed him immediately. 

"Hi, Kitten," he whispered, his voice as deep as it was when he was tangled up in bed with you, and you forgot for a second why you were here. "Ready for a quick tour?"

"Yeah," you told him, while you followed Bob and Everett inside to a hangar filled with jets and equipment. You listened to Bradley and Bob explain what everything was, and you watched Bob help Everett climb up into one of the cockpits.

"Okay, okay!" Everett called out as you took his picture. "This is as cool as the Phillies game!" Obviously this was just going to add fuel to his fire; Everett already thought Bradley was the coolest adult in existence, but now you'd never hear the end of it. 

"If you think that's fun," Bradley told him, scooping Everett up for a piggy back ride, "just wait until you get to sit in my Super Hornet."

"Does it have your name on the side?" he asked in awe.

"We looked up some information online," you told Bradley and Bob. "And now he's a little obsessed with how they paint the pilot's and weapon systems officer's name and call sign on the side."

And then you stopped talking, because as soon as you exited out the far side of the hangar, you were confronted by a row of absolutely massive jets all lined up in a precise row. 

"Whoa!" Everett shouted from his perch on Bradley's back. "That one's yours!"

You looked where Everett was pointing and saw the jet with LT BRADLEY BRADSHAW "ROOSTER" emblazoned on the side. And Bradley's friend Nat was sitting in the cockpit waving down at everyone. You watched your son wave to her with a smile on his face. 

"Hi, Everett!" she called down. "Check it out! We gave you your own call sign!"

You and Everett watched as she unrolled a huge sheet of paper with Everett's name followed by "GRAND SLAM" written on it, and let it cover Bradley's name.

"Oh my goodness!" you gasped, smiling while Everett cheered. 

"I have a call sign!"

"Do you like it?" Bob asked. "You hit the ball so hard at practice, we thought it was fitting." 

"It's so cool," Everett told him, still wide eyed as Bradley carried him over to the jet. You stood next to Bob and watched Bradley help Everett climb up the ladder, and then Nat helped him into the cockpit with her.

"I've never seen him this happy before," you said, shaking your head and taking another picture. 

Bob laughed and adjusted his glasses. "I've never seen Bradley this happy before."

Your smile grew as you listened to Bradley and Nat explain all of the controls. "Well, I've never seen Molly as happy as she is now."

The endearing touch of pink that tinted Bob's cheeks had you positively certain that your sister had this man wrapped around her fingers. "Molly is..." He swallowed hard. "Well... your sister..." he started. "Yeah. I'm happy, too."

"If everyone is happy, we should try to keep it that way," you told him, and that's when you noticed Jake strolling over. 

He nodded at you while Bob shot him a warning look. "You better be nice to Team Mom," he warned. 

But Jake just held up his hands as you turned away from him to glance up at Bradley, Nat and Everett. "I want to apologize," Jake drawled, and you looked at him with a smirk. "I spoke out of turn last time I saw you, and I'm sorry. Clearly that man is into moms," he said, jerking his thumb in Bradley's direction. 

You snorted. "Apology accepted."

Bradley eventually helped Everett down the ladder with the promise of visiting the popcorn machine in the lounge. When you grabbed Bradley's hand and pulled him closer, you whispered, "I wouldn't be upset if you wanted to stop by my place for a bit after Ev is in bed later."

The look on Bradley's face let you know that he knew exactly what you had in mind. 

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Bradley had been in your house for about thirty seconds when you worked the zipper down the front of his flight suit and sunk to the floor in front of him.

"Oh, fuck," he groaned, shrugging out of the sleeves as you pulled his cock out of his underwear and wrapped your lips around him. You were still all made up from work and the visit to base, but you'd changed into sweatpants and a sports bra. Bradley reached down to rub your peaked nipples through the thin fabric while your red lips gilded expertly over his length. "Jesus, Kitten."

You just hummed and looked up at him as your tongue swirled in a delicious circle that had him taking a deep breath. You bobbed your mouth along, your eyes locked on his, watching him come undone for you. Hands on his thighs, you occasionally teased his balls with your fingernails. And when he got a little rough with his hands at the back of your head, you just moaned around him, letting him hit the back of your throat. 

But Bradley almost passed out when he growled, "I'm so close." Because you popped him out of your mouth and pumped your hand along his length while you opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out for him. The sight of his cum painting your lips, tongue and cheeks white had him thrusting into your hand. A sound halfway between a laugh and a surprised gasp escaped his lips as you looked up at him, a drop of his cum falling from your lip onto your tongue. 

And then you were sucking on the tip of his softening dick like a lollipop, and Bradley's eyes drifted closed. "It's not my birthday. I didn't get promoted. Today was just a Tuesday, but that felt like an extra special treat."

"How do you know every blowjob I give you won't be just like that one?" you asked with a smile as Bradley swiped his cum from your cheek with two fingers. 

You sucked them into your mouth while he moaned. "Kitten."

Once you had licked up every last drop, Bradley pulled you to your feet and kissed you. "It was kind of an extra special treat," you told him as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "For today. And the Phillies game, too. Every time you're sincerely sweet to Everett, it makes me insanely horny for you, Bradley."

"I love that kid," he replied as he nipped along your lips. "And I love you, too."

Bradley wanted to sleep over, but it was late, and Wednesday was his early morning. But he followed you up to your bathroom, and watched you take off your makeup and brush your teeth. And then he tucked you in bed with a kiss to your forehead. "I will sleep over a different night," he promised, and then he paused in your doorway as you looked at him, all snuggled in your plush bedding. "Okay if I go check on Ev?"

"Yes," you whispered, looking at him like you were ready to climb out of bed and suck him off again. Bradley could get used to this. Surprise blowjobs and packed lunches and baseball in the park. You and Ev.

When he quietly walked down the hallway and peeked inside Everett's bedroom, he watched his small, strong body rise and fall with each breath. He glanced around and then smiled when he saw that you or Everett hand hung up the banner with Everett's call sign. It was just a big roll of paper. If Everett really liked having an honorary call sign, Bradley would get him something that said Grand Slam on it for him. 

Before Bradley left, he walked back into your bedroom where you were nearly asleep. He kissed you while you smiled against his lips. "Good night," he whispered but you grabbed his hand when he turned to leave. 

"I left something on the kitchen counter for you. It's in an envelope."

"What is it?" he asked. 

You held his eye contact for a beat before you said, "A house key."

Bradley's heart skipped a beat, and when he finally managed to make his way downstairs, he grabbed the envelope that said Coach in your handwriting. Then he locked up behind himself when he left.

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You had given Bradley a key to your house after you'd been dating him for a matter of days. Probably barely forty eight hours. But when you got to work on Wednesday morning, Bradley texted you a picture of his keyring resting in his palm, and there was your house key, shining in the sunlight. And then you stopped caring that it seemed quick.

When your stomach started growling, you realized it was after lunchtime, and before you could even process what that meant, there was a knock on your office door. And then Frank was in your personal space. 

"I didn't see you before. Did you skip lunch?" he asked, watching your every movement as you stood up behind your desk and straightened out your lace top underneath your blazer. 

"I'm not hungry," you lied. "Is there something I can help you with, Frank?" 

He shrugged and sat on the edge of your desk. "I just miss you. I thought I would go pick up a sandwich or something if you wanted me to. I would be happy to."

Your stomach growled loudly at the mere mention of a sandwich, completely giving you away. But then you heard another blessed knock on your door, and you loudly told whomever it was to come in. 

"Bradley!" you exclaimed when you saw your boyfriend standing there eyeing up Frank as you rushed around your desk to get to him. "What are you doing here?" you asked softly. He wrapped his right arm around your waist while he held a bag and a bouquet of flowers in his left hand. 

"I missed you, Kitten," he replied. "I wanted to keep my streak going. I'm up to four days in a row of seeing you now."

You were about to kiss him when Frank cleared his throat loudly. You turned to look at the confused expression on his face, but Bradley didn't budge at all. Instead Bradley pressed his lips to your neck and teased you while you awkwardly considered Frank. 

"Uh, Frank... this is Bradley," you said on a breathy sigh. 

"Her boyfriend," Bradley added, finally releasing your neck and heading for Frank. "Fred, was it?" he asked as they shook hands, and Frank sputtered for a moment before correcting him. 

"Are you her kid's coach?" Frank asked, eyeing Bradley's solid form warily. 

"Yeah," he replied. "I'm Everett's tee ball coach."

"Huh," Frank grunted before he turned to look at you. "Didn't think you'd be into a jock."

You smiled and said, "He's a Naval aviator, actually. Didn't you notice the uniform?"

Frank skimmed his gaze briefly over Bradley before strolling over to you and saying, "Why don't you let me take you out for lunch? I know you're hungry."

"Frank. No," you said, shaking your head. "No. I don't want to get lunch with you. I've been telling you no for a while."

Bradley laughed from his spot at your desk. "I'm pretty sure she already ditched you for me weeks ago, Fred. Just leave her alone, man."

"I had sex with her on that desk," Frank blurted out loudly, and you could feel the embarrassment wash over your skin. You could barely look at Bradley. He knew you'd been with Frank, but you didn't want him thinking about Frank when he pictured you sitting at your desk. 

"Probably the best two minutes of your life, huh Fred?" he asked casually, closing the distance to you and scooping you up. You squeaked as you braced one hand against his service pins while you wrapped the other around his neck. He just smiled at you as he said, "Now get the fuck out. And close the door behind you."

You saw Frank's back retreating through the door as Bradley deposited you in your desk chair and opened the bag he had brought. You audibly moaned as you saw a sandwich, some pretzels and a bottle of iced tea appear on your desk. 

"I thought you might be hungry," he said as you took a huge bite out of the sandwich and nodded. "And I wanted to bring you these flowers."

You swallowed your food and told him, "Tulips are my favorite!"

"I know," he said, kissing your forehead. "I made Bob text Molly to find out. I'll remember from now on, Kitten. But I need to get back to work."

You popped up and hugged him, took a breath and whispered, "You know what Frank said? About my desk?" 

"Yeah," Bradley replied quietly, rubbing his hand up inside your blazer. 

"That was the time I was thinking about you. I couldn't stop thinking about you."

Bradley's smile was smug, and now you felt less embarrassed. 

"Next time, I'll stop by for a longer visit," he promised.

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After practice on Thursday, Bradley settled into a seat at the same pizza place again, but this time Nat was there too. He was a little sweaty and dirty, but so were Bob and Everett, and you didn't hesitate to let Bradley touch you. 

"Hi," you whispered with a smile as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders. Bradley watched you turn away from him to continue your conversation with Nat while Everett played tic-tac-toe on the paper tablecloth with Bob. Molly was writing Everett's name in big bubble letters from him to color in, and the waitress was dropping off a pitcher of beer and some apple juice. 

When your warm palm came to rest on Bradley's thigh just above his knee, he exhaled a deep breath and let himself appreciate how good it felt to have a little family again. Thankfully he'd had Nat around for a long time, but having Bob gave him another person he knew he could trust. And Molly was a spitfire, but now he was starting to appreciate the way your sister always stood up for you and Everett. 

As the enormous pizza was dropped off, Bradley started to cut a slice in half to make it easier for Everett to eat. You watched his every movement as everyone else started to grab slices and pour more drinks. 

"What?" he asked you softly as your eyes followed the plate that he handed to Everett. "You want me to cut your pizza up too, Kitten?" he asked teasingly. 

But you just leaned in and kissed him until Molly had to pretend like she was gagging on her food. 

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Coach just wanted to show them off! And Frank, you loser, she doesn't want you! She upgraded! Thanks to @beyondthesefourwalls and @mak-32!

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SECRET SANTA

All my works are 14+ ONLY. If you’re under 14 DO NOT interact with me or any of my works

Pairing: Fashion designer!Hongjoong x fashion designer!fem reader

Word count: 3,170

Note: Since December is starting soon I thought it would be the perfect time to start posting Christmas imagines from 2021. Since this imagine originated on Wattpad, there will not be any continuations

You sat at your station, your half-finished sketch left abandoned and forgotten, your eyes following Hongjoong as he made his way through the massive room, collecting different fabrics for his next masterpiece. The outfit he wore was flawless, as usual—he was flawless. His choppy mullet was tousled perfectly, he wore a black bleach-stained shirt; the collar had been cut, making it hang lower, showing off his beautifully sculpted collarbones and that adorable mole at the base of his neck. On top of the shirt was a leather jacket paired with ripped black jeans and chunky boots.

A pair of hands slammed onto your desk as a body blocked your view. Glancing up, you saw your coworker, Minghao, with a Santa hat in hand.

"Move." You waved your hand in a shooing gesture. "You're blocking the view."

"You can stop staring at Hongjoong long enough to put your name in the hat."

"What?"

"Put your name in the hat. It's for secret Santa."

"I'm not into the whole secret Santa thing."

"Come on. You get three gifts, one on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, plus we're having a big party to end the week."

You gave an indifferent hum in response.

"Hongjoong signed up for it." Minghao mentioned in a sing-song voice.

"If I put my name in the stupid hat, will you let me continue staring at him?"

"Of course."

You quickly scribble your name down on a small piece of paper, dropping it into the hat.

"Thank you." Minghao grinned, sauntering away.

Once he left, Hongjoong had already returned to his station, which wasn't a problem because you had a perfect view of him.

You'd always admired Hongjoong for his killer style and out-of-the-box ideas. You admit, you've only spoken to him a handful of times, so you don't know him that well, but every conversation you've shared with him has been a good one.

Later that day, the names in the hat were shuffled around and every employee drew a slip of paper from the hat. You unfolded your paper seeing the name Taehyung scrawled on it. You were familiar with Taehyung and knew he would be pretty easy to buy for. In fact, you already had a few things in mind.

"Alright." Your boss clasped his hands together. "Now that everyone has drawn a name, I'll go over the rules. Gifts will be given Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. We have a ₩60,000 (about $50) limit on each gift. You don't have to spend that amount, but try not to go over if you can. The presents will be collected under the Christmas tree over here and distributed to everyone at the end of the work day. Sound good?"

Everyone nodded in understanding.

"Okay, good. Secret Santa starts in two weeks, so you've got time to shop. Have fun."

A couple weeks passed and you had purchased three gifts for Taehyung and had them all wrapped neatly. You carried gift number one into work with you, placing it underneath the tree before heading over to your station. You stopped when you saw a gift sitting on your desk. You picked up the small box, examining it.

You wondered why the gift was on your desk and not underneath the tree and why your secret Santa would put it there. Glancing around, you decided to go ahead and open it.

You pulled the paper back, revealing a small black box with a sticky note on the top that read: To Y/n. Upon removing the lid, you saw a beautiful pair of earrings and a matching necklace. Your eyes widened as you ran your fingers over the flashy jewelry. There was no way what you held in your hand was worth just ₩60,000. You glanced around the room again to see if anyone was watching, but everyone seemed to be busy doing their own thing.

You couldn't think of anyone that would buy you such an extravagant gift, let alone leave it on your desk.

With no answers to your many questions, you decided to just get to work. You had a few sketches you worked on in the past weeks and had started making a blouse. You headed over to the fabric wall and began picking out the ones you needed. Once you had all the materials at your station, you got to work.

The day seemed to pass by fairly quickly and before you knew it, your boss was handing out secret Santa presents. Since you already opened yours, you watched for Taehyung to get his. Once the present was placed on his desk, he started unwrapping it. His mouth dropped open when he pulled out canvases and a paint set equipped with brushes, an easel, and even a palette for the paint.

You tried to hold back your smile as you watched him pull out the small note you typed up.

You then turned your attention to Hongjoong who had just finished unwrapping his gift. It was some sort of sweater, which didn't seem to be his style. Your face twisted in slight distaste as you saw it. If it were you, you would have gotten him a more edgier-looking sweater, or even a beret. You've seen him wear them before and would assume he'd enjoy receiving one as a gift.

Everyone got ready to leave for the day, you decided to walk up and talk to Hongjoong.

"Hey." You greeted.

"Hi, Y/n."

Your heart melted when he said your name. It sounded so beautiful and melodic when it came from him.

"Nice sweater." You told him.

"Thanks. It's..." He trailed off, giving you a wary glance.

"Don't worry. I'm not your secret Santa." You assured him.

"Ah." He seemed relieved. "Well, it's honestly not my style, but I'm sure I'll find a way to dress it up." He smiled.

"I'm sure you will. You're extremely talented."

He let out a tiny chuckle, glancing at the floor for a moment. "Thank you. So, what did your secret Santa get you?"

"Jewelry. Expensive-looking jewelry too. They also left it on my desk."

"Really?" He raised a brow. "What does the jewelry look like?"

"Here." You dug around in your bag, pulling out the tiny box and opening it.

"Wow." He marveled. "That's beautiful."

"It is. It's my style as well. Makes me curious about what else my secret Santa has in store."

"Well, let's hope they get you stuff you like."

"I'll be thankful no matter what I get." You smiled. "Anyway, I'm gonna head home. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah." Hongjoong smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow."

When secret Santa day two rolled around, you placed your present for Taehyung underneath the tree and headed to your work station as per usual.

Sitting on your desk was a sizable box wrapped in metallic deep blue wrapping, a white bow on top. You placed your hand over your mouth, glancing around the workplace. You lifted the small tag on the box, reading the writing on it.

I don't like following rules.

- Your Secret Santa

You debated about wether you wanted to open it right away or just wait. After debating for a moment, you decided to hold off and be patient. However, you found it hard to concentrate as you worked on the blouse. Your eyes kept drifting over to the shiny gift sitting on your desk.

Whoever has been leaving presents at your workspace seems to be a risk-taker, as they're coming in and leaving the gift, chancing getting caught by someone. You could only assume they were arriving before everyone else and making sure no one saw them.

"Ooh." You heard someone say.

You placed your needle onto your desk, turning to see no other than Minghao.

"What?" You asked.

"That shiny gift on your desk." He pointed with a grin.

"It's from my secret Santa."

"Why didn't they put it under the tree?"

"Beats me." You shrugged.

"You're not opening it now?"

"No. I opened the first one as soon as I came into work Monday, but I'm holding back for this one."

"You sure?" Minghao asked.

"Yes, I'm sure. I'm gonna be patient."

"Okay, then. Good luck with your blouse." He waved, returning to his own work station.

The end of the work day approached and it was time for secret Santa once again.

You watched as everyone's gifts were handed out, deciding to watch Taehyung open his again.

You knew how much Taehyung loved his dog, Yeontan, so today's gift was a matching top you made for him and his beloved pet. You used beautiful brown and beige printed fabric and made a button down shirt and a mini version for Yeontan. A bright and brilliant boxy smile spread across Taehyung's features as he saw his gift. You couldn't hold back your own bright smile as you saw his reaction. It made you feel like you'd done a pretty good job of choosing his gifts thus far.

After seeing Taehyung open his gift you went to open yours. Unlike Monday's gift, this one didn't have to be unwrapped. The box and lid itself were wrapped separately so all you had to do was remove the top. Upon removing the lid, you saw a pair of heels. They were black suede platforms with a block heel. There were two straps on them; one strap to go across the toes and one to buckle around the ankle. They were simple, but beautiful and seemed like they'd be easy to walk in, which was perfect for you.

You lifted one of the shoes from the box, examining it and checking the size.

"These are my size." You muttered to yourself.

Placing the shoe back into the box, you put the lid on it and began to gather your things.

You were going to say goodbye to Hongjoong, but he was already gone.

Secret Santa day three rolled around and you weren't sure what else to expect. Your secret Santa had gotten you a stunning set of jewelry and an adorable pair of heels. You weren't sure what would be next.

When you arrived at work, you weren't surprised to see yet another gift sitting on your desk. Today's gift was in a long, flat box and it was wrapped in beautiful glittery red paper with white snowflakes printed all over it. Since it was the last day of secret Santa you decided to wait again to open your gift.

Today proved to be more difficult than the others. You kept glancing over at the present waiting for the work day to end.

Hours passed and your patience paid off. Your boss emerged from his office with a warm smile on his face.

"Alright. As everyone knows today is the last day of secret Santa. I'll start handing gifts out shortly, but first I want to remind everyone of the Christmas party that we're having tonight. It starts at 7:00 and it'll take place at a wonderful venue down the street. They have a huge room that we've rented out for this party. I hope to see you all there."

Like all the other days, you watched Taehyung open his present before you opened yours. For his last gift, you got him a diamond painting kit of Van Gogh's Starry Night. It was a fun little thing he could do during his free time, plus you knew Taehyung loved Van Gogh. After watching his reaction, you turned your attention to your own secret Santa gift.

You pulled back the decorative wrapping revealing a clothing box. You discarded the wrapping paper and opened up the box. Inside was a stunning dress in your favorite color. On top of the formal clothing was a note that read:

Meet me outside under the gazebo at 8:00. Wear all your gifts, please.

- Your Secret Santa

You pressed your lips together, trying to suppress the smile that threatened to break out onto your features. You pulled the dress from the box, getting a better look at it. The garment was medium length, not too short but not long enough to drag the floor. It was a simple dress, but stunning nonetheless. You placed it back into its box and went to chat with Taehyung before he left. You wanted to tell him that you were his secret Santa.

"Taehyung." You called.

He looked up at you with a warm smile.

"Hi, Y/n."

"I just wanted to let you know that I was your secret Santa."

A look of surprise flashed across his face.

"Really? It was you?"

"Mhm." You nodded.

He pulled you into a tight hug. "Thank you. Everything was perfect, especially the matching shirts for me and Tannie."

"I'm really glad you liked it."

He pulled away and ruffled your hair slightly. "I'm gonna head home now. I'll see you at the party tonight."

"See ya." You waved, heading back to your station to pack up.

To your surprise, Hongjoong was standing by your work area waiting for you when you turned around.

"Hey, Y/n." He greeted you.

"Hi, Hongjoong."

"I was wondering if you wanted to walk out together."

"Oh, sure." You placed your bag onto your shoulder and walked out with him.

"Are you coming to the Christmas party tonight?" He asked.

"I am. Are you?"

"Yeah." He nodded. "I'm excited."

"Me too." You smiled, trying to hide your elation.

Hongjoong walked you to your car and bid you goodbye, saying that he would see you at the party.

You arrived at the venue just before 7:00. The building was decked out in bright Christmas lights, wreaths were hung on the windows giving the place a warm and festive feel. Upon entering the building you heard Christmas music being played, accompanied by the low murmur of partygoers chatting.

Your hair was styled perfectly and your makeup was done with a festive theme in mind. You also donned all of the gifts from your secret Santa. The dress, surprisingly, fit you perfectly, as did the shoes. Whoever got them for you knew exactly what they were doing.

You hadn't really considered who your secret Santa could be. You were just so giddy about your anonymous gift giver wanting to meet, you didn't really think about it.

You first stopped at the food and refreshments table to get yourself a glass of punch. You then made your way around the room greeting your coworkers and even danced with Taehyung for a bit. Before you knew it, it was 8:00. Your heart jumped when you glanced at the clock.

It was time to meet your secret Santa.

You made your way to one of the side doors and stepped outside. A concrete landing sat just outside the door, beyond that was a stone path that led to a gazebo. You could see someone standing there, but you were too far away to know who it was. Stepping across the stone path you moved closer to the gazebo, the quiet gasp leaving you when you saw who it was.

"Hongjoong?"

He turned around with a grin on his face.

You had to stop for a moment because he looks so handsome. His hair looked beautiful as always. His bangs were styled in a side part and pushed away from his face, showing off his perfect brows and sharp eyes. His outfit was pristine and high-end. He sported a very nice suit with a large, extravagant fur coat. It was typical Hongjoong attire.

"I'm glad I got your measurements right." He spoke, eyeing your dress.

"You made this?"

"I did."

"You're my secret Santa?"

"I am." He nodded with a shy smile.

You couldn't believe it. Out of all the people that could've been your secret Santa it was your crush.

"Everything you got me was so beautiful." You told him. "It was all perfect."

"I'm glad you liked it. I went a little over the price limit, but like I said, I don't like following rules." He smirked.

His hand extended to you, his rings glimmering under the fairly lights strung up. You took hold, allowing him to lead you all the way under the gazebo.

"This is... really romantic." You commented.

"Good."

His answer surprised you a bit.

He meant for it to be romantic?

"I'm sure you're wondering why I wanted you to wear the things I gifted you." He spoke up.

"Sort of."

"I began planning this the day our boss made the announcement for secret Santa. The jewelry, the shoes, the dress, and meeting up with you right here tonight."

"Why would you plan something so wonderful like this for me?"

"Because I like you, Y/n."

"I'm sorry? Did I hear you correctly?" You asked in disbelief.

"You did." He chuckled. "I've liked you for so long, but I wasn't sure you felt the same. That is until I caught you staring at me from across the room... more than once."

You face dropped, your cheeks becoming hot.

"You have?"

"Yes, and I find it adorable. I find you adorable." He emphasized.

"You do?"

He nodded.

All you could do was stare in disbelief, unable to comprehend what in the world was happening.

Hongjoong's sparkly eyes darted down to your lips before he started leaning in, causing your breathing to quicken. His lips came to a stop just centimeters from yours.

"Look up." He whispered, his minty breath fanning against your cheeks.

You did as he said and glanced above you to see a mistletoe hanging from the wooden beams of the gazebo.

"Oh." Was all you could say as you turned your gaze back to Hongjoong.

He wasted no time closing the gap between your mouths, pressing his lips against yours firmly. His hands found their way to your waist running up and down your sides before his arms slid their way around you, tugging you closer to him. Your hands trailed up to his hair, your fingers playing with the long strands of his mullet, carding your fingers through it.

A hum of satisfaction from Hongjoong vibrated against your lips as his head tilted to the side, deepening the kiss.

It was a little cold outside, but with the steamy kiss you were sharing with Hongjoong, you weren't able to feel the frigid chill in the air. In fact, your whole body was getting warmer by the second.

After parting ways Hongjoong let out a chuckle. "That was so worth it."

"What?" You giggled.

"Hanging up that mistletoe." He answered. "It took me forever to get it up there, but all that hard work paid off."

"Yes it did." You agreed.

He looked at you with a fond expression, his hand coming up to brush a strand of hair from your face.

"Merry Christmas, Y/n."

"Merry Christmas, Hongjoong."

"Should we go back inside and join the party? Sounds like they're playing some good music."

"Let's do it."

Seonghwa ❄︎ Yunho ❄︎ Yeosang ❄︎ San ❄︎ Mingi ❄︎ Wooyoung ❄︎ Jongho

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[sappi-papi]

my favorite day of the week... it's here :) JUNGLE FREAKING SUNDAY!!!

^ fun fact this is sorta old actually i drew it all the way back in july. and i didn't even draw it on a sunday. i just found this picture and i got really really excited about it and had to draw over it. featuring a few of my good friends in the audience :) you guys know who you are.

pssst... there's moar of my old ms paint jungle sunday art under the cut teehee. i'm putting it under read more because i used to draw him every sunday back around when i first got into mo4. i like him So Much i have a sickness in me. you also get to watch me gradually figure out how to draw him heehee

my very first jungle sunday art... made this one on the last day of pride month :o) started out as a shitpost doodle but then i got too into it and was like well let's do this like evry sunday UAHAHAHA

ONE OF MY FRIENDS REQUESTED THIS ONE UAHAHAHA i was asking around for jungle sunday drawing prompts and they told me this year's tanabata was on sunday teehee ^_^

THEN A WEEK LATER I FOUND OUT INTERNATIONAL NONBINARY PEOPLE'S DAY WAS ALSO ON A JUNGLE SUNDAY you can pinpoint this is the Exact moment he officially became my fave character. also other really quick silly doodles of him cause i still had a couple hours left before the clock rolled over to monday

i was coping.

uall know the spongebob ice creams with the melting gumball eyes that always look terrifying. Yeah.

he saves me. this was the last one i made before i stopped drawing him every sunday... i miss it so much i need to go back. i'm not annoying enough about jungle i need to get crazier. ineed people to hate me.

also sorry to be tht guy but please don't tag these as jerajungle aha ^_^;; shippers are totally fine to interact btw idm!!! i just personally see them as having a found family-esque dynamic so i'd rather not have my own stuff of them be interpreted as ship art heehee... i do see him as 17 though so if you pair him with any of the other characters please don't interact with me UWHAHAHAHA

[shiny-jr]

Ooooh! Shiny have you seen Transformers One yet? I got the chance late Monday night, and had the entire theater to myself and my brother. Nerd out. Wonderful animation, story and gasping. I wasn't into Transformers but I am now

I'm about to say it... I didn't enjoy Transformers One as much as I hoped I would. I've seen better. HOLD ON, put down the tomatoes, I know how it sounds, let me explain. Shiny rants time.

Maybe it had to do with the fact that I was distracted because I managed to sneak in a whole steak with two sides and a bag of bread to watch the movie, I'll say that. I will also say that animation is stunning, as is the world building which is simply fascinating because not many fans (especially those who've only seen the movies) know or have seen much of Cybertron. The look was gorgeous.

There's two major reasons I could name that might've ruined the experience for me, sort of three maybe. Firstly, as a Transformers fan, I already knew what becomes of Megatron and Optimus, which made the build up sort of meh when I knew what would happen in the end. However, I can see how it would be shocking for the few who don't know that Megatron and Optimus are mortal enemies.

Two, a lot of the side characters did not get the action or dialogue they deserved. I am a huge Bumblebee fan, but he was just kind of annoying in the movie and not in an endearing way, so it made it really hard to like him. Elita had her moments which made me appreciate her too, but it just wasn't good enough, you know? Finally, how dare they reduce Shockwave and Soundwave to a joke? I'll forgive it, because maybe it's pre-trauma and pre-certain-events, but those two can be pretty terrifying, especially Shockwave. He's a cold hard killer, that one. Overall, a lot of the spoken humor really fell flat for me. The funniest parts were the silent moments, such as when a character ran away (B on the train and Orion in the archive).

Something I can appreciate, however, is the topics that can potentially draw comparisons to our reality. The conversation of government control and the dangers of anarchism, classism and potentially racism(?) as in those with cogs and those without cogs. At least, these are the topics I drew from it. But hey, what do I know?

Overall, Transformers One is a good movie, but not a great one. It was real, it was fun, but not real fun.

I will throw in my two cents here, I believe The Wild Robot is THE bot movie of the year, not Transformers One. I have been obsessed with it since watching it. It far exceeded my expectations, and I've been thinking of it everyday.

I won't yap for much longer, especially since I'm getting off topic. Just a bit longer.

If The Wild Robot doesn't win animated movie of the year, I think I will genuinely be upset because it is just so so close to perfection. I don't believe y'all understand how harshly I judge movies. The only other movie that comes to mind on this level of perfection as this one or greater, is Puss In Boots: The Last Wish.

I am so so so glad I decided to see The Wild Robot in theaters. Let me tell you, I do not cry. I pride myself in being calm and composed, but this movie, god, it had me tearing up multiples times and feeling chills. If y'all haven't watched it, I HIGHLY recommend it. I compelled a mutual to watch it and they ugly cried :))

[sobredunia]

Okay so I was looking through an old notebook from 2022 and I found a lot of cool stuff that I don't think I've shown here so imma do just that

I'll put it under the cut bc I really wanna put "developer commentary" on these so it's gonna get long quick

Oh fun fact I think I've shown her like. Only once before. And it was a blink-and-you'll-miss-it moment. So yea good luck if u wanna see her again lol. Also yes I did look that up on Google. For oc backstory reasons. Don't ask.

This is what my vent art looks like

One of the first sketches/concept designs for the PINK project! Ended up changing some small stuff like how detailed the jacket was, the pants, and the shape and length of the boots. Funnily enough even tho her clothes were simplified her vitiligo markings became more complex. Yes this AMV thing has been on my brain since 2022

Nume! :D I've shown this image of them a lot but I don't think I've shown the full page. She comes with a white boy I guess lol. The hooded doodle on the corner was kinda like an idea design for another AMV that was rotating in my brain at the time

Censored a bit of it for. Reasons. But yeah this is what Daya looked like when she was twelve! White boy included lmao. This was mostly so I could design them a school uniform, and still I think I'd change it nowadays. I'm not too satisfied with it. I've never been too good at designing outfits, esp the colors :/

I drew this when the school year started and I had mad rat Monday brainrot but I didn't know what the song said after "Panasonic Blu-Ray" and my brain somehow registered it as "don't be such a bitch" instead of "Christmas in July". Idk how it happened either.

Eren Yeager

Whoops almost forgot. Art taglist

@rotkad @sansxfuckyou @7hefear @beetroot-merchant @ashingtonkisihita

@h3xt0r @bree-sae @helloidkwhatimdoing-0 @zecrisketch @princelyre (welcome to the taglist btw! :D We hope you enjoy your stay)

[theoneandonlysemla]

WIP Wednesday (or whenever)

@thequeenofthewinter tagged me to share my WIP and I have finished the draft for chapter 15 on monday! As there is still editing to do, I'll count it as a WIP.

Too tired to tag today, so feel tagged if you like and feel free to tag me in your WIPs! :)

In chapter 4 of DwD: The Curse of Molag Bal the cat got out of the bag and it was revealed that Morotar is in fact a Thalmor Agent. After his return to the Embassy, Elenwen gave him all the reasons to become a Grumpy Boy ™. Because of [redacted] he goes down to the dungeon of the embassy and low and behold who he finds there: poor Nevri, knocked out (you may remember my last Writing WIP were Rulindil was not that nice to her).

So here we go, have fun reading!

Morotar wrinkled his forehead and stepped ahead, towards the cell. Peering through the bars, he recognised the shape of a slumped body in the far corner of the small room. Her ribcage rose and fell shallowly and with every breath she took, the pressure on Morotar's throat increased. His fingers gripped the cold metal and he leant his forehead against it. Here, the smell of iron was all the stronger.

“Open. And get me some light in here,” he ordered, not gracing Rulindil with a look.

Keys jingled and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the inquisitor coming closer. Nervous, he turned the bundle in his hands and hesitated, as Morotar stepped away to give him some space.

“I am unsure if the ambassador will agree with this, her prisoner is-“

“Shut up. Do I look like I care what Elenwen is concerned about?” he snapped at him, his fists clenching.

Without any further words, Rulindil unlocked the cell’s door. Creaking it swung open, the inquisitor held it for Morotar.

“I’ll get you a lantern,” he mumbled and went away, coming back again soon.

The acrid odour of candle smoke smothered the stink of blood for a minute, but it returned with full force. The Altmer stepped into the cell. Shadows danced over the battered figure of the Dunmer on the floor. With a sting in his heart, Morotar realised, that she was only clothed in thin and stained undergarments. The thick braid of her hair was dishevelled and the once shiny hair hang dull to the ground. He knelt down beside her and put the lamp on the ground. Her back facing him was covered in oozing gashes, torn skin hanging down in shreds. She was still bleeding in some places; thick drops ran down her ghastly skin.

“Why is she not healed,” Morotar posed a question in the space. Behind him, Rulindil drew in a sharp breath.

“The ambassador has-“

“The ambassador has lost her mind? Is that what you’re telling me?”

He turned over his shoulder, shooting the inquisitor a glare.

“She has ordered the prisoner not to be healed. My hands are bound, she oversees the interrogations personally. I had no chance to disobey.”

“Why in the name of the Eight does she oversee the torture? She has other duties. It is not her job to come into the dungeons and direct your work, Rulindil. You must keep her out of here,” Morotar stated with emphasis. “Right here you can see exactly what that leads to. Gods, what have you done to this poor soul?”   

Morotar conjured up an orb of warm light in his hand, its chiming song tingling his ears. Sending the healing spell onto the Dunmer’s skin, it slowly closed up the wounds, but the smeared trails of blood still stayed. His chest constricted, he carefully enclosed her shoulder in his hand, feeling the bone through her flesh. Turning her, he inspected her body for more wounds. But he only found bulging, scarred tissue on her chest and neck. Baffled, he stared down at this all too familiar sight. As light as a feather, his fingertips graced the swollen elevation above her heart. Just in the same position as his own.  

[maniacalgenius]

03.03.25

monday recap

🧬 went to physics to get my exam back (thought i failed but i passed! praise God!!)

🍁 went to my normal m/w/f place where i camp out & sometimes eventually get lunch

🧬 did tutorial for today's physics class

🧬 watched biochem module 6 lecture 8 video on the TCA cycle

🌺 got lunch

🌺 ran errands

🧚 drove little sandwich from school to math tutoring

🧚 got a little treat

🍁 went to coffee shop

🧬 watched part 1 video of biochem module 7 lecture 9 - pyruvate dehydrogenase complex & TCA cycle regulation

🧬 drew out pyruvate dehydrogenase complex mechanism (this one gets her own little 🧬 guy because she was so incredibly endless)

🧬 emailed my bich prof about some mechanisms that i thought we needed to know but couldn't find in the slides

🧚 before i left the coffee shop i did a Cool Thing that i felt convicted by God to do but was Very Scary! there was this girl & guy sitting at a table near me & i asked if there was anything i could pray about for them before i left. they both said no but they also both said thank you & were super nice! (i legit thought they would be like ew no get away lol)

🧚 stopped by the friend group hangout (i said i was "stopping by" but i did in fact stay for almost two hours. i ended up having floor time with one of the guys who i am close friends with & has been there for me multiple times. we exchanged life updates & i talked about a recent situation to get his opinion. very productive convo that gave me a lot of peace!)

🌺 went home, took a shower

🌺 ate dinner

🧚 read a little bit before bed

💤 9h 40m

💧 80 oz

👣 4.8k

🎶 carry on - fun.

📽️ the big bang theory - s12 ep6 "the imitation perturbation" suchhhh a good one!!!!

love and prayers

[sillybeansss]

HELLO ‘TIS MORNING AT LAST!!!! i sent that in ten minutes before i went to sleep sorry

though im kind of mad at tumblr for nor showing me this post because a lot of your posts show up ok my dash usually so

okay actually it isnt morning anymore im at a relatives house sorry💥💥💥

HAIII!!!My weekend has been alright not much has happened which is expected ://

(^^ real!!! nothing happened at all yesterday…and i guess on friday i went to see a christmas tree lighting but it was planned very badly)

And no the diagnosis will highkey never happen ever,,, my mom was gonna plan it but she saw how expensive it was and WE DON'T GOT THAT TYPE OF MONEY!!!! 😭😭😭 but it's okay,, I got Boba and a Patrick pen today so uhhh it balances out trust,,, 

(^^ i do, in fact, trust!!! ouhhh boba sounds so cool!!!! ive never tried it but i want to sososososo baddd!!!! also its what? expensive????? well if i ever had a chance of getting one in the first place i certainly dont now…seriously though, sorry to hear it didnt happen! :[ maybe it was for a reason or something…[trying not to get too religious rn])

ALSOOO I FINISHED A BOOK YESTERDAY!!!>u< I'm waiting for Monday for my friend to lend me the next book in the trilogy I'm so hyped I need to know what happens also I was trying to draw Belarus cause like Deary me I wanted to draw so bad today but I didn't till now cause I had no real motivation but I never finished it cause I started drawing a character from my book 

:333

(^^^^ READING IS SO COOL!!!! ive been reading a book too and its so fun i love it….ALSO BOOK SERIES ARE THE BEST!!!! i remember reading this series once…and the characters were nice the plot just kinda sucked a lot so.!! also im so glad to see you were enjoying it!!! also the urge to draw is do real ive been so artblocked these months but i drew something yesterday so im proud!! also BELARUS MENTIONED!! i love her shes so sassy but they did her so dirty with the whole russia thing…but i think she was made with a certain president/any other type of sovereign in mind…which, as head of state, they do symbolize/represent their country…)

~🫶🏽🎳

HELLOOOO HAIII!!! :3 And yeah I was so surprised so the first appointment would've been 3,000 or smth and the second appointment (I didn't even know there wouldve been 2 appointments what) was 14,000 cash or something idk if cash I just remember my mom mentioning it and I was SHOCKED 😭😭 (maybe it was 140,000 but I honestly can't remember she told me this a few days ago wait yesterday I think actually wait no it was Friday mb,,,)

AND REALLL READING IS SO FLARPING FUNNY AUGHHH My friend finished the last book of the trilogy like in a day which I was honestly shocked and I NEED to read the next book starts shaking tbh :/

And they did her character so dirty why did they do that to her,,,she was quite fun to draw tho🦭🦭

[fantasticalleigh]

im absolutely going bonkers im actually crying I CANT BELIEVE HES BACK AND THE FACT I WAS SAYING THIS ON MONDAY???? LIKE …. IM SICK IM UNWELL.. how r we doing tho ..😁(😭)

YOU ABSOLUTELY CALLED IT that was such a great moment, tbh i thought they would have waited until next friday to do the reveal? or until the match itself would have been amazing AND a good callback to Punk's return last year! (except I think they did it today so next week he and roman will talk it out and punk will give his reasons for helping out etc) regardless I'm excited that he and Paul are back and now my delusional ass is sitting here thinking Drew is gonna pop up out of nowhere during War Games and screw Punk over because I miss him like crazyyyy T-T

ALSO can we talk about how heavy handed wwe is with their social media hints bc since yesterday they've been posting all about punk and like come onnnn it takes the fun out of the 'surprise' when they're basically confirming it that way! except for us bc we are all geniuses and theorized this before then lmao.

[theangelwithawand]

Good Omens Incorrect Quotes 4

Not mine but still fun

Aziraphale : There is no future. There is no past. Don't you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every fact.

Crowley : ...All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.

*

Aziraphale : Why are you on fire?

Crowley : This is just how my day is going.

*

Crowley : What do you call a dictionary on drugs?

Aziraphale : If you say "addict-ionary" I swear I will smite you.

Crowley : I was actually going to say "high definition", but your answer's much better.

Aziraphale : ...

*

Crowley , answering the phone: Hello?

Aziraphale : It’s Aziraphale .

Crowley : What did they do this time?

Aziraphale : No, it’s me, Aziraphale . It’s actually me.

Crowley : What did you do this time?

*

Aziraphale : You have your weirdly sincere humility.

Crowley : I prefer the term "self-loathing", actually.

*

Aziraphale , opening a Capri Sun: Guess I'll drink my sorrows away.

*

Aziraphale : I hate you.

Crowley : Well, according to this picture I drew of us holding hands, that is untrue.

*

Aziraphale , skipping rocks on a lake with Crowley : It’s such a beautiful evening.

Crowley : Yeah, it is.

Crowley : *whispering* Take that you fucking lake.

*

Crowley : I'm gonna get my pilot's license. I've already got a driver's license and a cosmetology license, that's two of the big five licenses.

Aziraphale : The big five licenses?

Crowley : Driver's license, cosmetology license, pilot's license, fishing license, and… license to kill! I can't wait to get that one.

*

Aziraphale : Are you trying to seduce me?

Crowley : Why, are you seducible?

*

Aziraphale : I’d like to live through a week that’s not a whole new verse of “We Didn’t Start the Fire.”

*

Crowley : I’m having salad for dinner!

Aziraphale :

Crowley : Well, fruit salad.

Crowley : Actually, it’s mostly grapes.

Aziraphale :

Crowley : Okay, it’s all grapes.

Crowley : Fermented grapes.

Aziraphale :

Crowley :

Aziraphale :

Crowley : It’s wine.

Crowley : I’m having wine for dinner.

*

Crowley : I think I should be allowed on ghost hunter tv shows.

Aziraphale : I think that would be dangerous for the ghosts.

*

Crowley : If we don’t get out of this alive… If we’re both about to die… I love you, Aziraphale !

*Neither of them die*

Aziraphale : …

Crowley : …

Aziraphale : So do you wanna talk about somethi-

Crowley : No thank you.

*

Crowley on Monday: *glues 5p to the sidewalk* Heh heh heh.

Crowley on Wednesday: *walking down the street* Ooh hey! 5p!

*

Aziraphale : You use humor to deflect your trauma.

Crowley : Awww, thanks-

Aziraphale : That’s not a good thing.

Crowley : All I’m hearing is that you think I’m funny.

*

Aziraphale : When do you usually go to sleep?

Crowley : Whenever I collapse is entirely up to the gods.

*

*Crowley is fighting a monster*

Aziraphale : Just stay calm! You already have everything you need to beat it!

Crowley : The power to believe in myself!?

Aziraphale : No, a knife! Stab it!

*

Crowley , grinning: I have a knife!

Aziraphale : Put it down, Crowley .

Crowley : Make me! *sprints away*

*

Aziraphale : Pick a card, any card.

Crowley : Fine.

Aziraphale : Wait, that's my credit card!

Crowley : You said any card.

[faraway-sunshine]

What kinds of holidays do you do? Have you ever had any holidays your neighbors didn’t?

We had a lot of the same holidays, like Easter and Christmas, but most of the Japanese traditions Dad introduced to us were rooted to New Years. Which, fun fact, is also Hero's birthday - he always had a sleepover party where we counted down to midnight. Dad wasn't fond of how we preferred going to Hero's for the countdown, but he adjusted it all and we'd always have our house and Hero's both set up to dash between on New Year's Eve to have all the traditions.

True, others celebrate New Years, but we did a lot extra. For starters, Dad always made a lot of traditional food for it, and it didn't matter if he made too much as the food kept without a fridge. We'd all also help make mochi, which was fun because we had a special wooden hammer for it.

While Mom wrote Christmas cards for her family and friends, Dad did New Years ones, and Mari and I got to write our names on both. Often, I drew the pictures and Mari wrote the messages in our own cards, as she had the best handwriting.

The day after, we'd drive to where my grandparents used to live. When I was little, my grandma was still alive and we'd see her to get red envelopes of money, but after she died we'd just go to the park nearby that she and my grandpa liked and Mom and Dad would give us the packets. There'd also usually be one from our Japanese uncle and aunt, and they were the best ones as he always used beautiful stationary. It felt a shame to rip the envelopes open.

My favorite part was always at midnight. We'd dash to Hero's, where his family had the standard TV on with the Times Square ball drop. They didn't do fireworks, but we'd play with sparklers a bit before, so the random adults we didn't know would watch that and Hero's parents and us kids would go into the dining room, turn out the lights and get the cake out. Once the cake was lit, we waited for the exact New Years moment and Hero would blow them out (sometimes with Kel too!).

How did we know when? Outside of the shouting, we'd also tell from Dad ringing the bell. He'd get a bell out and stand outside, and ring it 108 times. We'd all count the chimes. 107 of them would be before midnight and the last right on time (well, Dad was often a bit off, but we didn't care). Apparently it came from Buddhist beliefs about ridding ourselves of the 108 desires for the new year. On the last bell, the candles went out, we considered Hero one year older, and the new year was underway.

I remember we used to talk about making such big plans for the Y2K New Year, where it'd be turn of the millennia. I don't know what Hero did that year as his family went away for it and I was still in the bedroom.

I'd talk more about other holidays but this is already way too long whoops

(Monday 11th September, 2000, 6:57 PM)

[twin-books]

Speaking of other topics.

I found one of my absolute favorite shows of all time on complete accident. It's all thanks to Drew Gooden and IDOLiSH7 (also a very good show).

IDOLiSH7 is a very nice feel-good idol anime. I adore it. It makes me unreasonably happy. It's based on a game of the same name that happens to be a rhythm game. They even have official music videos of their songs which I immediately found every single one of and watched them.

Then less than a month ago I finally watched that Drew Gooden video about Guitar Hero. I have never once played Guitar Hero and I barely watch Drew Gooden because I have like an endless list of YouTuber's I'm subscribed to that I just cycle through so this was at random.

But I guess watching that one video about Guitar Hero onto of all those IDOLiSH7 music videos had the YouTube algorithm go "Hmmm... she must really like rhythm games" and it recommended me one rhythm game based YouTube video. It immediately gave up on showing me anymore afterwards because I guess it realized I don't actually care too much about them. I just really like music.

But luckily this one video had this absolute banger of a song that someone had put into the rhythm game and tried to match the game to the beat. I freaking adored this song but it didn't give the name of the artist, just the title of the song so I told myself I'd like the video and then look into it later.

I completely forgot about it until a week later where I was looking through my liked songs on YouTube Music and saw one with a thumbnail of two animesque boys. I literally could not remember what this video was so I clicked it and then I saw it was that rhythm game. But I wondered why on earth these two dudes were the thumbnail when they were absolutely no where in the video.

So that song was Dive Back in Time from the first opening of the donghua, Link Click. I looked it up, saw that the same two anime-like dudes were on the album cover and thought to myself, "Huh, is this like a game or something?" The song was completely in English which threw me through a loop.

So I looked up Link Click, realized it was a donghua, then immediately looked up the opening this song was attached to because I figured based on the song title it had to be something about time travel.

Here's a fun fact about me... I absolutely adore time travel for a story narrative. It's so fun. But good time travel content is extremely hard to find because apparently it's super easy for people to absolutely screw up this amazingly creative and fun premise.

With that being said, I was willing to do just about anything to figure out if this was not only a time travel show but a good time travel show. So I watched the season 1 opening and it gave me absolutely no clues whatsoever. Absurdly unhelpful without context.

Yeah, I turned to wikipedia for the answers. And yes, it was about time travel and the premise sounded so gosh darn amazing. Here's the wikipedia synopsis;

After finding this I realized there was apparently a season 2 so out of pure curiosity I looked up the season 2 opening. It's called VORTEX. Amazing. If nothing else this show would be full of gorgeous animation and breath-taking music.

I immediately hit up @koo1creations. She is also an avid enjoyer of some good time travel stories and she also adores sci-fi which time travel stories tend to fall under so we were hyped. We also both took the same short animation course when we were young so we absolutely adore animation and we both adore music. This show looked like an absolute winner.

So like fools, Monday night we started Link Click fully intending to stop at like 4 episodes. Ha. Nope, absolutely not. We loved it too much, we binged the whole first season. Tuesday night we binged what was out of season 2. Thankfully for us there was only 2 episodes left of season 2 to be released as soon as we finished it.

I cannot begin to give this show the praise it deserves. Season 1 is still the best so far, I'd say. But season 2 is still very good. It's such a fun show full of twists and turns. It really makes you think and it's full of nuances. The animation and style is gorgeous, the music is amazing, the characters are intriguing, and the story is addicting.

So thank you Drew Gooden and IDOLiSH7 for like my new number 1 favorite show. Gotta be the best way I have ever actually found anything I liked. I have had many times where I had quite a few hoops I had to jump through to find another thing I liked but this one takes the cake.

[rikeijo]

Today's translation #266

Febri vol. 40. Kubo Mitsurou's interview

Part 11.

--- The most extreme example of that is the rings scene in episode 10 - it was shocking. After listening to what you've just said - was is also a spontaneous development?

"Not spontaneous - it was inevitable! At least this is what I was thinking, when I was drawing the storyboards. I was looking forward to draw that scene at the end of episode 9., where Yuuri and Victor meet again at the airport in Fukuoka, and at that point in time, me or Yamamoto Director, we weren't really planning to set up any bombastic tricks in episodes 10 or 11. However, because episode 10 is the last breather before the Grand Prix Final, we wanted to make it as fun as we could. To do that we were putting forward different ideas and I was wondering if it would be possible to make the relationship between Yuuri and Victor even deeper. By that point in time, they had already hugged and done things straight out of Monday 9PM TV dramas, so I was thinking that probably doing more would be impossible. But then, a thought came to me, that it would be nice to have an item that could be a kind of boost for the Grand Prix Final. When I was looking around websites of various rings brands, I found the information that engagement rings are not only for people who want to get married, but also something that you can gift to your soulmate. I thought: "That's it!". Plus, among the reference materials we have gathered during our location hunting in Barcelona, I found photos of a church and choir, so I thought: "That's the place!".

--- Everything just came together, almost as if you were guided by something/somebody.

"I was almost at the end of my wits at that time, but that scene, I drew on impulse. It was before the anime started airing, so I didn't know what the response was going to be like, and how people were going to interpret it. I was like: I don't really care if people are going to think that "this scene is just absurd!" (laugh).

--- As a result, the viewers went crazy.

"If it was a manga, I think that much less attention would have been paid to it, surprisingly. It was very interesting for me to see, how impactful it was when it was made into animation.

[Notes: Many TV dramas that aired at this time slot, Monday at 9PM, on Fuji TV gained huge popularity, so it's a sort of "brand" for TV dramas. It's already a well-know fact in the fandom, but for newer fans which happened to stumble across this translation - she meant the airport scene.

---

"When I was looking around websites of various rings brands, I found the information that engagement rings are not only for people, who wants to get married, but also something that you can gift to your soulmate."

Many people would probably feel a bit weird if somebody important to them gave them a ring saying that "it's an engagement ring", but then said: "But it's not an engagement, we are not engaged" - the classic "words have specific meanings" problem. I'm sure some jewelry brands use the word "soulmate" in their marketing, but I'm not sure they encourage people to gift "engagement rings" to people who they don't want to get engaged to. There are others types of rings, too, after all.

In Jp, she kind of "solved" this problem using the English-Japanese word "engage rings (engeeji ringu)", where engage is short for "engagement", instead of Japanese "konyaku yubiwa", lol. Both mean exactly the same thing, but people who don't speak English may not know what the word "engagement" means - like, "engeeji ringu" is the ring the bride-to-be may get from her partner, but maybe it has different meanings in English, who knows? 🤨 If she said "'konyaku yubiwa' are not for 'konyaku'" instead, then you'd immediately think: "eee, what are you talking about? Why call them "konyaku yubiwa" then?"... At least, no clubs for after-school activities were mentioned this time 😂 (The "rings are for bukatsu members" explanation was from Pash!!! issue published on February 10th 2017, and this interview was published on March 1st 2017.)]

[jupitercl0uds-art]

art summary 2023!!!

i wanted to give slight commentary instead of just 12 random pngs so here you go

tuesday 3rd january - blah blah blah!

this was meant to be the first frame of an animation. then flipaclip decided not to work. anyway theres a lot of incomplete stuff from this year and this is (sort of) one of them. idk how to explain why theres 4 of me and what's going on, it makes sense (sort of) if you read the thing its based on.

monday 20th february - waluigi doodle page

i literally cannot stress enough this is the only thing i can be certain was definitely drawn in february. i would have picked a different thing otherwise, i swear. i was on a gc late at night asking who i should draw with waluigi and they gave me yoshi koopas and birdette. istg.

tuesday 21st march - tails and tbh (discord pfp)

FINALLY!!! SOMETHING ACTUALLY GOOD FOR COMPARING!!!

its funny how on one hand i dont draw tails like that AT ALL anymore, but at the same time, literally all my headcanons are there, like his fangs coming out when hes really happy, his fluffy ears, etc. the onky thing missing really is drawing fluffy arms and legs lol. as for the rest of the drawing, i think its ok. theres a few errors, particularly with the stroke, and i needed to fix the fill bucket around tbh's eyes, but this is nearly a year old now so im not fixing it. sorry.

friday 21st april - gently holding tails

ah, tails plushie, how i love thee. where the hell are you girl i havent seen you in months. i have waluigi now. i miss you :(

tuesday 9th may - waluigi sketch with alcohol markers

i hate alcohol markers. they dry too quickly. so it surprised me when one day, while forcing myself to like them, i drew something i actually liked. i still love this btw!!! this is the basis for how i currently draw waluigi rn, and my art as a whole!!!

also fun fact: i drew this the day before i started reading sonic idw :)

saturday 24th june - transmasc luigi watercolour stuff

once again, weird mario fanart i made while talking to a friend late at night. the initial shirtless luigi was drawn as a joke because of a really quick shirtless waluigi my friend drew at summer school in 2022 as a joke, which is what the weird one who craves death is based on. weird as this art may be, this was such a happy time in the year for me and i miss it greatly :)

ill have to do july - december in a follow up post because i reached the image limit lol